My eyes slide shut. His voice is like an aphrodisiac to me now. His fingers almost pull all the way out of me. I can’t contain my whimper.
Adding another finger, he presses three fingers inside me, and the fullness takes a moment to adjust to. But it feels so fucking good, I want to ride his hand until I come again. His hand remains still in me.
“You want to fuck my cock, princess?”
His words make me wetter, and I know he knows that. My fingertips curl into his neck as he slides his fingers easily in and out of me. My hips rock, needing more, needing all of him. Part of me wants to give in so badly. To tell him to do it. Fuck me.
But I also know giving in fully would be the beginning of the end.
They only want me for my virginity. For that barrier inside me that means no one else was there before them.
Sure, they may keep me around for a while as a novelty. The woman who will let them all fuck her at the same time. The woman who is only theirs. But the entire year?
How long will that last before someone gets bored? Five guys to keep entertained with only one of me. How long before someone decides I’m not worth it, and then how long until they all leave me to find someone new to torment, to teach, to fuck?
I may be the last virgin in the senior class, but I’m not the last virgin in the school.
He leans back to look into my eyes, and whatever he sees theredoesn’t make him happy. He captures my lips with his, trying to claim my soul, and rolls me onto my back on the bed with his fingers still inside me.
My mind stops focusing on what ifs. I’m so close to the edge. My body wants this. It wants him. His thumb presses down on my clit, and the whole room bursts into stars as I topple over the edge.
He eases me through my orgasm and lightens his kiss. When he pulls his fingers out of me, I whimper at the emptiness.
“Time to get ready for the day, princess.” He lifts off me, leaving me naked in the middle of the bed. I lie there staring up at the ceiling. I’m so fucked.
A door shuts, and I figure I’m alone.
I reach over and snag the t-shirt Eli removed from me and slip it on over my head. I glance around for my panties, but don’t see them.
The guys have all disappeared, except for Caden. He sits on the couch, watching me. He put on a black t-shirt and a pair of silk athletic shorts. His dark hair is slicked back. He’s beautiful and rough.
Did he watch Luke finger fuck me?
That’s part of this. Them all taking turns watching each other with me. It shouldn’t make my insides burn and crave more, but it does.
Taking a breath, I walk over to stand in front of him. “Is there a bathroom I can use?”
“You can use mine, little nympho.”
I glance at the door. “Didn’t?—”
“Luke went to use the bathroom across the hall. We figured you might like some time alone this morning.” His hand reaches out to brush my thigh. “I know Luke checked in with you, but are you doing okay?”
I feel tears well at the concern in his voice. God, I’m being stupid. These boys don’t feel anything but lust for me. I’m just a very convenient hole to them. And I’ve let them use me however they want to.
“Hey.” His soft tone brings more tears surging forward. He pulls me down to straddle his lap and cups my face in his giant hands. “It’s a lot. We’re a lot.”
His green eyes stare into mine as tears drift down my cheeks. His thumb brushes them away.
“It’s okay to feel overwhelmed, Harper. We’ve pushed you pretty far fast.” The corner of his mouth tips up. “Not that I regret a minute of it.”
I try to take a shuddering breath in and hold back the tears. I don’t want them to see me like this. Vulnerable.
But the softness in his gaze undoes me. I collapse on him. His arms wrap around me, and I tighten my arms around his neck as I press my face against his shoulder. Quiet sobs rack my body.
His hand strokes up and down my back and he makes a soothing noise. “You’re so strong, Harper. You may not think it, but you’ve taken everything we’ve thrown at you. You may not have wanted to play those games with us, but you didn’t let that stop you from taking your pleasure from them.”
The tears keep falling and I can’t seem to stop them, especially with Caden of all people being kind to me. He’s not the tough enforcer I thought I knew. He was a dick a few times, but he’s softened to me since we’ve gotten to know each other.
