“Up you go,” Synn says, lifting me away from the others, placing me in the center of the bed.
He lays me on my back, taking Trikk’s place between my legs. He licks my slit slowly, everywhere but my clit. I mewl in desperation, but he just chuckles, intent on torturing me further. Ghost comes up close, and bends to take a nipple into his mouth. Razor goes to my other side, sucking hard on my other nipple.
Synn takes his time getting to my clit, which he softly flicks with the tip of his wicked tongue.
“Please,” is all I can say.
Synn slaps my pussy, demanding, “Call me King, Pazessca.”
I yelp but obey. “Yes, my King.”
He continues his sensual path, working a finger inside, and my walls clench around it. He puts in a second finger, curving them to hit that spot that makes me see stars.
Synn starts to finger me, sucking my clit into his mouth.
“Yes,” I yell, grabbing his head to hold it where I want it.
Synn shakes free, moving back. “Not yet, Pazessca,” he chastises.
Razor lies down on his back next to me, pulling me on top of him. I grind my soaking pussy along his shaft, getting myself off.
Razor moans. “I need inside you, Fiasca.”
He pushes his hips upward, sliding easily into me. I let out a guttural groan, moving with him.
Razor fucks me from underneath, and my breath leaves my lungs.
My eyes open again when someone taps my mouth.
“Open,” Sam orders, and I happily do as he says.
Sam works himself into my waiting mouth, bit by bit. He grabs my head, guiding me along. He pushes back into my throat, and I gag on reflex. My eyes water, but I manage to take him.
I suckle as much as I can every time he withdraws. I've never seen my Golden-Eyed boy take control like this before. It's hot as fuck.
Someone pushes on my back.
“Lean down into Razor,” Frost says, his voice like a caress.
My mouth pops off Sam while I position myself. As soon as I’m settled, I motion to Sam. “Give me that cock back.”
He stumbles forward, filling my mouth once again.
I feel something cold splash onto my ass. My spine goes rigid, but Frost tuts.
“Relax, Killer. I'm not going to hurt you. I will make you feel so good. The safe word is red, okay? Use it if it gets too much.”
I take a breath as I try to relax my muscles back there. I'm doing this. Fuck the safe word.
I feel Frost parting my ass cheeks, and a finger presses gently inside.
I grumble, but don’t tell him to stop. He adds a second finger, then a third, working to stretch me to take him.
I cry out around Sam’s cock, the sensations pushing me higher into bliss.
“Work her clit, Razor,” Frost tells him.
Razor circles my clit with his fingers, and I jolt upward.
