Page 48 of Christmas with Four Tattoo Artists

Julia

The flickering glow of the flames illuminated their faces, casting shadows that danced over their strong features. It was an intimate setting, and the tension in the room was thick, crackling like the logs in the hearth.

Kai was the first to break the silence, his deep voice resonating through the cabin. "Are you sure, Julia?" His eyes searched mine, looking for any sign of hesitation.

With a nod, I reached out to him, my hand sliding up to grasp

the back of his neck. I pulled him down to me, our lips meeting in a heated kiss that seemed to echo throughout the room. The taste of him was intoxicating, a potent mixture of wine and a flavor that was uniquely Kai.

I felt hands on me, helping me undress, their touches gentle and careful. Kai broke away from our kiss to watch as I was revealed to them, his gaze dark with desire. Andrew was next to claim my lips, his kiss softer, but no less passionate. As I kissed him back, I felt hands trailing over my skin, making my body tingle in anticipation. He teased my nipples, and I moaned as they went hard against his touch.

James took his turn, pulling me toward him. He kissed me, slow and deep, his hands wandering over my body. He was gentle, his movements careful and considerate. I melted into him, surrendering to the sensations that were sweeping over me.

“You ready to give yourself over, baby?” he asked, taking his lips from the curve of my neck for long enough to speak. “Because we’re ready to make you ours.”

“So ready.”

The silence and gruffness of Finn didn't extend to the bedroom. As he kissed me, I felt him open up, the intensity of his kiss speaking volumes about his feelings. I was swept away in the whirlwind of passion that he invoked in me.

As I took turns kissing each of them, I felt hands, lips, exploring every inch of my body. The guys were constantly checking in, making sure I was ready and that I was comfortable.

And I was. More than I'd ever been in my life. It was right and it was what I wanted, for all of them to take me, to claim me at once.

I let my gaze wander over them, appreciating the sight of their naked bodies, their long, thick cocks pointing straight up.

"Two feasts in one night,” I said. “One for my belly, the other for my eyes.” There was a moment of heated silence before Andrew broke it.

“We’re about ready to feast again ourselves,” he said, his eyes moving hungrily over me.

"Only question is where to begin,” Finn added, the corners of his lips twitching up in amusement.

“How about seeing how well she can obey?” James suggested.

Kai nodded. “I like that. If she’s going to have all of us at once, she’s going to need to know how to be a good girl who does what she’s told.”

I reached out, my hands exploring their bodies. “I think you know how good of a girl I can be.”

“Get on your knees,” James said.

I was helpless before the commanding tone of his voice, my pussy so wet and yearning that I could barely think. The men took their seats, and I eyed up their cocks eagerly, licking my lips in anticipation, their lengths thick and hard and ready.

It was a dance, a choreography of desire and need, as I took turns pleasuring each man with my mouth. I loved the taste of them, the feel of their bodies shuddering under my touch, their groans filling the room. They were responsive, their hands on me as I moved between them, each man making sure to keep me close.

I was teasing them, taking my time, relishing the intimacy of the act. I loved the feel of them in my mouth, their taste, the sounds they made. I loved the power I held over them, and the pleasure I was giving them.

They watched me, their eyes dark with desire, their bodies straining with need. But they waited, letting me take control, letting me set the pace.

When I finally pulled away, they moved in. Their hands were on me, their bodies pressing against mine, their mouths finding the most sensitive spots on my body. James was between my legs, his tongue skilled as he brought me to the edge.

I gasped, my body arching as the pleasure washed over me. My hands clung to them, my nails digging into their skin. I could feel their bodies tense as they watched me climax, their eyes on me as I writhed beneath their touch.

“God, I could taste you all day,” James said. With a swipe of the back of his hand, he cleaned my juices from his lips.

I had never felt so desired, so wanted. It was intoxicating, overwhelming, the connection I felt with them.

They moved in, one after the other, each man taking his turn with me. I had never experienced anything like it, the pleasure building with each man, each position.

Finn was first, his strong, tattooed body moving above me. His rhythm was slow and steady, his eyes never leaving mine. The sight of his powerful body, the feel of him inside me, was enough to bring me to the edge once again. James kissed me as my orgasm approached, the twin sensations of his lips on mine and Finn’s cock buried deep inside almost too much to take. Finn’s climax followed mine, his body shuddering above me.

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