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It makes me feel so beautiful, so wanted, so in control.
I’m taking it for myself; without judgment or shame. Without having all the answers. Heck, I don’t have any of the answers.
But I don’t need answers. Right now, I just need this.
Arrow’s cock goes rigid in my mouth, and when he comes it’s a surprise. One that makes me smile and relax all the more.
His come is milky. So creamy and salty as I swallow him, taking him from my mouth, I look up into his eyes.
They are full of devotion and I feel a surge of pride in that. In the way he looks at me.
Sawyer moves his mouth from my pussy. He gives me the most confident smile I’ve ever seen in my life “Dove,” he says. “How do you want it?”
I pull him to my mouth, wanting to taste myself. I moan against him, taking his cock in my hand, and inching his tip inside of me.
“I want it now,” I say.
I think about flying, about moving across the stage. That is where the exhilaration lies for me.
But now I see it lies here too. In this room, where passion meets excitement. And where exploration meets pleasure.
“All for one, and one for all,” I say as Sawyer fills me with his hard length. He eases himself inside of me slowly, and the other men pause, watching as he fills me up. It’s so sensual, the way their hawk eyes observe everything, taking it all in.
Sawyer’s smile broadens as I begin to arch my back, moaning as he opens me up, filling me with himself.
“Oh god,” I moan, gripping the bodies around me as his shaft fills my body and the pleasure grows into something fierce. “Oh, oh, yes.”
The orgasm begins to wash over me, and it doesn’t stop. Not then. Not for the rest of the night.
The men take me, one after the other until our bodies are spent. Until every inch of me has been enjoyed, licked, sucked and kissed. Until my pussy is slick with come. I run my hand over their taut abs and tight asses. My mouth tasting all of their cocks– come sliding down my throat and coating my skin.
I beg them to come on my bare breasts, against my ass. It’s an orgy, exhilarating and overwhelming and perfect all at the same time. There is no right or wrong way to do this.
Kneeling before Vaughn, I suck his thick, massive cock, as he grabs my hair, inching himself further down my throat until I’m gagging. And even then, I don’t stop. It just makes me want him even more.
I push him on the bed and sit on his face, suck Vaughn’s cock while he sucks my pussy, my creamy release all over his face. Then I’m on all fours, as Brecken takes me from behind. His hands on my hips as he rams into me deliciously.
Against the wall, legs wrapped around North as I move my hips, sitting on his thick cock as I come. Then I’m in the shower, being washed clean by Arrow, our bodies slick and humming with pleasure as we take one another slowly, water beating down against our skin.
“I’ve wanted you for so long, Lark,” Arrow whispers, the shower a warm cocoon of pleasure.
“I hope it was worth the wait.”
“Oh, Lark, I would have waited a lifetime for you.” Then his mouth is on mine again, kissing me as he guides himself inside of me, lifting me up, taking me against the wall of the shower.
It’s sex. Yes.
But it’s more than that.
And it means everything, and it means nothing, and it is here, and it is gone.
I don’t know where I come from. Memories are fleeting and the truths we carry can be taken from us in the blink of an eye. I don’t know who brought me into this world, or how I ended up in the arms of five hawk shifters starring in a Vegas show, but I did, and I am, and I don’t need rules to live by.
Because tonight I have given myself permission to be what- ever I want.
21
Sawyer
Lark falls asleep in my arms, the six of us in the two king- sized beds in one of the suite’s bedrooms.
Her eyes close, the most beautiful smile on her lips.
Serenity.
I run my fingers through her hair, the lights are off and everyone is passed out. The sheets are ruined and we’re all naked–having given Lark everything within us.
Just when I think she’s asleep, she reaches for my hand, grip- ping it tight, soft cries escaping her lips.
I try to wake her from the nightmare, but it doesn’t work. So instead, I pull her close to my chest, wrap my arms around her in an effort to still her shaking body.
Her fingers dig into my skin, and our bodies are so close, I feel her every breath, and then, it’s as if I can see her every thought.
