Page 59 of Following Their Heart

He bends, face near Rev’s, near mine, and he kisses me. And then, because I can reach him if I lean a little to the side, I open my mouth for his erection. He has to straighten it for me, because it wants to hug tight to his flat stomach. Holding it for me, he watches me intently with his stunning, green eyes, and I take him into my mouth.

I haven’t been this intimate with Scrap before. Knowing this is my first time with him like this fills my stomach with happy butterflies. I wonder what Rev thinks about it, the three of us being joined at the same time. Judging by the way he grinds inside me with a groan, he heartily approves.

Because of our position, my clit rubs against Rev’s pubic hair. Every thrust he provides from below sends brilliant zings through my body. While my daddy makes me see stars, I suck hard on Scrap, loving his salty taste, loving him, and I slide my hands over Shep and Brawn. Meanwhile, strong fingers pluck at my nipples, and I don’t know who those fingers belong to. The not knowing only adds to my arousal.

It’s a concert of pleasure, and we’re all playing a complementary part. It’s a commitment to togetherness. It’s a vow to harness our combined strength and use it to get back our leader.

I’m the one who comes first. I’m stimulated in so many different ways that I can’t hold back. The orgasm hits me like the fourth of July, and I cry out around Scrap, who joins me. Jets of creamy come fill my mouth.

My body flushes hot. I can’t coordinate my hands, so I just hold onto Shep and Brawn. Miscellaneous hands hold onto me, too. They fondle my breasts, rub my back, stroke my hair.

Rev slows his pounding to a gentle rocking. He’s still fully hard within me. My daddy has amazing control. With waves of orgasm receding back into the ocean of my pleasure, I redouble my efforts on Shep and Brawn.

Scrap kisses me with a gentleness that’s completely unlike his brash personality, and then Doc is there, sliding his penis between my lips. The look in his eyes—oh, the look in his eyes! His brown eyes are dark with desire, and as I take him as fully inside as I am able, they roll back, and his lids flutter closed.

My men are groaning. They’re breathing heavy. Curses are murmured like prayers in a chapel. There’s a rhythm to it, and that rhythm shoutssex!Even Grim, who is somewhere behind me, is joining us in that rhythm. I think he’s on the couch, and I think he’s pleasuring himself. I’m thrilled to my core that he can be involved in this beautiful expression ofus.

Hearing us all in chorus together ignites my fire again, and I find myself riding Rev with renewed enthusiasm. This time, my pleasure builds more slowly, and I can enjoy details that were lost in the initial frenzy. I notice the glint of light off the hoops in Scrap’s nipples. I notice his erection growing again and his hand, resting on Rev’s shoulder, and I wonder how secret their relationship is. I look forward to exploring it with them—just the three of us. I hum my appreciation around Doc’s shaft and trace my tongue over the ridge on its underside. His ridge is more pronounced than that of the others. I notice how enormous Brawn is in my hand, how high I have to reach to stroke him compared to Shep. I wonder if he’ll ever bend his rule and go inside me. I know his biggest fear is making me pregnant. I enjoy a moment of imagination. Maybe when I’m already pregnant, he’ll go inside me then. I notice the blue-green of Shep’s eyes as he watches me. His cheeks are ruddy above his blond beard, and when he licks his lips, I recognize the sign that he’s close.

I try something fun. I hope I can pull it off. I focus on rubbing my hand in a twisting motion over Brawn, paying close attention to the head with each pass. I use the moisture seeping from it to lubricate my strokes. At the same time, I slide my lips off of Doc, letting him fall free. He bobs before me, glistening and red, hot and needy. I’ll give him what he needs, but I want to share it between him and Shep.

I guide Shep’s head between my lips, and I lave him with a slutty tongue that’s already had two others to play with tonight. And when I take him in as far as I can, he shouts and immediately bathes my throat in his salty-sweet cocktail.

“Fuuuck, yeah,”Doc says, and after I release Shep, he’s back, reclaiming his place between lips I’ve just licked clean.

I have an out-of-body experience where I marvel at how free I feel being this intimate with several men. The girl I was before the Virus never would have believed I could be this way, but the woman I am now understands this is who I was always meant to be.

“C’mere,” Rev says. “Give Daddy a kiss, baby.” I expect Rev to guide me away from Doc and steal a kiss, and I’m perfectly willing to go and prolong Doc’s pleasure. But that’s not what happens. Instead, Rev reaches up and grasps the back ofScrap’sneck! With Scrap standing behind the chair, it’s easy for Rev to tilt up his chin and tug the younger man into a deep, searing kiss.

Well. I guess that answers that. Not secret at all.

“Shit,” Brawn hisses, and he jerks in my hand. Next thing I know, he’s jetting come onto my breasts.

“Christ,” Doc says, and he comes next, shooting into my mouth with an explosion of silky, creamy flavor.

Finally, with powerful lifts of his hips, Rev comes deep inside me. With Scrap’s mouth joined to his. And then I’m coming again, because it’s just all sohot.

Covered in Brawn’s come, I collapse on Rev’s chest.

My eyes are closed, so I don’t know who’s stroking my hair, who’s gently rubbing my back, or who’s kissing the back of my neck. And you know what? It doesn’t matter. Whoever’s doing what—it’s my guys. My protectors. My best friends.

After catching my breath, I peek over my shoulder at Grim.

He’s watching me with his dark, lust-drunk gaze, and his hand has a stranglehold on his penis, which is hard and ready, jutting from his open pants. He has his shirt off, something he never does around the others, and he’s absolutely incredible. His body is pale muscle stacked on pale muscle, and the look on his face is pure love.

“You can take one more cock tonight,” Rev says, and his lifts me off him. With a playful swat on my ass, he sends me off to Grim’s couch.

My hips and legs are sore from riding Rev, so when I kneel next to my strong husband, I ask him, “Can I lie back?”

“Of course,Druzhyna.” Handling me like I’m as delicate as a glass ornament, he lowers me to the couch and crawls over me. His erection juts rudely and wonderfully from the V of his open jeans. The scratchy material of the couch cools my fevered skin as Grim’s weight presses me down. With a careful hand, he scoops my knee up. My hands find his glutes, hard mounds beneath denim, and, with a sigh, he enters me.

Grim kisses me while he makes love to me. I keep my gaze on him between our long kisses, but I know we’re being watched. Avidly.

I hear the others breathing. I hear Doc say,“Fuuuck,”again. I hear Rev say, “Isn’t she beautiful, our baby girl?” And I hear several masculine voices agree.

I don’t think I’m going to be able to come again, but Grim slides a hand between us and draws delicious circles over my clit. Soon, despite my doubts, I’m soaring and crying out into his mouth, and he’s adding his come to Rev’s deep inside me.

Euphoria makes my naked body melt into the couch. I don’t even care that the fabric is threadbare and scratchy. I don’t care that Grim is a solid, too-warm weight on top of me. I’m deliciously sated and beyond content. I will cherish these moments with my men for the rest of my life. The only thing that could possibly be better is if Jud were here, too.

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