Page 120 of Twisted Metal


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All I wanted was to come with all of them.

Feel all of them at once as we unraveled together.

“So close. So close. So close,” I groaned.

Troop hissed. “Fucking hell, I’m gonna blow.”

Range growled. “Come with us. Be a good girl for us.”

But, it was Dutch that whispered against my ear. “I love you, Naomi.”

I whimpered as my heart came alive. “I love you too, Dutch.”

“Jesus Christ, I love you, girl,” Troop choked out.

“I love you too, Troop,” I gasped.

Range reached around and spanked my ass, causing me to yelp around Troop’s dick.

“Goddamn it, I love you so much,” Range growled.

Tears crested my eyes. “I love you, too, Range.”

“Fuck, I can’t take it any—longer,” Troop choked out.

“Come,” I hummed around his dick. “Mmmmm, come for me.”

“Fuuuuuuuuck,” he droned as his head fell back.

Troop was the first to burst, his threads of come sliding down my eager throat. I fucked my throat against his dick as he held himself up against the wall, his legs shaking and his arm vibrating with a need to collapse. I milked him dry, lapping up every last drop he had for me as Range’s hips began to stutter.

“Shit,” he hissed before he thrusted into me one last time.

“Goddamn it, yes,” Dutch groaned before he bit down into my shoulder.

“Yes!” I cried out as my body locked out.

I spiraled. I’d say that I orgasmed, but it was so much more than that. Troop collapsed around my head, stroking his fingers through my hair as Range and Dutch poured themselves into me. My muscles contracted and quivered, shivering me to my core as my orgasm rocketed all around my body. Silver stars burst behind my tightly-closed eyes, a private show just for me as my heart soared into the heavens. I couldn’t speak. I barely caught my breath. And as I felt Range and Dutch collapse around me, my jaw quivered as my pulsing body pushed them both out.

Before I collapsed, sinking into the mattress with my limp body spent.

“Blanket,” Range said as he snapped his fingers.

I felt Dutch move before something cool, and soft, and majestic fell over my body.

“There we go,” Range murmured as he covered me up, “that’s better.”

“Oh,” I sighed.

It was the only thing I could say. The only ounce of energy I had, and I hoped they heard it. I hoped they heard how much I loved them. How much I appreciated them. How much I adored them. Dutch peppered my bare shoulder with kisses where he had bitten down into me. Range captured my lips softly, sucking on my lower lip as his fingers traced my puckered peaks.

“I’ll have to give those more attention next time,” he murmured down the back of my throat.

But, it was Troop who found the strength to push himself up and kiss my forehead.

“Get some sleep, pretty girl,” he whispered.

“Mmmmmm, okay,” I murmured lazily.