Dylan laughed. “You want to taste me? Or do you want me on you?”
I was so far beyond embarrassment. “On me.”
One finger slid inside me, and then another. The way they curled had me digging my fingers into the blankets and arching my back, trying to force my hips into his mouth, wordlessly begging for more. I neededmore.
“Close your eyes,” Dylan said.
I obeyed, surrendering. Heat struck my face, the sweetest thing I’d ever smelled. Maple syrup that enveloped me. The feeling of it sent me over the edge. The orgasm had me crying out on every breath and it didn’t seem to stop.
Even when fingers spread his cum to cover more of me. Even when the next wave of heat hit my back as Liam came. I shuddered, savoring the bliss.
Strong hands slid up the sides of my back, thumbs pressing into my spine and massaging, covering me with them, just like I’d asked.
“Why do you like it?” No judgement in Liam’s tone.
“It feels like you’re claiming me,” I mumbled. “Like I belong to you.”
Four purrs rose in the silence. “You do,” Jack said. “You do.”
He didn’t flip me over, instead choosing to line himself up behind me and wrap his body around mine. “And I’m the only one who hasn’t knotted you yet. That changes now.”
One word, and I was once again on fire.
What a beautiful way to burn.
CHAPTER NINE
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LIAM
Fuckthat felt good. I hadn’t had a dream like this in forever. But considering we were fucking day and night, the dream wasn’t exactly unexpected.
Gentle, wet heat enveloped my cock. And a small sound.
My eyes flew open.
This wasn’t a dream.
Eva was between my legs, doing her best to suck me off even though I barely fit in her mouth. Outside the windows it was pitch black, city lights glittering, and the others were asleep.
I reached down and wove my fingers through her hair. “What are you doing, honey?”
The softest giggle reached my ears, but she didn’t stop, her tongue working beneath the head of my cock like she knew it was the surest way to get me off. And it was. If she kept doing that, I was going to cover her with my orgasm in less than a minute.
That wouldn’t do.
I sat up and reached for her. The pout on her face was adorable. “Don’t make me stop.”
“I’m not. I’m just making both of us more… comfortable.” She gasped as I lifted her and turned her, letting her mouth stay where she wanted to be while settling her perfect pussy directly over my face. “There.”
She swirled her tongue around the tip again, taking as much of me as she could. I had a short dick, but it was thick as hell, and I loved feeling her mouth stretch in order to get anywhere close.
Having the source of her perfume so close made my mouth water and my cock harder than it already was. Pulling her down onto my mouth was as close as I would ever experience to heaven, I was sure.
Was there rose-flavored coffee? We would need to find some, otherwise I didn’t know if I’d be able to start my day without tasting her.
She was smooth as silk against my tongue, hips moving in their own rhythm, fucking herself on my tongue. I chuckled before devouring her. Eva’s body went limp, and she wasn’t even pretending to suck me off now. Fine by me. We’d take care of that later.
