Page 54 of Amber: Deja Brew

“I was kidding, Chase.” I start to laugh. “It was a sex joke. Because when guys come, they explode. It was a terrible joke. I swear I didn’t mean it literally.”

“It was kind of funny.” Julian chuckles.

“You should have seen the look on your face,” Wes adds.

“And I swear it’s the truth, Chase. I can’t lie, remember?” I grin. “And anyway, Julian’s parents made him practice that protection spell so many times at dinner I bet he’d never get it wrong.”

“They made him do what?” Chase asks.

“On a cucumber! They made me practice on a cucumber!” Julian shouts, a flush creeping up his cheeks.

“I would pay to see that.” Chase laughs. “Like, actual money.”

“Are you going to use your carrot to make her scream or what?” Julian scowls at him.

“Definitely,” Chase says, walking me backwards to the table. “Protection spell?”

“Fine.” Julian waves at Chase’s cock, making a condom materialize.

“You sure the table won’t collapse?” I ask as he scoops me up and gently places me on its surface.

“Guess we’ll find out,” Chase says. He pulls my panties down my legs and climbs on top of me. Thankfully, the table holds.

“If you’re going to cheat,” Wes says, “So will I.”

“And how are you going to do that?” Chase smirks as he starts to slowly slide inside me. I moan.

Wes peels off his sweatpants. His cock may not look anything like a troll’s, but it could definitely compete in girth. It’s wide and hard and next thing I know, Wes is grabbing me under my arms and pulling me backward along the table so my head is hanging off the other end. “Your cock is in front of my face,” I tell Wes. “Wait, I know how you’re going to cheat. You’re going to...”

Wes doesn’t let me finish. He slides his cock inside my mouth.

Then Chase moves closer, covers my body with his, and slides inside me. I moan.

“What did you say?” Wes asks, sliding his cock out of my mouth with a pop.

“I didn’t say anything, Wes. I moaned. Now, get back here.”

“Right.” Wes positions his cock in front of my mouth and fills it.

Chase takes the opportunity to plunge into me, and I cry out again.

“Did that hurt?” Wes demands, pulling his cock out of my mouth. “If you’re sore—”

“I’m not sore, Wes. Chase, don’t you dare stop, no matter what he says. Wes, would you just stick your cock in my mouth and stay there?”

Julian starts to laugh, but then Chase plunges inside me, and I can barely think. He moves in and out, while Wes guides his cock back inside my mouth and matches his pace. And Julian pumps his own cock as he watches my guys fuck me.

“You look so hot,” he says.

“This feels so good,” Chase adds.

“Your mouth is so hot,” Wes concludes.

And even though all three of my guys keep narrating literally everything that happens, I don’t care. Because it feels so good. Because I’m so close. Because Chase plunges into me one last time and I scream around Wes’s cock.