Page 75 of The Prizes We Win
Sebastian stops kissing my neck before his lips brush the shell of my ear; his hot breath sends a shiver down my spine. “How does this feel, Love? Being between all of us?”
I want to answer, but Enzo’s hold on the back of my head remains firm, his opposite still tightly gripping Luca’s hair, as he kisses me like I’ve never been kissed before.
So I just whimper.
Luca’s teeth graze the inside of my thigh. The sensation causes my entire body to tighten and my breath to quicken.
“With all of our hands on you?” Dante’s deep voice pushes me closer.
Sebastian nips at the lobe of my ear before whispering, “To be pleasured byallof your men?”
My knee buckles as my orgasm crashes into me like a tidal wave. Each of them do their part in holding me steady on one leg as I release screams of pleasure into Enzo’s kiss. And only when my body starts to come down does he pull his lips from mine.
Dante pulls his hand from between my legs and brings his fingers to Enzo’s mouth.
I pant for breath as I watch Enzo lick my release off Dante’s fingers. Once Dante is satisfied, he pulls his fingers from Enzo’s mouth. Sebastian then grabs Enzo’s face and brings his lips to his. As the two of them kiss, Luca reaches up the leg of my shorts and pulls the fabric to the side, exposing my wet pussy. He groans at the sight of it before flicking the tip of his tongue over my sensitive clit.
“Ahhh,” I gasp before he runs his tongue through my folds, groaning even louder as he laps up my release.
Sebastian pulls from Enzo’s kiss and turns my head to look back at him. “More?”
Luca sucks at my clit. “Oh fuck. Yes. More. More.More.”
Smiling, Sebastian nods at Dante, who hooks one arm behind my back and the other behind the leg not draped over Luca’s shoulder and lifts me off the ground.
“Hey,” Luca protests. “I wasn’t finished yet.”
“Neither am I,” Sebastian replies before pulling Luca to his feet and kissing him deeply. I watch as Enzo then does the same. Sebastian’s hands roam each of them as Luca and Enzo kiss. However, my view of them is obstructed when Dante tosses me on my bed. I can’t help but let out a giggle.
“God, I fucking love that sound,” he exclaims as he climbs on top of me. Then, his hands fist the front of my silk tank.
“Dante…” I warn. “I love this set.”
“Do you?” The corners of his lips turn up. He wouldn’t. If I give him the face, he would quite literally bring me the moon. He would never do anything I didn’t—“Dante!” I yell as he rips my tank down the middle with one easy yank.
He doesn’t even look remotely sympathetic. “I’ll make it up to you in a second.”
My top falls open as he rips each one of the straps and throws it on the floor next to me. “Dante DeLuca, you better—” Dante lifts his hips, and someone behind him grabs the hem of my shorts and rips them too right down the middle, before pulling the shredded pieces off of my body. “You guys! I was literally just standing. Can you not take my clothes off like a bunch of savages?”
Dante lowers his hips and smiles down at me while Enzo waves my shorts in the air like a cowboy would a lasso. “Ripping your clothes off is half the fun, Sweetheart.”
Before I can scold them further, Dante moves backward until he’s lying on the mattress between my legs. Grabbing my thighs, he pushes my legs up and back toward me. “Hold on to them,” he instructs. I hook my hands behind my knees and pull them back toward me. “Want me to make up for it now?”
He lightly drags one finger over my pussy and my breath hitches. “Uh-huh.”
He chuckles lightly. “Then don’t let go, Mama,” he instructs before burying his face between my legs and I. See. Stars.
The friction from his beard rubs deliciously at the inside of my thighs as his tongue works in and out of my pussy. “Oh, shit. Ohmygod.” With nothing else to hold onto, my hands tightly grip my skin. Dante reaches between my legs with one hand and replaces his tongue with a finger, and the moment his tonguetouches my still sensitive clit my orgasm comes out of nowhere. I don’t think I’ve ever come so fast in my life.
His finger doesn’t stop moving, and when I look down to see him already looking up at me from between my legs, his mouth open as he pants for breath, the strength of my orgasm only grows.
“That’s my girl,” he praises as his finger continues to brush against my most sensitive spot.
My orgasm doesn’t stop. I just keep coming and coming, pulling my legs tighter as if that will keep the overwhelming pleasure building inside of me at bay. “Ahhh, Dante!” I scream.
And just as I start to wonder if the orgasm is becoming too intense, he rips his finger from my pussy and climbs off the bed. I let out a desperate sob as my body continues to convulse. But I watch as Dante reaches for Enzo, grabs him by the throat, and pushes him back until he has him pinned against the wall. Enzo’s tattooed hands grip desperately at Dante’s obliques as Dante kisses him.
I look over to Sebastian, who’s unzipping his pants at the edge of the bed. He lets them fall to the floor before crawling onto the bed between my legs. Luca does the same and crawls onto the bed behind Seb.
