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When Baker taps my lips with the crown of his cock, leaving pre-cum behind, I turn my head and open for him. The groan he lets out as he slides inside my mouth and my lips tighten around his shaft is feral. Just how I like my men.
I know Kirill is going to fill my pussy until he’s balls deep, but now that I’m not looking at him, I have no idea when he’ll do it. The anticipation is almost too much.
Huck bows his head and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. He plays with it, using the tip of his tongue in a way which has me shivering. Maxim’s fingers tighten on my hips to hold me in place as he pumps up into my ass.
My brain is overloaded with too many sensations. Pleasure starts to coil in my gut, tightening with every movement my men make.
It’s too much.
It’s not enough.
Just when I’m on the edge, my orgasm threatening to push me over the edge, Kirill fills me until he’s buried all the way inside of me.
A scream works its way up my throat, but it can’t escape because Baker pushes himself deeper at that very moment. His growl tells me just how much he likes the vibrations running along his length.
Huck’s fingers pluck my other nipple, twisting it and pinching it just enough to make me squeeze my eyes closed. All I can do is feel and ride this wave, giving myself over to my men.
They’ll hold me close and give me everything I need.
My trust in them is absolute and allows my mind to float in a haze of desire I had never experienced before I met my husbands. It feels like I’m flying and falling at the same time.
As my heart beats harder, my stomach tightens. Someone reaches between Kirill and I, their thumb pressing down on my clit. It could be any of them, my mind too jumbled to recognize their touch at the moment even though I normally can tell the difference between them.
Right now, I just don’t care.
“Oaklynn,” Kirill barks, “come.”
And that’s all it takes. I’m no longer flying or floating. I’m careening.
Stars dance through my mind, blissful and bright. My body locks up and my pussy walls clench down on Kirill, begging him to fill me with his cum. And he responds.
I can feel every jet of his cum filling me, the warmth of his release spreading through me and heightening my pleasure. Baker grunts and I’m swallowing him down.
Maxim starts to move faster and harder as Kirill slips out of me and is replaced by Huck. As Baker slips from my mouth, I gasp for air and look up at Huck who is now looming over me with a smirk on his face.
“You’re messy, Sweet Girl, but we’re not done with you yet.”
“Please,” I husk the word, my throat sore from the way Baker was fucking my throat.
Maxim and Huck move together, making my eyes cross as my back arches. I’m lost. To them. To the pleasure.
Reality feels like clouds between my fingers, evaporating just as I touch them and try to hold on. All I am is feeling. All I am is bliss.
Someone pinches my clit and my body jolts as I’m send spiraling again. Huck and Maxim roar at the same time, filling me with their cum just as my body tumbles over the edge again.
My eyes stay closed and I’m only vaguely aware of Huck and Maxim pulling out of me and resting me back on our bed before I’m cleaned up. I try to open my eyes, but I can’t.
Darkness surrounds me and I don’t get the chance to worry about what comes next. Whatever it is, we’ll face it head on and turn anyone who gets in our way to ash.
CHAPTER 15
HUCK
I’m going over the specs for Pulse, including the security and camera systems in place. I have a feeling the place won’t be named Pulse much longer. Our woman has been practically bursting with ideas for the last week. It’s been fucking adorable, though I haven’t said as much to her.
She wants to be taken seriously and being called adorable would not go along with that. I can’t say I blame her. She wants to prove to us that giving her the club was the right move, and her determination warms my heart. None of us feel like she has anything to prove, but she’s not ready to hear it.
Not yet at least.
