And was this dance leading to something?
Fuck. This dance is definitely leading to something.It’s the first time it occurs to me that this night spent together would end in sex, but now it’s the only thing I can think about. And as I’m thinking about it, I start to picture how exactly these four men would end up inside of me. The pictures I concoct should probably scare me. But for some reason, they don’t.
The men exchange glances. There’s a silent challenge in the air. Lucien is the first one to drop his shorts, and oh my fucking God, his cock is as nice as I remember it. I stare, open mouthed, but snap my mouth shut when I see him looking at me, a big grin on his face.
Sevrin gets naked next, and, yes ma’am, he’s a fine thing to look at. There’s not a look of cockiness on his face, but it’s like he knows exactly what I’m thinking. As he dances, his dick bobbing to the unheard music, I’m overwhelmed by the sheer size of him. He’s certainly been blessed.
Gareth is next, and the big guy does not disappoint. I didn’t get to spend nearly as much time doing dirty things to his cock as I did to the other two, but the sight of him is permanently etched in my mind. As he dances, his cock seems to jerk, and I realize it’s because I’m staring at him. And it’s nice to see that I affect him like that.
Alaric is last and seems to debate with himself for a long time before finally letting the material drop to his ankles. He tugs at it, moving it slowly lower, putting his whole rock hard belly on display, pulling it until I can’t believe his cock hasn’t just jumped out, and then it does, and the material hits his ankles, and my heart stops. Holy fuck. That’s a monster cock. That’s… four men’s dicks put together.
I have to clench my teeth together to keep the words “Holy shit” from exploding from my lips. It’s obvious he’s bigger than the other men, but they don’t need to know that I’ve noticed that. Besides, these boys have erections big enough to fly a sail off of. They have nothing to be embarrassed about.
But then, they notice. Of course, they notice.
“Alaric!” Lucien exclaims.
“What the hell?” Gareth mutters.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Sevrin says, shaking his head.
Alaric looks embarrassed. “I wasn’t sure how I’d… compare. I haven’t seen a lot of… I didn’t know…”
“All of you should be proud,” I tell them, and mean it. “You’re all a fine group of men.”
“But who knew Mr. Quiet had Jumbo in his pants,” Lucien grumbles.
Alaric looks mortified and reaches for his shorts.
“No, don’t!” I say. “Come here!”
Alaric looks uncertain, but he comes to sit next to me on the bed, naked and shy. I turn to him and kiss him softly. I’d meant for it to be reassurance. A reward for being brave enough to getnaked in front of all of us. But between the drinks and the dance, it quickly gets out of control. I’m kissing him like a woman starved, and he’s excited and eager, pulling me closer, adjusting me to deepen our kiss.
Unexpectedly, he pulls me into his lap so I’m straddling him, and the sensation of him all around me does crazy things to me. He sucks on my neck while I cling to his bare shoulders, feeling wet, horny, and out-of-control.
His massive cock stands right between us, and I inch higher and higher on him, until I get him under me. Then I grind along his length, just my panties between the two of us.
Alaric curses and jerks back. “Harper, this is going to end badly–”
“Badly? Maybe I want it to end badly,” I tell him innocently.
Alaric glances at the other men, and I follow his gaze. Lucien has his hand slowly gliding up and down his cock, openly staring, and Gareth and Sevrin are just staring. The funny thing is that no one looks jealous. They just look horny.
I bite my lip, picturing again what it’s going to be like to be with them. “I mean, we’re all going to sleep together tomorrow night, and from now on, anyway, right?”
Alaric is breathing hard. “Yeah, but I thought we’d ease into this. That there would be a plan. Maybe a schedule of who had you on what night. Not… not all of this.”
I can’t help myself—I kiss him lightly. “This can be whatever you want. If you’re not ready for this, you’re not ready for this.”
He smiles and kisses me again, touching my cheek. “Sorry, I just needed a second. Yeah, I’m definitely ready for this.”
“You sure?” I ask, surprised.
He nods. “I mean, you are sort of straddling my cock. That’s making it hard to think straight.”
I shift on him, sliding away to free him. “If I’m making it hard to think…”
He grabs my hips. “Seriously. No. Stay right there. Don’t move.”
