“Go suck Coal’s cock while I get this tight ass ready for my dick,” Dean demands, and Quil smirks but doesn’t argue. My movements slow, but as Quil drops to his knees in front of Coal, I bounce faster.
“Kiss me, flower,” Coal begs, leaning forward until our lips crash together. Matteo has one hand on my breast and the other he brings forward, circling my clit slowly. I have to pull away from Coal’s kiss, because my pussy starts to flutter over Matteo’s cock, and I bounce faster, chasing my orgasm.
“Fuck, you’re so sexy,” Quil whispers, as all of my men watch me come on Matteo. I drag my mate over the edge with me, and when he knots me, my orgasm intensifies. When my legs grow too weak to keep me up, Matteo holds me tightly.
“More,” I whisper when his knot finally releases me.
“Change of plans, boys. Get our Luna on the bed,” Dean demands. I’m not sure who carries me, but when I look up, I’m lying on the bed, and all four of my men are surrounding me.
“Just one little taste,” Dean whispers, just before I feel his tongue slide across my pussy, making my back arch off the bed.
“How do you want us, Delilah?” Quil asks, and I shake my head, too lost in pleasure to answer. Dean pulls away, making me groan in frustration because I was so close to another orgasm.
“Answer, Luna. Tell us what you want.”
“Just knot me! All of you!” I beg, making them chuckle. In a flash, Dean is pushing his dick insideme and pounding hard and fast, making me scream. Two hot mouths close over each of my nipples, and someone circles my clit once more.
It’s more than I can handle, and I’m coming again. I lock my legs around Dean’s waist as he starts to knot me, and none of my men let up as I come over and over.
Everything fades away except for the feeling of them all around me.
I never want to leave this bed.
I must fall asleep at some point, because when I open my eyes, I’m surrounded by my men, and the room is black.
“Fuck,” I hear a male voice grunt beside me, and I realize it’s Coal.
I roll and see that Quil is sucking his dick, and the grin he gives me lets me know he knew I was waking up.
“Climb on top, Delilah.”
Once again, I do as I’m told and can’t say I’m mad when my screams of pleasure wake my other men from their deep sleep.
We spend what feels like days, but was probably only a few hours, in bed. They make love to me and fuck me hard. Every time I think I’m too tired to go again, my body has me climbing onto another one of my men.
By the time the sun comes up, we’re all too tired to move.
This is how I want to spend my life.
Happy, surrounded by my men, and so fucking in love.
As long as we have each other, I know everything else will be okay.
Delilah - Two Years Later
“Oh, fucking heck…” I grumble, as the two babies in my very large stomach have me rolling over in bed once more.
“You okay?” a very tired Matteo asks, as he cradles our one-year-old son, rocking him back to sleep.
“Shhh,” Dean scolds, rocking our one-year-old’s twin brother.
“These girls are giving me hell,” I complain, just before someone starts massaging my feet. I look down to see it’s Quil, who has a frown firmly in place as he stares at my stomach.
“You don’t know they’re girls…” he grumbles, making me chuckle.
“Two sets of fraternal twins. Two boys. One fathered by Matteo, and the other by Dean… I know these two will be girls.” I pause, as a particularly hard kick nearly crushes my kidney. “Oh, ouch. Okay, I’m wrong. Only one of these babies is a girl.” I look back over at Quil. “She’s definitely yours,” I tease, making Coal chuckle beside me.
“Fitting,” Quil mumbles, still half asleep.
