I watch Emmett’s face and we share a moment, like he knows I know how excited he is to feel Jax glide along his cock, sliding into me. His eyes roll into the back of his head before his hand grips around the back of my neck and he pulls me towards him, pressing our foreheads together.
“I love you,” he whispers.
The emotion in his voice is thick.
Real.
Raw.
It robs me of my breath for a moment. I press my lips to his and fight to hold back the tears in my eyes. “I love you,” I whisper against his lips.
Seconds later, my back is arching up as Jax eases into me, the pressure tight and delicious.
“Yes,” I moan out.
Jax pulls out slowly, then pushes in again, while everyone else is frozen. I hear him grunt out as pleasure unfurls around each of us, his cock sliding against Emmett’s, feeling the small metal balls lining his cock. Even though he hasn’t said the words, I know he loves the way Emmett’s cock feels now.
When Jax pulls out this time, Emmett does too, then pushes in with him. They sync up, pulling and thrust together and then Knox joins in.
I don’t know why in this particular moment, but row, row, row your boat plays in my head, but in rounds. That’s what I feel like this is. First Emmett, then Emmett and Jax, then Emmett, Jax and Knox, and last, me moving to suck Callum.
Pleasure builds through me, like a fire ravaging a dry hillside, engulfing all it touches.
Grunts and moans fill the air as we all move without speaking, feeling pleasure course through us, taking and giving what we want and need.
“Everlee,” Callum warns.
I clamp my hand around his balls and suck harder. I’ve been experimenting lately with their balls, to see what they like and what they don’t, and how they react. Before them I never played with men’s balls, I always found them to be…weird. Like two little soggy walnuts just hanging out in a hammock.
But now…
Now, they’re like two little love sacks for me to play with. Like a tactile fidget. Like a squishy or one of those toys, that’s like a rubber balloon with water in it and you can squeeze it to move the beads around. It’s like an adult sexual fidget.
Fuck.
Focus, Everlee!
I hollow out my cheeks around him and let him punch into my mouth. My throat clenches around his cock and tears run down my cheeks. Callum’s hand clamps into my hair and he pulls. Pulls hard.
“Yes, Everlee. Fuck. You suck my cock so good. You take all of our cocks like such a good fucking girl.”
“Her ass feels amazing, taking my cock.” Knox continues the praise. “I can’t wait to come inside of you. Fill you up.” One hand rests on my ass, while the other glides up my spine.
My stomach tightens with his words and while I don’t want babies now, I would love for them to fuck me to get me pregnant. All of them unloading inside of me.
Shit! What is wrong with me?
I think I’ve been reading too many books with the breeding kink in it, although it’s usually the guys. But their words, it's like they’re right out of some of my books.
Callum unleashes with a restrained ferocity, fucking my face and bringing me back from wonderland. He grunts out just as His warm release explodes in my mouth and I swallow him down.
My arms collapse, burning from holding up my weight, and I fall onto Emmett.
“Such a good girl,” Callum says, brushing my hair back.
“Kiss me,” Emmett commands.
I can still feel some of Callum’s come on my lips, but Emmett licks it off before he takes my mouth in a hungry kiss that breathes life back into me. It’s a kiss that sends my head to the clouds. His tongue swipes and rolls in my mouth, pressing harder and faster, matching his cock thrusting into me.
