Page 71 of Inked Beasts

“Samesies,” Thorn says solemnly.

I giggle, and the three of them look at me like I’ve done something wonderful.

* * *

Three months later

Lips nuzzle my neck. “Mmm,” I murmur sleepily, and wiggle my butt against the hard cock that’s nestled in its cleft. A moment later, hands and mouths begin a gentle but thorough exploration, waking me from my erotic dreams into blissful reality.

The bed is enormous, custom-made, and big enough to hold all of us in our new home together. We moved in two months ago, and being with all my men every night is even more wonderful than I’d imagined.

Almost every morning starts this way, with our bodies joining. Sometimes it’s me, waking first and sliding down to welcome one of the men into the day with a blow job, and sometimes it’s one of them who gets things going. Either way, if I ever wondered if I’d get tired of having sex several times a day, the answer is an emphatic no.

Whoever’s spooning me from behind lifts my upper leg and pushes slowly inside my wetness, filling me with his delicious girth. I groan in delight and open my eyes to see a broad chest, as another of my men fits himself to my front and rocks his hips, rubbing his cock against my clit.

I tilt my head up to see Thorn smiling at me. “Good morning,” I say, and then I gasp as the climax hits, any further words dissolving into a long moan as I clench repeatedly around the cock inside me.

Once I have some brain cells back, a look over my shoulder confirms my guess that it’s Gage. He smiles, kisses my shoulder, and slowly pulls out, still hard.

Before I can protest, Thorn lifts me, slides under me, and settles me on his cock. I sink down slowly and then lean down to kiss him, waiting for the cool touch of lube against my back entrance.

We don’t always end this way, but it’s one of my favorite things, having all my men inside me at once. It’s a beautiful illustration of the truth that each of them loves me, totally and completely, and I feel the same about them.

A kiss on my ear. “Ready?” Kai asks.

In answer, I turn my head and claim his mouth. The kiss is almost languid, the fire banked but ready to burn bright. Then he starts to press inside me, and I close my eyes to better savor the sensation. I love the amazing fullness of having one cock in my pussy and another in my ass.

Given our varying schedules, I’ve had threesomes with Kai and Thorn and with Thorn and Gage, as well as with Kai and Gage again. There have also been encounters with each of the men individually. My sex life will never be boring.

Holding out a hand, I summon Gage to the head of the bed, where he kneels beside me. He feeds his cock into my mouth, and I taste myself on him, smiling up at him as Kai and Thorn begin to move.

It doesn’t take them long to bring me, but we’ve all developed stamina, and they last a long time before they finish. They’re always considerate lovers, making sure I come as many times as my body can stand before they finally follow me into oblivion and flood me with their seed.

In the afterglow, we snuggle under the covers for a little while longer before the men carry me to the bathroom for cleanup so we can start our day.

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The first thing I do when I go downstairs is feed the pets. Right after we moved in together, we rescued a pair of cats from the shelter. Sable is all black, and Domino is black and white. They are wonderful, and we all spoil them, which they take as their absolute due.

Kai oversaw the decor when we moved in, blending all our different styles into an eclectic but harmonious whole. I love wandering through the house and seeing the little groupings he’s put together: one of his sculptures alongside one of Thorn’s posters, a plant from me in a colorful pot, and one of Gage’s early drawings in a handmade frame. We have pillows and throws, area rugs, candles, textile hangings, plants everywhere—so much sensual delight, everywhere you turn. I’ve never felt more at home anywhere, and I love that our home is welcoming to others, too.

My mom has come for a visit; the guest room is located downstairs, far away from the master suite for everyone’s peace of mind. And we’ve had the Sanchezes over for dinner, of course. Things are much better with them now.

We stopped to visit Gage’s family in California on the way back from Bali, and told them they are welcome to visit anytime. I hope they only show up a few at a time, though, or we’ll be bursting at the seams even though it’s a big house.

By the time I finish feeding the cats, Thorn has started making breakfast. He lets us assist when we want to, and he’s happy to take requests, but there’s no question that he rules the kitchen. All of our stomachs agree that this is a very good thing.

Someone’s gotten the coffee going, and also started the kettle for tea. I take my seat at the table with Gage and Kai. The cats wind around our ankles, talking to us, as is their habit.

“What’s your schedule today?” Kai asks me.

“Busy.” Plucking a strawberry from the bowl on the table, I take a bite, savoring the juicy tartness. “I have twelve weddings in May, and then the wedding season really kicks off in June.”

I polish off the strawberry. “Fortunately, Clare’s agreed to hire another person for weddings, or I’d be working twenty-hour days for the next few months. What about you two?”

“First client at eleven,” Gage says. “Phase one of a big fantasy-themed project.”

“Nice.” His and Kai’s tv-show judging stint went well, and the first couple of episodes have already aired, because the network had a gap in its schedule. Which means Inked Beasts, and Kai and Gage in particular, are more in demand than ever. They’re making plans to open another location, and they have to be choosy about which clients they take on, since it’s impossible to accommodate everyone who wants their talent.

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