He nips lightly at my sensitive flesh, and I shudder and turn into the kiss Knox is pressing to my mouth.
Gage’s fingers are in my hair, carding through the silver strands, and I’m quickly losing track of everything as each touch and sensation blends into the next, becoming this tidal wave of arousal that threatens to suck me under and keep me there. Not that I’m complaining.
My eyes flutter closed, and my hands slide out, trying to touch them all back in turn. My fingers slide over whatever they can reach, and the room is filled with the sound of my moans. I breathe their names, each one an almost plea for more, even though I don’t know who’s doing what anymore.
It doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I have them here, and I want them to make me feel good so I can make them feel good in return.
All of a sudden, there’s the shock of an ice cold tongue on my pussy, and I yelp in surprise, my eyes flying open.
“Holy shit!” I hiss breathlessly. “What the—”
I look down to see Ash grinning. He’s got an ice cube between his teeth, which he must’ve grabbed from the kitchen while Knox was carrying me up the stairs.
“You like that, killer?”
“Yes,” I moan, my clit throbbing hard. “I’ve never felt something like that before.”
“Good. I figured a little ice might be fun.” He waggles his eyebrows at me. “Since you’re so hot, I thought you might need something to cool you down.”
I start to roll my eyes at his awful pun, but before I can, he dips his head again, making me arch off the bed.
“Fuuuck!” I whisper-scream.
He drags the ice over the skin of my inner thigh, leaving a cold, wet trail that really is a perfect contrast to the heat and warmth that’s been building. His tongue feels even colder when he goes back to licking my pussy, and I shiver. The temperature play makes me ache at my center, and I twist and moan on the bed.
The others don’t stop their onslaught either. That mouth switches between my nipples, licking and biting until they’re so sensitive that just a gust of warm breath over them is enough to have me shaking and moaning for more.
Ash keeps licking me, and Gage and Knox keep touching me, and it’s enough to make me come again, right then and there.
I cry out, wordless and needy, arching and trembling under the force of it. This one hits me even harder than the first, and my toes curl from the intensity of it.
“Good girl,” Gage says. “So fucking good. You want more?”
I open my eyes to look at him, and he’s standing beside the bed, watching me with those intense green eyes. Even though I literally just came, my body still aches. Two orgasms, and I haven’t had any of them inside me yet, and I want it.
I want it so fucking bad.
“Please,” I moan, reaching for him. “I need…”
I barely have the breath to speak at all as I come down from my orgasm, but Gage knows what I want. He grins, slow and almost wicked.
“Anything for you, baby girl,” he tells me and starts to strip.
He’s so fucking hot, and my gaze stays locked on his body as he reveals it bit by bit. The men all have scars from their various escapades, but I like the way they look. Those imperfections and marks just make them seem more human, more harshly beautiful in my eyes.
Once he’s naked, the guys swap positions so Gage can lie down on the bed, and I climb on top of him, straddling him and sinking down onto his hard cock. I’m so wet that it happens easily, my body accepting him like he belongs there.
Gage puts his hands on my hips, and I ride him, bouncing up and down, rolling my hips in undulating circles.
“Fuck,” he curses. His fingers dig into my hips, and I hope it leaves marks. I hope I can look down at them tomorrow and remember this. “Look at you,” he pants. “You’re so fucking—”
He breaks off with a moan when I slam back down on his lap, riding him hard and fast.
I can feel the others watching, their eyes intent on the bed. When I turn my head to look, I see Knox standing off to the side, his hand wrapped around his cock while he strokes it.
He grins when he sees me looking and flashes me a wink.
“You’re so sexy like this,” he murmurs gruffly, the tattoos on his forearm rippling as he grips his shaft harder. “Riding that cock like you need it. Like it’s all you want.”
I moan and keep going, but before I can hit my climax, Knox comes over and lifts me off Gage’s cock, plucking me up like I weigh nothing. I make a disappointed noise, and he just laughs and tips me onto my back with my head hanging off the edge of the bed.
Then Knox crawls up onto the mattress and settles between my legs. He thrusts into my pussy, and even though it’s already wet for him, his size makes it a bit of a stretch.
“So tight,” he groans, sounding almost delirious, like he’s high on me.
Upside down, I see Ash come over, cock in hand. Before he can even say anything, I open my mouth for him, and he slides right in.
Having both of them in me like this makes me shiver with pleasure, and I lie there while they fuck me, using my pussy and my mouth with rough, demanding movements.
Knox grabs my thighs and spreads my legs wider, almost painfully so, and I let him, moaning around Ash’s cock in my mouth. Knox doesn’t really do anything gently, and I can tell he’s past the point of holding back. He rams himself into my pussy, hitting a deep spot that makes me writhe on the bed.
“Shit, that’s good,” he grunts, thrusting harder, his pelvis slapping against mine.
Ash fucks my mouth, but thankfully not with the same amount of force. He draws himself back slowly and then pushes back in, and I try to move my tongue along the underside of his cock to give him more sensation.
He moans my name and grins down at me.
“You look like a damn sex goddess,” Ash pants. “You’re perfect at this. Just fucking made for it. Made for us.”
His words go right to my head, and I arch up a bit, meeting Knox in the middle of that next thrust.
I feel fingers on my clit, working me up even more, and I try to arch into the feeling of it, hungry for more even though I already have two cocks in me. Those fingers don’t stop at my clit, though. They press inside my core a little, where Knox is fucking me, stretching me almost painfully.
But I like the burn. I like the way it feels to be so full, to be overwhelmed by these men.
Gage’s deep voice floats up over the moans and sounds of me sucking Ash.
“Would you let two of us fuck you here one day?” he asks, his voice darkly sinful. “You take us so beautifully together, in your ass and your pussy. Would you let us both fuck your sweet pussy? Would you open yourself up to let us in like that? Let us split you open on our cocks?”
His dirty words rile me up even more, along with the feeling of his fingers inside me. The question puts the image in my mind, and I can’t help thinking about them in different combinations, working themselves into my pussy until I’m so full I can barely stand it.