Cam climbed onto the bed with the grace of a predator, her eyes never leaving mine. She took my legs, pushing them apart and up, exposing me completely. I felt vulnerable and wanted all at once as she settled between my thighs, her wet center pressing against mine.
"Fuck," I gasped as she began to rock against me, our clits sliding together in the slickness of our arousal. Each thrust sent jolts of pleasure through my oversensitive body.
Alex leaned in, her mouth finding Cam's breast. She sucked one nipple between her lips while her hand caressed the other. Not to be outdone, Ellie crawled up beside me, her hot mouth closing around my nipple, tongue swirling in circles that made me arch up against Cam.
Alex released Cam's breast and leaned over to kiss me deeply, her tongue exploring my mouth. When she pulled back, her eyes were dark with desire.
"Want to taste me again?" she whispered against my lips.
"God, yes," I breathed, my voice ragged.
With fluid grace, Alex straddled my face, lowering herself until her wet heat covered my mouth. I moaned against her as my tongue found her center, savoring her familiar taste.
Behind Cam, Kara knelt, her hands busy between both our legs. I felt her fingers slide into me alongside Cam's grinding motions.
"That's it," Kara purred. "Take it all."
I lost myself in a kaleidoscope of sensations. Cam's wet heat ground against mine, her muscled thighs tensing with each thrust. Ellie's mouth closed aroundmy nipple, teeth grazing the sensitive peak before her tongue soothed the sting. Above me, Alex's thighs trembled as she rode my face, her scent filling my lungs.
"Fuck, just like that," Alex gasped when my tongue flicked over her clit.
Kara's fingers pushed into me alongside Cam's grinding motions, stretching me impossibly full. My body seized with another orgasm, muscles clenching around her fingers as she curled them against my front wall.
"God, you're so fucking wet," Kara murmured.
I tried to focus on pleasuring Alex, but my concentration fractured with each wave of pleasure. My moans vibrated against her clit as another orgasm tore through me. Her taste flooded my mouth as she came, her thighs clamping around my head.
"Oh my god, Cam, fuck yes," Ellie cried out somewhere beside me. I couldn't see her, but I knew Cam's fingers were working their magic.
Alex slid off my face, her lips finding mine in a deep kiss that tasted of both of us. "You're perfect," she whispered against my mouth, her fingers brushing sweat-dampened hair from my forehead.
Cam's rhythm faltered, her body going rigid as she came. For a moment, her weight pressed down on me, her arms shaking with the effort to hold herself up. Then she stood, pulling Kara to her feet and kissing her with such hunger I felt an echo of desire despite my exhaustion.
I watched through half-lidded eyes as Cam backed Kara against the bed until her thighs hit the edge. Kara fell back, and Cam dropped to her knees, burying her face between Kara's legs. Kara locked eyes with me as Cam devoured her, her lips parted in silent pleasure.
"Gorgeous," Alex purred next to my ear.
When Kara came, her back arched off the bed, a strangled cry escaping her throat. We all collapsed into a tangle of limbs, skin slick with sweat, hands lazily stroking whatever flesh they found. My heart rate slowly returned to normal as we breathed together in the aftermath.
"It's just us now," I said. The words escaped before I could stop them, hanging in the air between our naked bodies. A pang of love and gratitude crashed against grief as I realized how true they were.
Ellie stretched her arms above her head. "We're all we need."
"Not exactly true," Kara said, her voice still husky from exertion.
I turned to look at her, wondering what she meant.
She smiled, the corner of her mouth lifting. "We also need food and sleep."
We laughed softly, the sound intimate in the afterglow. Cam rose first, her muscled body gleaming with sweat as she pulled on her panties and tank top. She padded to the small kitchen without a word. The smell of beef stew filled the air as she reheated our dinner.
Kara dressed fully, her movements precise and efficient. I watched her disappear through the doorway, her footsteps echoing on the metal stairs. When she returned, she carried the cat carrier, setting it carefully on the floor. Another trip brought a litter box and food trays.
"We should probably name these babies at some point," she said, opening the carrier door.
The mama calico emerged first, stretching regally before inspecting her new territory. Her three kittens tumbled out after her—one grey, one orange, one a miniature version of their mother.
Ellie pulled on pants and a t-shirt, her nipples visible beneath the thin fabric. She crossed to the thermostat and adjusted it with a shiver. "It's freezing in here."
