Page 87 of Undone By The Mountain Daddies

The other two look up, trying to figure out what’s going on. It’s only obvious to Cash—he’s the only one inside, feeling me.

I move away from Knox’s cock. I’ve got something to say.

“Admit it,” I say to Cash, looking deep into his eyes.

The other two frown.

Cash clenches his jaw so tight I think he might bust a molar.

“I’m not the only fucked up one here. I’m not perfect, and neither are you.” I practically spit the words out, watching him closely. “You like to tell me how selfish and conceited I am—why is that? Let’s talk about it…”

“Sienna,” strains Cash.

“Is this about me, or is it actually about you?” I clamp down tighter on his cock as he fights me, trying to move.

“Si—”

“No, you’re being an ass and dumping all of your shit onto me to make yourself feel better.”

He glares at me, waiting for me to ease off. But I won’t. I can’t.

“Admit that you’re not perfect either, and we’ll go back to fucking.”

A vein pops in Cash’s neck as he fights me again. He’s more committed to his story than I realized.

“Admit it,” I say through clenched teeth.

He fights my walls again and fails. Of course he’s failing. I know a few things about the pelvic floor.

“Fine. Yes, you’re right. I’m fucked up too. You win. Are you happy now?”

I release my hold on him, a smug smile playing on my lips.

White hot pleasure blinds me as soon as he starts thrusting again.

“Yes, I’m happy. Very happy actually. Just keep doing that and I’ll show you how happy I can be.”

I sink into the couch. Eli is rubbing my clit again, and Knox is just about to come in my mouth.

He comes down my throat with a choked groan.

And then, finally, my own pleasure is catching up to me.

“Good girl,” says Knox as I whimper.

Desire floods my senses. I ride out the waves, each one bigger than the last. Just when I think it’s over, I’m arching my back again, losing myself around Cash’s cock as he comes deep inside.

Eli rubs my clit, the area hot and throbbing.

Electricity rushes through my body. I’m so high I see stars. My spirit leaves my body. I can’t form a coherent thought. All I can do is live in this elevated state and revel in every beautiful sensation. The orgasm leaves no nerve ending untouched.

I crash back down to reality when it’s over. My mind is numb. And I wonder if this is what people call peace.

I lie on the couch listening to the crackling sounds of the fire as the men move around me, cleaning me up.

I think I need this more than I need oxygen.

Chapter 24