“I already have to share her with you and Sloan. I’m not giving this whole room a free show of what’s ours.”
I let out a giggle hearing the song come to a close. “Alright, let’s go and if you’re good, I’ll let you ravage me.”
I tilt my head at Sloan, indicating that he should follow us. As we make it up the stairs, I can hear moaning coming from the room next to ours.
“Sounds like they’re having a good time.” Lukas snickers as I turn the key to our room.
Tiredness clings to my eyes and limbs as I trudge through the door, plopping onto the nearest bed.
“Help.” I shove my foot in the air, beckoning one of the guys to peel my shoes off.
“Gladly.” Lukas says, wrapping his hand around my ankle. He unbuckles the clasp and leaves a soft kiss where it’s left a thin indentation around my skin. His hand grips the heel of my shoe, peeling it off and tossing it to the side. I wiggle my toes, thankful to finally be free from its suffocating confines. Lukas does the same to the other side, while Sloan and Graham change out of their clothes, leaving just their briefs on.
I can’t help but stare at how hot they are. Sloan takes out his hair tie, letting his shoulder-length mane cascade down. It’s mesmerizing.
“Let’s get you out of these clothes.” Lukas says, running his hands up my legs to where my skirt sits hiked up around my hips. “Fuck, I love the way your skin feels.” He says making tiny circles right above my knees. It tickles and turns me on at the same time. I feel the tiredness slip away as a whole new awareness settles in my core. This need to be with my men tonight comes over me. I want them in a way that makes me feel feral and unhinged. I used to feel guilty over wanting multiple men, but I refuse to apologize for it anymore. It’s what feels right, and I’m not going to spend one more minute feeling bad about that. These men of mine don’t seem to mind that I need all three of them. They each give me something I desperately need in their own ways. Lukas might have been first, but I care just as deeply for Graham and Sloan as I do him. They’ve sliced my heart into three equal pieces, claiming a portion for themselves.
Lukas helps me to shimmy out of my skirt and brings my underwear down with it. I pull at my shirt and remove it, baring myself to them completely. I feel their heated stare on me, all looking at me like they’re about to pounce on me. The insecure girl inside of me eats up their attention. To think I’d let what others said about my figure affect me in a way that almost prevented me from this moment right here. There’s not a hint of revulsion on their faces as they drink in my naked figure. They look entranced. Ravenous. And their cocks are at full attention. I did that to them.
All thoughts of what we’ve been going through get pushed from my mind as, Lukas’s pierced cock hangs in front of my face, ready for me to play. I love the way his piercings add a heightened sense of pleasure. Lukas leans down over me, laying me flat and running his thumb over his tattooed name.
“God, I love seeing you all marked up for me, baby.”
“If we ever get back home, I want you to put Sloan and Graham’s names right next to it.”
Graham and Sloan look at each other and then at me. I swear I see a glint of a tear in Graham’s eyes before he jumps on the bed next to us, making Lukas fall off to the other side. Sloan slowly drifts down to the edge of the bed and tentatively grabs ahold of my ankle while Lukas and Graham cage me in.
Graham traces my bottom lip with his thumb. “What do you want, bella? Tell me and I’ll give it to you.”
“What if I said I wanted a castle made of cheese?”
“Then I would build it for you.”
“And if I said I wanted you to knit me a replica of the Eiffel Tower?”
“Then I’d learn how to fucking knit.”
I grab his face and pull him down to my lips. He kisses me with equal fervor, pulling me to lay on top of him. My hair spills over, caging us in a curtain of blonde locks while our tongues dance together. It sends shivers up my spine and I feel my core heat with need. He grips my hips and moves me against him, the fabric of his briefs creating a barrier between us.
“Take these off.” I demand. “You too, Sloan. Let me see you.”
I move so Graham can take off his underwear, while Lukas helps slide it down his legs with a roguish smile. Sloan wiggles out of his briefs, letting his cock spring free.
“Sit on my cock.” Graham demands, rubbing his shaft through his hand. I do as he says, lining myself up with his dick and slamming myself down on him in one hard stroke.
“Holy fuck!” Graham cries out as I bounce on top of him. I hold my breasts in my hands, tweaking my own nipples as I chase my pleasure.
“Lukas, let me see you fuck his mouth.”
Graham looks up at me with a smile, before hanging his head off the edge of the bed. Lukas bends his knees and grabs onto the bed, threading his cock into Graham’s mouth. I watch as he fucks his pierced dick into Graham’s throat while I move down on Graham’s cock, grinding my clit against his pelvis bone.
“Sloan, please. I need more. I need you.”
I feel Sloan behind me, holding on to my hips as he works me down on Graham, helping me to move to the rhythm he wants. I’m so wet that I’m dripping all over Graham’s legs.
“Take me, Sloan. Please. Don’t make me keep begging for you.”
“But I love hearing you beg for me.” He says halting my body from coming down on Graham. “Is this what you need?” He asks, coating his precum around my ass and teasing his tip into the hole, letting it stretch around his girth. The pressure of him entering me with Graham still shoved inside makes my eyes cross.
