Page 10 of Room Six

Am I wetting Rune? Is it a turn on for him? I wish I wasn’t so naïve about what men like? I see it with the members, but I can only assume.

Rune breaks out into a string of curses. “Fuck, she’s already dripping all over my cock, Danika, and we haven’t even taken her yet. She’s gonna grip our cocks and ruin us entirely.”

Rune turns my head and takes my lips in an unhurried kiss. He’s greedy and likes to take what he wants when he wants it, I am quickly learning. They all do. “You’re our fucking goddess, petals.”

Ours?

For the night, is what he means.

I meet Oliver’s dark look, groaning at how close he is to me. He kneels at my side looking at me through hooded eyes. He’s stroking his hard cock in slow, languid strokes. All I have to do is turn my head and lean forward a little and I could have another taste.

“Do you want a taste?”

I nod, taking the edge of my lip between my teeth. My pulse pounds and I feel the throb throughout my entire body.

“Such a greedy girl,” Oliver lifts my head from his friend’s shoulder with one hand. The other is wrapped around his length. He puts the fat, swollen head to my mouth and coats my lips with his pre-cum.

“Open for me, lover.”

I follow Oliver’s guidance. He slips in, gliding his thick cock over my tongue. He pushes in until he taps the back of my throat. His head falls back and the groan of masculine pleasure that comes from his mouth causes goosebumps to flush across my heated skin.

I gasp as he pulls out and pushes back in. He does it again, but this time, I don’t let him go so easily.

He hisses fiercely and the hand he holds my head with tightens around my hair.

I swallow, shivering in ecstasy. Our eyes connect and the shock of electricity between us is powerful. “Just like that,” he encourages, his eyes blazing with the same need kindling inside my core.

Between my legs, his friend takes that moment to slip a finger into my virgin pussy while Rune devotes all his attention to my breasts. Seeking fingers tug and pinch at my nipples while he slowly grinds his shaft through the crack of my ass.

Danika pushes in another finger and I unconsciously rock my hips and moan around Oliver’s cock.

Oliver rumbled out words in a language my frazzled brain can’t recognize at the moment. His words drip with liquid fire and fall from his lips with heat and passion.

“Open wide, take more of me, lover.” I do as he instructs and savor the taste of his pre-cum. I hollow my cheeks around his length and feel the pulse of his shaft as Danika eats his fill of my pussy.

My gaze rakes over the inked chains and the scars slashing across Oliver’s abdomen and torso. Others might see imperfection, but all I see is masculine beauty.

Strong fingers dig into the tender flesh of my thighs. Danika swirls, dips and slides his expert knowledge of how to send a woman crashing into an orgasm.

Heat spreads and the fire consumes every live nerve ending from my core outward.

I arch into the pleasure. Oliver pulls out and joins his friend. Roughened fingers against my throbbing clit is too much. He flicks and strokes with just the right amount of pressure.

“Danika! Oh! Oliver, please!” I beg. “Oliver!” The warm sound of his unhurried chuckle infuriates me. I try to sit up and pull away from all the sensations bombarding my senses, but Rune’s hold on me turns unyielding.

“Shh, petals. Let them make you feel good,” he purrs into my ear in a low gravelly tone.

I shudder and pull in a deep, ragged breath as Danika’s tongue drags across my pussy and gets hotter, more insistent. I have no choice but to clutch at Oliver and Rune when Danika spreads my ass open and his tongue…

“Danika! Wait, what are you…”

“Is Danika licking your ass, petals?”

“Oh, God…”

Rune’s low laugh vibrates into my back and is a whole other sensation to add to my rapidly growing list. “Yes, yes, he is!” Oliver holds me open when I try to close my legs around Danika’s shoulders. “Does it feel good?” he asks, stroking two fingers over my clit.

Thick muscular arms wrap around me and I’m anchored to Rune’s chest. “Answer Oliver. Tell him the truth. There’s nothing to be shy about.”

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