Page 115 of Brazen Obsession

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“She needs all of us.” I lick the inside of her thigh. The muscle twitches beneath my tongue.

Drew shakes his head with a smile. “You guys are doing nicely on your own.”

“Suck her tit.” Wyatt glances over his shoulder. “She gets off on it.”

She inhales sharply as Wyatt returns his mouth to her clit. Drew steps in and takes her other breast into his mouth. Wyatt and I fall into a rhythm of fucking into her with our fingers. He slides in and I slip out, both of us thrusting deep while Finn and Drew suck on her nipples.

She keens her next release and whispers, “Three.”

Wyatt shifts from his spot and Drew sinks to his knees to take over.

“Fuck, she’s so wet.” Drew leans in and sucks on her clit hard.

She shatters and releases a moan while she trembles. “Four.”

Wyatt plucks at her nipple while he sucks where her shoulder and neck meet. Finn follows his lead.

“Ah, five.” Her muscles tighten like she wants to curl into herself, but she’s not going anywhere until we’re finished with her. And once she’s off this cross, she’ll take all of us. There’s a low bench nearby I’ve been eyeing. It’s perfect for us to make her ride our cocks while she sucks on the other two.

Sara

By the time I scream “Ten!” I’m worn out. My muscles shake from overuse, from tensing them too much. Hands are all over my body. Mouths, tongues, fingers. I’ve long since stopped trying to track who is where. The only thing I can do is surrender to the inevitable.

They’re going to destroy me, shatter me into little pieces, but what a fucking way to go.

All I have are the numbers and this blazing fire that never dies down, even after they shove me into the abyss.

My body tightens and I gasp out, “Eleven.”

Tears flow down my face, wetting the blindfold as I pant while my body tries to reset. It’s too much and not enough at the same time. I want to feel them inside me. Taste their kisses. Feel them come with me, in me, on me. I’m not particular. I want their pleasure.

A hard, stroking finger on my clit makes me throw my head back. “Twelve.”

“Such a good girl.” Dante’s voice is in my ear. Fingers work my ass. How many fingers? I have no clue. For all I know, he has all of them in there. He twists them as whoever is on my clit sucks and stretches my pussy on their fingers.

I’m filled so fucking full and they move in sync, plunging in and pulling out until my hoarse voice cries out again. “Thirteen.” I take a breath and someone pinches both my nipples. Not even time to come down a little before I’m flying over the edge again. “Fourteen.”

My breath shudders in and out of my chest. I wiggle my fingers when they become a little numb. Hands slide into mine, massaging them.

“You need a break, trouble?” Wyatt’s voice is tinged with concern, but the underlying desire is thick. My pussy aches, but I want more from them.

I shake my head. I want to take their cocks and I don’t get that until I reach twenty.

Something soft and cool replaces the hot mouth and fingers between my legs. The slide of Dante’s fingers out of my ass while someone sucks on my neck and someone tweaks my nipples, while hands caress me, sends me hurtling into another dimension.

My mouth opens but no sound escapes as I’m frozen in the peak of my release. I suck in a breath as I plummet back to my body.

“Fifteen,” I whisper between pants. Fingers brush away the tears.

“You can call it if you need to, flower.” Finn’s firm lips graze over my cheeks as his tongue catches my tears. “You’ll still get fucked. We’re hard and ready for you.”

I turn my head and our lips collide. A thrill shoots through me. No one’s kissed me this whole time. He groans before he kisses me like he’s starved for me. I shiver as a release flows through me, but I’m not giving up his mouth. I grab the hands in mine and squeeze. Needing to touch them the way they’re touching me.

Sixteen.

They work me through my release as I ravage Finn’s mouth and he claims mine. These men I love. This isn’t just for tonight, but for always. My breathing hitches as another release pounds through me.

Seventeen.