Page 41 of Room Seven

I moan into Viper’s mouth, desperate to feel everything I missed over the last three years.

Mirsha drags a finger through my juices and then gently eases the digit into my warm channel. I clench around him and suck on Viper’s tongue at the same time. It sets him off and his hands move over me in ways I’ve wanted since he hauled me out of the airplane.

With them, I don’t need to hide the real me behind a fake smile or pretend I don’t want everything that comes with having multiple lovers.

Starting now.

Uncontrollable sensations rocket from my core outward, leaving nerve endings on fire as it rips through me. “Mirsha, please. Yes,” I gasp when he takes another finger and breaches the wall of my back entrance.

The assault against my senses has me clenching around thick fingers.

My gaze seeks Luther’s a moment before coming back to Viper’s. He captures my mouth with his, wrapping a hand around my throat. Held in place, his possessive tongue sweeps over my plump bottom lip and I read his silent command and open for him.

Embers stir and those tiny flecks of lust swirling inside me for hours form one huge whipping flame. Heat licks against my insides and I can’t seem to catch my breath.

Luther turns me to face him. “Easy, sweetness. Mirsha is only preparing you for us. Let him stretch you a little so it won’t hurt so much.”

Shaking breaths rattle deep inside my chest.

My heart trembles and quakes in my chest. These men will be the death of my heart.

Please God, help me keep from falling uncontrollably.

But I fear it’s too late for me. Possibly for all of us. With their hands and tongues all over me, we’ve all fallen for the forbidden and now our punishment is to come. I know it like I know I love all three of my godfathers won’t stop at just one night.

Viper and Luther devour me. Lips, teeth, and tongues all work over my heated skin. Luther chuckles a light masculine sound when his friend’s tongue sweeps over my nipples and I shudder in their hold. I drive fingers into thick black hair to my right, summer blonde to my left. I hold them to me and I don’t ever want to let go.

Warm lips wrap around my clit, pulling my attention downward. Mirsha’s works both entrances in tandem.

In and out.

I suck in a gasping breath at the shockwaves shooting outward from my core. I barely manage to catch my breath when he does it again, and almost on command, my body gives him the juices he wants.

“Argh, Mirsha!”

Planting my feet on either side of him, I rock my hips, desperate for the orgasm lingering just out of reach.

A wicked sound emits from his chest that has me frustrated and desperate. Breathing heavily, I beg some more. “Mirsha, please. I need to release all this pressure. I need to come, damn it!”

“Mirsha, what?” he rumbles like he doesn’t know the torture he is putting me through.

Viper has found he enjoys tormenting my nipples while his friend likes me stroking him as he kisses every exposed inch of my neck.

His grip holds my hand in place and he sets the rhythm. “If you make me come too early, I won’t let you come until the very end,” he warns, and I almost feel tempted to take him up on the challenge.

Almost.

The bed dips between my legs and Mirsha comes over me, cock in hand. With the help of my men, I slowly sit up.

Milk drips from the slit of his cock and makes my mouth water for a taste. I lick my lips, ready, but Viper holds me back when I reach for Mirsha.

“Easy, baby girl. Let Luther help you.”

Kneeling beside me, Luther takes Mirsha’s girth in hand as Viper pushes my mouth open with a thumb on my chin.

“Lick up all that milk. Pass your tongue over the slit and get all those juices before you take your godfather in that sweet mouth.”

Luther strokes Mirsha from the base up, giving me more to clean.

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