Then a blindfold is put over my eyes, I smile. This is one of my favorite games. Just last week, they hid in the bunker, and told me to find them. Every time I did, an item of my clothing was taken off until I was lured naked into our Dark Lounge and thoroughly fucked.
I think that Mav’s going to put in the earbuds again, but this time he doesn't. Instead, I listen to the sound of the ocean. I feel the ebb and flow of the boat as it rocks in the waves. It relaxes me when I'm paying attention to it, like a sensory swing or a trampoline.
They don't tie me up this time, but they don't have to, because wherever they put me is where I'll stay.
I’m pulled up to my feet and I feel them circling me in the confined space, fingers running over my skin, along with other objects I can’t identify with different textures and temperatures. There’s a feather, and maybe the end of a rope. Smooth cold glass, maybe the wine bottle, is slowly dragged up my thigh and pressed between my legs. I let out a small gasp at the cold.
I'm pulled over to the bed to straddle a lap, I think Shade’s.
He kisses me, putting my hands on his shoulders while the others keep up with their pleasurable sensory torment.
Very cold fingers stretch my pussy and my ass, andthen Shade is entering me while, at the same time, Blake, I think, pushes into my other orifice. They take me slowly, unbearably so. I wriggle around, urging them to go faster, and receive a stinging slap to my ass that makes me yelp.
‘We’ll fuck you at whatever pace we want, whore,’ Blake snarls in my ear. ‘Slower now, since you can’t be patient.’
I mewl in protest and get another smack on my other cheek.
Shade groans. ‘The way her pussy squeezes me when you do that. Give her some more.’
Blake spanks me a few more times. My body bucks between them with each one, forcing them deeper into me.
Mav grabs my hair and kisses me, licking my lips until I open them and his tongue darts in to caress mine. I feel the bed dip and realize he’s standing on it. I part my lips in anticipation and find him, sucking the wide tip of him into my mouth before taking him deeper.
Luckily, the guys seem more impatient than I was now because their movements quicken, holding me between them as they move in and out of me in tandem. I take them all, my body singing at the closeness with the men it craves.
Mav is the first one to come. He grips my hair, keeping my face where he wants it as he spills down my throat and I try to swallow all of it even though it’s definitely not my favorite thing. He eases back and moves away, and the others pick up their paces.
Blake reaches around and pinches my clit gently. Too gently. They’re still moving inside me, but it’s not enough to send me over the edge.
‘You like that, you little slut?’ he growls. ‘You love it when we fuck you like this, don’t you, using all these tight little holes, playing with your body, stretching you, spankingyour ass red. You’re a needy little whore for us, aren't you, Daisy?’
I nod.
‘Do you want to come?’ Shade asks.
Another nod.
‘Then beg us,’ Blake drawls, nipping at my neck and making me shiver. ‘Beg us to let you come.’
I don’t even pretend to hesitate.
‘Please,’ I whine. ‘Please let me come.’
He rubs circles around my clit, making me whimper.
‘You’re going to have to do better than that, gorgeous.’
‘Please? Please, please, please fuck me until I come with cherry on top?’
Shade chuckles. ‘Better.’
My hips are gripped and Shade thrusts into me harder, deeper. Blake does the same, and he finds the spot that makes my body scream, his fingers rubbing in hard fast circles.
My body tenses as pleasure takes me quickly, without warning. I squeal between them, my hips moving of their own accord and my muscles contracting hard, the wave making my nerves tingle and sating my body like nothing else can. The guys both groan, and finish inside me. Blake first, his teeth grazing my skin and then Shade at almost the same moment. Their fingers grip me hard, pulling me down on their lengths to come deep inside me. Shade kisses me deeply, as Blake eases out of me, and holds me while I’m cleaned up.
We lay on the bed that's not quite big enough for all four of us, close together and sated. But sleep doesn't come to me. I find myself thinking of the past months, of how my life was a year ago, and how much everything has changed, how happy I am.
Unable to quiet my mind, I wrap myself in a blanket to go up on deck, making sure I stay away from the sides
