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Let them do everything.
Gradually, things grew more intense. The lover behind me began pumping away, drilling me in ways I knew would bring me to a quick, violent orgasm. I knew the angle. I knew the rhythm, too. I’d been screwing them long enough to make these little distinctions, even with my hands literally tied behind my back…
I sucked hard, as the cock in front was pulled from my mouth with a wet ‘plop’. I felt the head smeared against my lips. The long shaft, slapped against my face a few times…
“I’m gonna guess that’s Marcus behind me,” I said, still breathless. “And Randall up front.”
I heard muffled laughter. The distinct sounds of swearing.
“That makes her three-for-three,” said Randall, almost admiringly. “How the hell does she know?”
I wanted to tell them it was easy. That I knew Marcus’s thickness anywhere. The gentle curve of Randall’s smooth length. That I knew the special spot Holden always liked to hit, and how only he could drill it out. That they each had different speeds, different rhythms. Different places inside me that were solely, completely theirs.
Someone undid the scarf tying my hands. I could stretch my arms again, but they still left the blindfold on.
God, it was such a fucking turn-on.
“You gonna share or what?” I heard Holden say. Marcus was still behind me. Still plunging in and out of me, only now he was using his hands too. His grip was firm and masculine. No matter how hard he squeezed my hips, I loved every fucking second of it.
We were still on the living room floor, where we’d started. Still spread out in front of the fireplace, in the heart of our beautiful rented bungalow. Though I was blind right now, I could still see it all in my mind’s eye. The soft couches. The plush carpets. And off in one corner, our own recent addition: a freshly-decorated Christmas tree, twinkling colorfully.
There weren’t any presents under the tree though.
Not yet…
It was still unbelievable to me, that this would be it. That Indigo was finished with us, and we could finally stop running. Marcus explained how the organization had grown increasingly disappointed with Kyrkos. He’d fallen out of favor, become a liability.
A liability we’d very neatly taken care of for them.
The truth was, we’d actually done them a favor. They could blame his death on a simple accident, and move on without the need for a more messy resolution. And so could we…
I moaned as I was rolled onto my back. Someone else spread my legs, and a pair of lips pressed against mine. I knew it was Holden even before he sank into me. He was the only one without a beard…
“You good?”
He whispered the words with a sexy roll of his hips. It wasn’t long before he was hitting that special spot.
“Better than ever.”
I sighed into his mouth as he began kissing me deeply, passionately, spreading me open with his hard body. His mouth tasted sweet. His hot breath smelled vaguely of the spiced rum and eggnog we’d shared back at the festival.
“You know we’re going to fuck you all night again, right?”
God, the words always made me melt! Every. Single. Time.
“Uh huh,” I breathed.
“And you know you can tap out,” he said smartly. “Any time you want.”
He punctuated the statement with another roll of his hips. My hands roamed his back, my fingers following every ridge of every muscle.
“Have I ever tapped out?”
He chuckled. “No.”
“Good,” I whispered hotly into his ear. “Because I’m going to drain all three of you dry.”
I nibbled wetly on his earlobe. The reaction was almost instant — I felt his cock jump, somewhere inside me.
