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“We do it now,” he replied and his eyes roamed over her body and suddenly she wished she had more clothing on.
Boian reached for her, his hands landed on her hips and she gasped softly. Why did such a small touch turn her on so much? Why was she a glutton for punishment? These men didn’t want her in the ways she wanted them. Hell, she was a virgin and more than willing to let them fuck her in every hole, use her to pass the time and take from her body just so she could feel some sort of connection. She needed them. They were already a part of her and they didn’t want to have her be a part of them. Fuck, I can’t take it. I can’t. She planted her feet but Boian was so big, strong, and sexy, that when she felt his hard chest and even harder erection against her back and ass she stepped closer to Cosivan and the freaking bed.
When Cosivan opened his thighs for her to step between them she shivered from being this close to him. Thick wide shoulders like some football linebacker, and hard, thick, iron muscled thighs that immediately sent goose bumps over her skin as they touched her. She was much smaller than him, so as he glanced up at her, his face was in line with her breasts. She closed her eyes a moment and imagined him licking her nipple, maybe gripping her hips and thrusting his body against hers. She would come. Right here, standing between his legs if he showed even an ounce of desire like she had for him.
They were both silent. She felt his jean-covered thighs press against her bare skin. It made her body come alive. Was he doing this on purpose? Was he having fun teasing the wanton little virgin? Her anger boiled but one look into Cosivan’s eyes and she knew to not ever challenge him or start a fight with him. But oh, how she wanted to and she didn’t even know why. They made her crazy. Absolutely crazy. These were the only men, them and their team, that made her body react. It was wild.
/> “Your top,” he said and then went to lift it higher but then Boian slipped his hands around her waist and slowly raised it. She stopped his hands from lifting it over her breasts. She glanced over her shoulder at him and he squinted at her as if questioning his control.
“No bra,” she whispered.
She felt Cosivan’s fingers against her skin on her belly nowhere near the stitches. They caressed over her firm abs and to her hips. He ran his hand along her boy shorts and she felt her pussy spasm.
Don’t come, don’t come, don’t give in.
Then she heard the hardwood floor creak, and glanced up to see Viktor then Dusty and Chatham enter the room. Their shirts were undone, revealing all their sexy, muscular flesh and even some scars. Especially along Viktor’s body.
She tightened her pussy.
They remained near the doorway and the wall but watched.
“These will come out nice and easy. Relax,” Cosivan told her.
She snorted. Yeah, right. Relax with five men half naked in my room looking like they want to taste me. Hell, I want to taste them. All of them. She thought about lowering to her knees, pushing Cosivan down on the bed, and undoing his pants. She would whip out his cock and learn real fast how to please him with her mouth.
She felt her cheeks warm and knew a blush spread across her face.
She felt the tickle against her skin as Cosivan cut the first small stitch. She looked down and saw that there wasn’t any scarring, just two small dots that already seemed to disappear. Cosivan’s hands were so large against her body. She felt feminine, petite, and controllable. She would give him complete control of her body if he would accept her.
At the same time Boian kissed her bare shoulder and continued a path to her neck.
“Boian.”
“Shhh. Not a word. No lies. Nothing but truth.” He suckled against her skin. She shivered with desire.
What does he mean? Oh God, are they going to use me? Use my body? Yes. Oh yes, please let them. Let them take me. I don’t care about tomorrow or next week or anything but feeling more and giving myself to them and remembering this moment together forever.
A second cut and the next stitch released. Cosivan’s hands slid along her belly and then he cut the third stitch and she felt the tickle as he pulled them from her skin.
Boian ran his palm along the underside of her breast and as he moved it under her tank top she felt Cosivan’s lips against her hip right where the stitches had been.
“So sweet and soft,” Cosivan whispered, warm breath singing against her skin. She shivered again when he licked along her belly button and then over her tattoo.
When his teeth nipped her hipbone she thought her legs would give out.
She gasped and grabbed on to his shoulders.
Boian ran his hand under her hair to the base of her neck and gripped a handful of hair. She felt his control and her pussy actually spasmed.
“Isn’t she beautiful?” he asked aloud. Her eyes popped open as she remembered the audience.
“What are you doing to me, Boian, Cosivan? What do you want?” she asked, her voice cracking.
“You,” they said together and then Cosivan lowered to the floor, grabbed ahold of her hips and began kissing and licking her skin. He used his tongue and teeth to press down her bottoms as Boian lifted up her tank top to her neck, then covered her mouth and kissed her. She moaned and felt her pussy explode.
“Sweet mother, she’s gorgeous,” Chatham said and then she felt the others move closer but Boian was kissing her deeply. There were multiple hands touching her and then Cosivan was pushing down her panties, squeezing her ass, running a thick digit over the crack of her ass and she moaned.
She felt him lifting her thigh up over his shoulder. She pulled from Boian’s mouth as Cosivan’s mouth landed on her cunt. “Oh God. Oh!” she exclaimed.
