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My pussy clenches hard on Booker, and he groans.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Booker rumbles from behind me, and then he smacks my ass, no doubt adding another red mark, but I don’t care. I keep my eyes on Gage, on the way his muscles stand out in sharp relief.
They love this just as much as I do.
Holding my head while Gage fucks me, Eric starts to murmur words of encouragement, things that only make my pussy clench harder.
“Good girl. Take him all in. Look how hot you are, sucking Gage’s cock. You want this.”
Like the good girl I am, I suck Gage harder, making him groan as he starts to fuck my mouth. His large fingers caress my chin as he picks up the pace, and another orgasm builds in my core, a tidal wave I can’t stop as Booker fucks me hard. He reaches down and strums my clit, sending the wave crashing down.
Legs shaking and core clenching tight, I shatter again, crying out when Gage pulls back, only for him to slam down my throat. Eric shoves my head in until my face is pressed tightly against Gage’s pelvic bone, forcing me to gag. Eric holds me there, Gage’s cock twitching in my throat, dangerously close to finishing. Only determination keeps Gage from spilling, and Booker stops his movements to keep him from doing the same, until they are all holding back their releases just for me.
Eric lets go of my hair, and I pull back, needing air. Gage reaches down to wipe the tears from my eyes caused by my gagging, and then they are moving.
Someone picks me up, and for a moment, I’m not sure of anything except for the tattered remains of my yoga pants dangling from my calves. Then I’m placed on top of Gage, his cock held ready for me to sink down on. His hands go to my hips as he lies back against the sofa, and I immediately start to roll my hips, taking him inside me. I should know I have zero control when it comes to Gage. He starts to pound into me as someone shoves me down over him, taking all control from me and giving it to them. Gage’s face is a snarling mask as he watches his huge length slide in and out of me.
Booker appears beside my head, his cock out and waiting for me. I waste no time sucking him into my mouth and tasting myself there, but that isn’t what has me losing all of my shit.
Beneath me, Gage watches me lick Booker’s cock, watches me taste myself, and then, to my surprise, he leans up and licks the opposite side. My eyes pop wide, my mouth opening on a gasp, and Booker immediately presses inside, but Gage continues to lick him, tasting my juices before kissing along my cheek where he can feel Booker in my throat.
Fuck. They are going to be the death of me.
Behind me, Eric strokes my spine, his fingers tracing my skin as he watches it unfold.
“Think you can take me too?” he asks, knowing damn well I can’t answer. “I think you can.”
Then he moves. I assume he means my ass, and while I’m no stranger to it, that’s not what he starts to probe.
No, Eric is pressing his cock against the same opening that Gage is stretching. I go to lean up, but strong hands hold me down, keeping me in place as Booker’s cock fucks in and out of my mouth.
Eric presses his tip against my pussy, and Gage suddenly holds still, allowing him to push, to stretch my opening to the point of pain, but because I’m warmed up, I stretch until Eric eases his cock inside me. The feeling of fullness overwhelms me as Gage stays still to allow Eric to push deeper, until they are both there, touching each other inside me.
I nearly come just from the thought alone.
Then they begin to move, and I go wild.
Gage and Eric alternate between thrusts—one pulling out while the other pushes in, one pushing in while the other pulls out—until I’m a mess of moans and cries around Booker’s cock.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so perfect,” Eric praises above me, grunting as if he’s having a hard time holding back as he watches me take him and his brothers.
Over Gage’s shoulder, in the gap between him and Booker, movement draws my attention. Archer strolls around, his eyes bright as he watches what we’re doing, but he doesn’t join in. No. Instead, he disappears for a moment before I hear the sounds of scraping. He reappears in the opening, dragging the armchair, and then he takes a seat and watches, his eyes on me.
He made sure I’d be able to see him.
I shatter, crying out around Booker’s cock as everyone grows feverish with need. Gage and Eric fuck me faster, both of their cocks driving me higher and higher until I know I’m about to explode into thousands of pieces. I don’t dare close my eyes, keeping them fixated on Archer, where he enjoys the show of my destruction.
“Fuck.” Booker grunts, his cock twitching in my throat before he shoves himself down, pressing my face against his skin, and then his warmth coats my throat. I swallow him down, taking it all as he continues to fuck my mouth with each jerk and each jet of cum. The moment he pulls out, Gage grabs my head and kisses me hard, tasting Booker on my lips, and I scream my release again.
Gage and Eric lose their rhythm as my pussy clenches tightly down on them, milking them for all they are worth and pulling them into a release with me. They grunt as their cocks jerk, rubbing together as they fuck me. The orgasm I’d been riding goes higher, continuing until I’m a shaking mess of ecstasy. I know I’ll be dead to the world when this is through.
Their warmth fills me to overflowing, until I feel our combined juices start to trickle out and make a mess on the sofa. Only then does Eric gently pull out, my pussy trembling at the action before Gage does the same.
I don’t move. I can’t, collapsed as I am over Gage’s chest, with so many hands stroking over my skin. Exhaustion hits me immediately, but I’m aware enough to watch as Archer stands and comes over to me.
“I’ve got her,” he says, lifting me into his arms as if I weigh nothing and carrying me towards the stairs.
I’m jelly in his arms, liquid, as all my bones disintegrate at the fucking I happily took.
As he lays me gently in his bed, Archer presses a sweet kiss to my forehead while he cleans me up, making sure I’m not a mess before covering me with the warm blanket.
When he tries to leave, my hand latches onto his wrist. “Stay with me,” I murmur, my voice slurring as I start to tumble closer to sleep.
He hesitates, but then he climbs into bed with me and spoons my back, holding me tight.
I blame the exhaustion and earth-shattering orgasms for what happens next, but I wouldn’t take it back, even if I could. With my voice barely loud enough to hear, I whisper, “I love you.”
If not for his sudden tension, I’d think he didn’t hear me, but then Archer leans in and kisses my shoulder blade.
“We love you too, Genevieve,” he whispers. “We love you too.”
