Page 9 of Room Six

Danika takes my hand and guides it to Oliver’s impressive cock. Pre-cum drips from the end. He wraps his hand around mine and together we stroke him from base to tip. With each upward caress, more hot seed spills from the slit. I stroke my thumb through the liquid, tempted to taste him. But what would they think of me if I did such a daring move?

“There’s nothing to be shy about, Magnolia. It’s okay to want. But you look so beautiful when you are so unsure.” He takes his thumb, gathers a fat drop of his pre-cum and holds it out for me to lick clean. “You can have a taste, beautiful.”

With Danika looking on and Rune keeping me steady, I lean forward and open for their friend. Holding his gaze, I stick out my tongue and moan when I taste him.

“Close your mouth, baby, and lick it clean.”

I follow his lead and moan around his thumb. Tangy and salty.

Danika pulls my attention his way.

He has a scar through his left eyebrow. A fight? An accident? Does it matter? I trace the thin white line.

“Magnolia?” Danika is on his knees in front of me. His scent fills my lungs. There is no boundary between us. He lifts my chin and nibbles on the edge. I always hated the dipped in the middle, but the way he lavishes my cleft chin with so much attention he makes me feel utterly perfect.

“Yes?” I whisper, when my senses take a moment to work.

“Look up.”

I follow his line of sight.

“Oh,” I say breathlessly. Scattered lights around the room throw us in stark relief to the white sheets beneath us. The sight of us intertwined together is beautiful.Theyare breathtakingly stunning. Together we paint a picture of carnal lust.

“You’re irresistible. Look how beautiful you are between your three lovers,” Rune whispers in my ear like he is sharing a secret just between us.

I can’t fathom the idea that they have not shared a lover before me, but each of them make me feel treasured. All three are talking like our coming together is fate, but it is all part of their ruse. I am sure women all over the world have fallen for their games. And that is okay. This is a fantasy, right?

“Lay her back, Rune.”

Rune reclines and takes me down with him. Hot skin on skin. He spreads me over his torso face up and Oliver settles my feet wide, exposing me to Danika’s gaze.

Their eyes caress over the swell of my breasts, the dip, and rise of my hips and womanly curves. This is as filthy as it is perverse, and I love it.

Rune reaches around me and gathers the weight of my breasts in both hands. He massages and squeezes their heavy weight with perfect pressure.

My head relaxes on his shoulder, but I want nothing more than to melt into the bliss of his claiming touch. But not yet. Not while his friends grip my thighs and hold me open.

I know what comes next and I have this burning need to watch it happen so I can commit this moment into my memory.

Danika lowers his dark head between my thighs. When he drags the pad of his wet tongue over my throbbing clit I cry out so loud my entire world quakes.

“Has another man ever licked your sweet pussy before, petals?” Runes asks. “Be honest.”

I shake my head embarrassed I might not be experienced enough to pleasure these men fully.

“Mm…Then watch how much he enjoys the tastes of you on his tongue. Watch your lover lick your juices and pleasure that beautiful pussy.” He points to the mirror above us and for a long moment I can’t look away.

Blond hair blends with black. All their richly tan skin makes the milky cream of mine stand out.

And then there is Danika. His wide back is on full display. I was right about the tattoos. They wrap around his muscular back.

“Do you wanna come on his tongue, petals?”

Rune tips my chin around and angles his head to where he can look me in the eye when I say, “More than anything in the world.”

A masculine groan comes from between my legs. I dig my fingers into Danika’s thick hair. “Oh—yes—good,” I moan. There’s truly nothing between any of us and that makes me wetter. Hot liquid drips down the crack of my ass and I can feel it wetting me in places I’ve never had a man before.

I guess that makes me a double virgin. I shudder at the thought that comes to mind. Hoping...maybe. Would I be brave enough if it came to that? I hope so. Oliver spread my folds for his friend.

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