Chapter Eight
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Alessia
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Without severing hiskiss, Jasper carries me to the bed.As he lays me down, his lips travel from my mouth to my jaw to the side of my neck, tasting me with his tongue.
I arch my back when he goes lower to my stomach, then to my mons, then lower still.
Oh.
My first instinct is to close my legs tightly.It's too intimate, too raw.My entire pussy will be on display for him.He could look right inside me from this angle.
My cheeks burn so hot I scorch my fingers when I rub my hands over my face.I can't...
But my legs won't close.
Layton and Garrison keep them spread.Wide.So wide, Jasper's big, strong, muscular body is nestled between them, his breath fluttering against my heated flesh.
My clit seems to growl greedily while my entire pussy spasms as if I'm orgasming from just his nearness.But that's nothing compared to him lowering his mouth to my center, his tongue darting out to taste.
I lose my mind immediately thereafter.
As Jasper sucks on me, then Garrison, and then Layton, everything seems to stand still and spin around me all at once.
They drink from me like men dying of thirst.They suck on my clit as if it's a faucet, then dip their tongues between my folds to lap at the wetness streaming out of me.
Orgasm upon orgasm builds inside me, but I can only release one at a time, when really, I want to explode into a thousand simultaneously.
My quivering body does not relent.Incoherent words spill from my mouth, followed by sobs steeped in dark, salacious delirium.
I'm still heaving from the weight of my release before I notice they're not touching me anymore.
I open my eyes in bewilderment, feeling the cold wave of emptiness, a feeling I never want to get used to.
My gaze follows them as they remove the tiebacks from the curtains, which look like long, silky pieces of rope.
They used their ties to restrain me before, and the thought instantly makes the streaks on my butt start burning anew.My pussy pulses in anticipation of that feeling again.
What are they going to do to me?
