“Torin?” I say.
“You know it,” Kit replies. “Finch has gone to fetch the other two. He’ll fill them in.”
So that I don’t have to find words for exactly what it is I want them to do to me. My answering smile is grateful, and Kit just shakes his head before pressing a gentle kiss to my lips. He’s still positioned so that he’s hovering just over me, with my legs splayed out. With careful movements, he presses his rapidly hardening cock to my clit and rolls his hips. Wrapping my legs around his back, I urge him closer with a gasp.
“Let’s give them a show as they come in,” he says in a low voice, stretching forward to kiss me slowly. I shift my hips slightly and let out a stuttered moan as his cock nestles at my entrance before slipping past.
“Tease.”
He grins down at me. “You still want me inside of you, sweetheart? Even when the others are about to walk in at any moment? You think they’d like to see you tossing your head back as I fill you up.”
“Yesss,” I breathe. “Do that. Please.”
His eyes are smoldering as I gaze up at him and my slow brain cottons onto the fact that he likes that idea. I think Kit likes the idea of us being seen. Caught.
I’m very happy to play along with his fantasies.
“Only in front of them, though,” I whisper. “I don’t want to start getting naked in front of the rest of the crew.”
“Never, sweetheart,” he replies quickly. “The thought doesn’t do anything for me. Plus, I think Tor’s head would just about pop off.”
I let out a low chuckle that morphs into a moan as Kit finally puts me out of my misery and positions his cock at my soaked entrance. The tip of his cock slides in with ease and then he pauses, gazing down at me like he’s checking for any sign of discomfort.
“I’m good. Keep going,” I tell him.
He nods, pushing deeper and deeper until he’s filling me right to the hilt. We both let out twin moans. And then he shifts his hips, pulling out slowly before thrusting his hips experimentally. I suck in a sharp breath, biting my lip to stifle another moan.
“It’s all right. Let them hear you,” he says, thrusting deep again. But before I can take a breath, he’s kissing me again. I slip one hand around his neck, keeping him close so I can chase his lips with mine. He groans against my mouth, slowing his pace to torture us both some more.
“Gods, you feel even better than I ever could have imagined.” Kit kisses me again. “I can just tell you’re going to milk me dry.”
Oh shit, he’s trying to destroy me.
I reach down with my free hand and rub my clit, sweat already forming at the small of my back as Kit doesn’t let up. He rolls his hips and my breasts bounce with every thrust as a wave of pure sensation goes through me.
“Can’t last when you feel this good,” he groans against my lips. “Come for me, sweetheart.”
He leans back so that he’s on his haunches, putting his hand over the top of mine on top of my clit and adding some much needed pressure. Watching him thrust in and out of me, his face a determined mask, is enough to push the first tendrils of pleasure into action.
“I’m going to come,” I gasp breathlessly.
“Yess.” His thrusts are harder now and even, enough to send me flying over the edge as a second orgasm takes me under.
My pussy pulsing around Kit is clearly too much for him. His hips jerk a couple more times and he lets out a Torin-worthy grunt as he comes inside me.
He’s panting as he pulls out and collapses beside me, pulling me into his arms despite us both being sweaty and a little sticky.
“Better than I ever could have dreamt,” he says.
“ARE YOU GOING TO HOGour girl or are you going to let the rest of us in on the cuddling?” Torin grumbles from somewhere behind me.
I lazily roll my head around to see Finch is back in his corner and the other two men have their eyes locked on me. I watch with a heated gaze as they strip off their shirts and trousers before descending on me like three starved beasts.
“So, you want us to take control, do you, sweetness?” Torin rumbles as he moves behind me, drawing me up and sliding into the free space and then lowering me until I’m sitting in his lap.
He murmurs into my ear before kissing the delicate skin on my neck. “Do you want it so that you can’t see which of us is touching you? You can only focus on the sensations as we worship you?”
“Th-that sounds good.” My voice comes out soft and breathy, but I can tell he hears me by the way his arms tighten around me. Torin’s got both thick arms around my torso, one invisible hand cupping my breast and toying with my nipple while the other splays over my thigh.
