Page 82 of Toy for the Teachers (Forbidden Fantasies)

I was the one being kissed and teased. It was my body being pulled back and forth between the men. As clothes were lost to the floor, the city lights pouring through the window made us all soft silhouettes. We were all each made of shadows, light, and desperate desire.

“Are you all going to toy with me tonight?” I asked as Caleb began tugging his own sweatshirt off my body.

“We all know how you like to be teased, Millie,” Warren remarked with another alluring laugh, “and we all know you like toying with us.”

“I think it’s time you lie back and get a taste of your own medicine,” Caleb insisted before letting his teeth gently tug at my earlobe.

Vlad kissed the back of my neck before swearing. “You’re all ours tonight.”

I was all theirs.

I had Vladimir’s burning passion, Caleb’s charming kindness, and Warren’s wry wit and clever banter. Each man sparked something different inside me. Each man carried a different piece of my heart, and with them all together, I couldn’t help but feel complete. As their hands roved over my body, I was ready to let them all ruin me.

“Do whatever you want,” I declared breathlessly. “Show me how good I can feel.”

Warren’s grin held me captive. “I’ve been waiting all night to hear you say that.”

Our bodies bare, Caleb knew just how to pull me back on the bed before Warren took the first taste of my slick folds, dripping with desire of all of my men. My back pressing into his chiseled chest, Caleb reveled in the moment. I knew how turned on he could get from the thought of my body being pleasured by another, but now, he was experiencing it firsthand.

He kept our mouths locked together as my moans of euphoria hummed into him. His kiss became more desperate, and I felt his length growing just behind me.

Vladimir, not wanting to be left out, crept up beside me like a wolf stalking its prey. He didn’t waste time savoring my breasts, turning my nipples into pebbles with his tongue. So long ago, I had dreamed of a moment like this. I had longed to lay my body bare and let every inch of it be tasted, but it could only last so long. Our writing bodies and gasping breaths coaxed me into a deeper desire.

When I said I wanted all of them, I meant it. My fingers wanted to curl around each shaft, and my body wanted to be left limp and spent. Their mouths on me wouldn’t be enough. Still, I tried to be patient, letting each man have his fix before I made my demands.

I let Vlad and Warren switch places. I let my backside rub against Caleb’s aching body, and before I knew it, they were the one begging to have me.

“Get on your stomach, kraseevaia,” Vlad urged me in growling voice thick with want. “Tell us how you want us?”

“You don’t have a preference?” I wondered, already positioning myself on the bed.

I knew how this had to look. My ass was propped up on my knees. My head was close to hanging off the bed. Even in the shadows, the glimpse of their faces showed each of my men burning up with their own respective need.

“We told you to choose,” Warren asserted, his hand tracing the flower along my spine.

“And I won’t be happy unless you’re all happy,” I declared. “So, choose.”

“I want your eyes,” Caleb finally admitted.

“Then, my mouth can be yours,” I decided. “Come on, sweetheart, don’t keep me waiting.”

Without asking, Warren and Vlad found their positions. I let my lips part as Caleb slowly let my mouth envelop him. A groan escaped his chest as another mounted me from behind, and I knew they were Warren’s hands on my hips as soon as I felt them. Rocking into me, the movement pushed me deeper into Caleb, but I was still eager to feel Vladimir. I let my free hand reach out, and he came to me. He helped my fingers meet his tip before I felt his body curl over my own. Even as he groaned, he peppered kisses down my back and sent tingling electricity with every fiber and nerve.

My senses were overloading. My head was light, yet I couldn’t stop. Each delirious pleasure only made me crave another.

It didn’t matter if one man found his release before me. There was no need to hold back when another was ready and willing to take his place. As the shudder of Warren’s climax coursed through, my toes curled. My body begged for more, yet before I could fret, I felt Vlad’s broad body shifting mine. His fingers dug into my waist as he replaced Warren. Warren, spent but still eager, shifting to toy with my breasts.

“I’ll never get enough of you,” I heard him mutter before pushing himself underneath me.

My soft moan of delight vibrated against Caleb’s rigid member still in my mouth. Every rocking thrust Vlad offered pushed deeper until the movements rolled like a tidal wave through me. We found our rhythm together, and before I could feel it coming, my climax hit me like a tsunami, a sheer force of nature. I swallowed back Caleb’s release as the climax took hold of me, and as I gasped, I felt Vlad come undone behind me.

We were four bodies, gasping and breathless and spent, and I laid amongst it all. Vlad collapsed around my legs. Warren’s head pressed against my stomach, and Caleb slumped beside me, his hands combing back my hair all damp with sweat.

“I guess it’s like they say,” Warren joked beside me, laughing as if he were drunk. “Teamwork makes the dream work.”

Vlad groaned. “If you don’t stop there, I will kick you out of this bed, literally.”

I looked up and saw a flash of blue eyes smoldering nearby. I found myself grinning like an idiot.

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