Page 135 of Hunted
One of his hands moves down my side as he presses his naked chest to my back, pushing my face towards Bower’s.
“Kiss him,” Weston whispers in my ear. He doesn’t have to tell me twice. Bower’s hand comes up to grab the back of my neck as he pulls my lips down to meet his. My hips rock back and forth as I fuck myself on his cock while he takes control of the kiss.
I feel something wet between my ass cheeks right before Weston presses a finger into my rear. I groan against Bower, my hips moving faster, and Weston takes that opportunity to push another finger into me.
He thrusts them slowly in and out for a minute before he presses his other hand to my back, whispering, “Hold still.”
I stop my thrusting, but Bower keeps kissing me, his free hand moving between us to rub at my clit. I whine into his mouth, wanting desperately to come.
The tip of Weston’s cock touches my back entrance before he slowly pushes inside, making me cry out at the tightness.
“Shh, shh, that’s it, baby. You’re being such a good girl for us. That’s it. Look how fucking good you’re taking me, like you were made for us.” Weston’s words send pulses of pleasure straight to my clit. Or maybe that’s just Bower’s fingers. Either way, I feel like the second they start moving, I’ll come instantly.
“Oh fuck,” Weston growls when he’s all the way in. He holds still for a moment, then starts to pull out an inch or two, before pushing back in, which makes me take Bower’s cock deeper. The result is all three of us moaning together in pleasure.
Hands lift me up until there’s only a few inches between my chest and Bower’s, then fingers turn my chin sideways to find Reece’s cock waiting for me.
Three at once?Sweet baby cock, yes, please!
I wrap my mouth around him instantly, taking it as deep as I can. His fingers find the back of my head as he helps guide my rhythm. The feeling of the three of them inside me at once is unexplainable. It fills me with so much heat and pleasure that I feel like I’ve entered a whole other plane of existence.
I reach out my hand blindly in the opposite direction and am rewarded when Kingsley grabs it and guides it to his cock, already hard and waiting. He holds his hand over mine, helping to keep my rhythm. Trying to work with four cocks at once takes coordination I haven't quite yet mastered, but they don’t seem to mind, each taking control of our combined pleasure.
Weston starts thrusting harder and harder, his fingers digging into my hips as he pushes me towards my blissful peak.
Orgasms with these guys are never in short supply, but when we all come together like this, it’s something else entirely. Someone pinches my nipples, and Bower starts rubbing my clit faster. I moan around Reece’s cock as his thrusts start getting deeper and deeper. Kingsley works my hand over him harder and quicker and when Weston’s thrust finally pushes me over the edge, I scream onto Reece’s cock as my entire body convulses, pleasure shooting through every inch of me.
Weston pushes into me with a final thrust as he reaches his own release, the hot liquid spilling from my ass as Kingsley’s load hits my side. He releases my hand, and I plant it on the ground for support just as Reece shoots his own load down my throat. I swallow as much as I can before I cough, and he quickly pulls out, allowing me to suck in some much-needed air.
I swallow it down greedily as our panting mixes with the sound of the ocean waves. Weston pulls out of me and soon it’s just me and Bower. His hands grip my hips as he thrusts up into me in question.
I respond with a small moan. I might be tired, but I’m not sore and these guys have a way of making me insatiable. Pressing my fingers into his chest, we both thrust against one another. He bares his teeth, and I can tell he’s trying to hold himself back until I come again. I lean forwardand kiss him, closing my eyes as he consumes me. When his fingers snake between us and find my clit, I come undone, my pussy milking his cock as he comes inside me with a groan on his lips.
When we both finish, I collapse on his chest, feeling completely spent. I hear voices in the distance and open my eyes, watching the other three coming back towards us in all their naked glory. They obviously just cleaned off in the water.
“I guess we should do that too, huh?”
“I don't want to move,” he grumbles, his arms wrapping tighter around me. But he quickly yanks one arm away from me, holding it out to the side with a look of disgust on his face. “King, is that your fucking jizz on my arm?”
A laugh bursts out of me, and I slap my hand over my mouth in surprise, my eyes going wide when Bower glares at me.
“You laughing at me, Tink?” Hand still in place, I shake my head. His eyes narrow further and I decide it’s time to move.
Jumping to my feet I yell, “Gotta go get clean, byyyyye!”
I slip out of his grasp, run towards the water, and dive in, making sure to scrub at my sides and between my legs while I’m under. When I surface, Bower is inches away, and he pulls me to him, his arms locking me against his chest.
“You’ve been a naughty girl, laughing at me like that,” he says, holding me tight as I pretend to struggle.
“I would never laugh at you, Bower,” I say sarcastically, giving him my big puppy dog eyes, the ones I know he can’t resist.
His arms loosen a fraction, and I use it as my chance to get away. I drop my weight, letting my body slip through his arms and swim pasthim before popping up and swimming as fast as I can until my feet touch the sand and I can run easily.
I don’t look back when I hear him yell my name, I just giggle as I run up the beach towards the others. “Help! I’m being chased by a man with no sense of humor!”
“You little—”
I squeal when his arms wrap around me from behind, lifting me right off my feet. He manages to turn me to face him, placing me on my feet as he narrows his eyes at me.
