Frost lines his cock up to my waiting hole, pushing inside.
I'm so busy trying to focus on Sam’s cock in my mouth, and Razor’s inside me, I offer no resistance.
Frost bottoms out, then they all three still.
“How does that feel?” Frost asks.
Sam removes himself from my mouth so I can respond.
“Full... so deliciously full. Please, don’t stop.” I'm practically delirious with the need to come.
Sam comes back, shoving himself deep to the back of my throat.
They all move together, working as a unit to fill every part of me.
I look to my other guys, who are all stroking their cocks, making my pussy push out another surge of wetness.
“Like what you see?” Synn asks, grinning.
I can’t answer with my mouth full of Sam. I look at them, motioning Synn and Purge over. I take each one in a hand, jerking them off slowly.
My frantic gaze lands back on Ghost and Trikk, who do something so unexpected, it leaves me breathless.
They reach for each other, stroking each other’s cock.
I make a sound in my throat, humming around Sam’s cock.
“What the—?” Synn starts to say, but I cut him off with a glare.
Hunter is the only one not getting pleasured. His cock bobs, hard as I've ever seen it.
Sam lets out a stuttered breath, and his cock pulses, coming down my throat. I swallow every drop, with a hum.
Sam pulls out, and Hunter eagerly takes his place. I suck him down my throat, my breath stalling when I hear Razor curse.His cock gets impossibly bigger; that piercing of his scraping my sensitive walls, before he shoots his load deep inside me.
Razor pulls out, flopping down on the mattress. Frost is right behind him, yelling as he pulls out of my ass, shooting his jizz onto my back.
Both Ghost and Trikk start to move toward me, but I shake my head. Hunter reluctantly pulls back so I can speak. “No. Not yet. Kiss each other, please.”
They glance at each other, and Trikk shrugs. He grabs Ghost’s face, laying one on him. Their tongues tangle, as they both try to dominate each other.
I groan again, my pussy pulsing on empty air.
They race to me, and Ghost taps Hunter on the shoulder to warn him they're going to move me. Hunter reluctantly withdraws from my mouth.
“Lay on your back, Malishka,” Ghost purrs.
I spread my legs wide, ready to welcome him in. He doesn’t hesitate as he enters me in one, long stroke. He pumps a few times, then stills.
Ghost looks to Trikk, who kneels beside him. Trikk grabs his cock at the base, guiding himself to my already full entrance.
I suck in a breath, knowing what’s coming.
“Distract her,” Trikk says to the room.
Hunter takes his spot back in my mouth, and Purge moves to rub my clit.
I babble incoherently, ready to explode.
