Page 71 of Cupid's Contract


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“Fuck me Jax. Harder.”

I couldn’t get enough of him. I couldn’t get enough of the boys watching me. It was so hot and erotic.

“My turn,” Emmett shouted.

Jax pumped a few more times before he pulled me off him. I waded to Emmett where I turned around and sank onto him. He felt different from Jax inside of me; he moved slower, gyrating his hips more.

I stared at Jax as Emmett pumped into me, my fingers pinching my nipples with each thrust. Emmett’s hand ran down my spine all the way to the top of my ass, where he pressed at my hole.

I felt my eyes go wide with heady anticipation. Emmett leaned forward and bit my neck, sucking my fevered skin into his mouth, his tongue swiping over his marks. “Good girl.” He murmured before slipping his thumb in. I felt my core tightened and my clit throb as a shot of pleasure coursed through my body. “You like your ass being played with, don’t you, trouble?”

I nodded, biting my finger.

“Good. Because I’m an ass guy too.” He thrust me up slowly as his thumb swirled around in my hole.

“Oh God.”

“No, trouble. I’m just Emmett.” He pumped faster and faster. I felt my insides clenching and squeezing. I don’t think I’ve ever had this many orgasms so close together. Each time they were more intense, but took longer to achieve.

I watched Jax. His eyes were focused on me, teeth set on his bottom lip as his arm pumped under the water ferociously. He was so hot. The tattoos creeping up his neck flexed with every thrust and I noticed one on his pec, just above his heart I hadn’t seen before. It looked to be some sort of frog, but just the bones of the frog. I’d seen it in pictures, but couldn’t remember where.

Emmett popped me off, moving with precision as he rolled me over and lifted my legs over his shoulders and over the edge of the tub so I was floating on my back.

“You cheat.” Callum teased. “Now she’s definitely going to come.”

Emmett cast a small wink and then brought my pussy to his face, and his tongue darted in. My back arched, sending my head under water. Super graceful. One point for the water. Zero points for me.

Jax was moving a second later, pressing his hand under my back while his mouth clamped around my breast.

“Dibs!” Knox shouted, moving to the other breast.

A low guttural moan escaped, like it was pulled from the depths of my soul. I was riding Emmett’s face like it was the fucking merry-go-round of sex town, my legs clamped to his head and calves pressed onto the side of the tub. “Fuck. Me. Oh. My. Ah. Shit.” The orgasm was so intense, my toes literally curled as the muscles in my body constricted like the orgasm was sucking everything out of me. I could feel my muscles pulsing repeatedly and then I just sprawled out, happy to have the boys holding my back.

“You’re like a little sex fiend.”

“I’ve not had sex in over six months and you all are putting me on a limit. So I plan on cramming as much of that six months into one night as possible.”

“Why anyone would be stupid enough to lose you is beyond me.” Callum said, stroking a piece of wet hair behind my ear. He grabbed my arm, and I floated over to him, as he pulled me onto his lap and cradled me. “Now for the pampering that was supposed to happen.”

Knox reached over the edge and grabbed a bucket or something and dipped it in the water. Callum placed his arm under my neck so my head tilted back and the water poured over my scalp. It was relaxing. A moment later, they were working shampoo into my hair, lathering it around. I felt my eyelids getting heavy as relaxation settled into every fiber of my body.

“Are you falling asleep on us again?” Jax chuckled.

“It just feel so good.” I mumbled out.

Emmett and Jax both had washcloths lathered in soap and were wiping them up and down my legs, through my legs and around my feet, while their other hand gently massaged and squeezed.

I was in heaven.

I had somehow died and was in heaven.

I was in the bathtub with four devilishly hot men who sexually satisfied me repeatedly, who are now washing and massaging me.

I must have been in that in between space of sleep and awake, because a second later, I felt myself being carried, but I was too lazy to open my eyes.

“I can’t let her go, Jax.” Callum whispered.

“You know the rules. It’s why we put them in place. So no one gets hurt.” He responded, his voice achy.