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“Are you just going to stand around the bed like spectators,” I teased, “or are you going to strip down and show your new fiancée a good time?”

Aurelius was the first to step out of his shorts. He dropped his boxers too, and his long shaft sprang forth, swinging through the air like a sword blade.

“Now we’re talking,” I grinned.

I reached out for it, but a hand stopped me. Another hand grabbed my other wrist, and before I knew it was face down on my stomach.

“So it’s going to be like this, is it?” I chuckled.

We’d had nights like these before — nights where the boys tied my wrists or ankles — or even both — to the far corners of the bed. They were sizzling hot nights, too. Fun nights…

“It’s not what you’re thinking,” said Jace. “Although what you’re thinking might be fun also.”

My pussy throbbed beneath me. My G-string was already soaked through. I strained to look over my shoulder, just in time to see some kind of glass bottle being lifted from a strange-looking device on the corner of the nighttable.

“What the—”

“It’s a warming machine,” said Merrick. “Trust us, you’re gonna love this.”

It was my all-time favorite of their many mantras:trust us, you’re gonna love this.And I always trusted them. And I always loved it.

Still, I couldn’t help but glance back over my shoulder as the bottle was tipped downward over my naked ass. A clear, glycerin-like stream poured outward in a razor—thin line, dribbling hotly over first one cheek, then the other.

“Coconut oil?” I purred, squirming into the mattress. I felt almost silly, not recognizing the scent before now. “You’re going to pamper me somemore?”

“We’ve pampered you all day,” said Aurelius. “Haven’t you caught on yet?”

The stream continued, dripping onto my lower back, my upper back, my shoulders. They dragged the stream back again, like a soothing waterfall of warm honey. Over my ass, down my thighs.Betweenmy thighs…

Mmmmm. Wow.

It was liquid heat, but it was more than that, too. It was pure, unfiltered arousal. Total surrender. I sighed happily, relaxing even further as the boys continued splashing my body with what felt like a whole river of hot massage oil. The more they poured, the deeper I was thrust into absolute heaven.

Then they dripped it down my ass-crack and over my G-string… and I was somewhere else entirely.

“Ohhhhhhh….”

Six hands fell to my body at once, all of them diving through the pools of melted coconut oil. Thirty fingertips traced my skin in places that made me shiver, massaging even more heat into my quivering muscles.

Holy.

FUCK.

Their oil-soaked palms glided up and down my body, all the way from the nape of my neck to the soles of my tired feet. The silky pleasure they conveyed was almost overwhelming, to the point of losing consciousness.

Stay awake!

There was no way I was missing out on any of this. No way I was losing even a single second to something as ridiculous as sleep, as three of my five senses threatened to be gloriously overwhelmed.

They rubbed and massaged at first, their efforts dedicated solely to loosening me up. I loved the way they kneaded my lower back, my hamstrings, my calves. As good as that was though, it paled in comparison to getting both feet rubbed at once. That seemingly simple little act, which brought tears to my eyes, was truly a religious experience.

After that though, things got wicked.

I twitched in anticipation as one of them stretched my G-string off to one side, then outright jumped as an oil-soaked thumb glided over my tight little asshole. More fingers began kneading the insides of my thighs, working their way upward. They grazed over my tender entrance, rubbing warm coconut oil into places that were already wet, already dripping.

Mmmm.

All three of them knelt beside me now, working the same beautiful area. I felt my cheeks being spread apart, followed by a pair of thick fingers gliding all the way inside me…

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