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I crawled onto the bed. A hint of wicked mischief shot through me. I let Liam go and raised my hands above my head, arching my back, rubbing my legs against each other, and humming with pleasure.
“Fuck, woman,” Rian rasped. Two hot mouths captured my nipples and need shot straight to my pussy, putting an end to my short-lived teasing.
“Fuck, yes,” I whimpered as I squirmed under their ministrations, bringing my arms down and tangling my fingers in their hair as they sucked and lashed at my aching peaks.
Cormac’s voice hummed against my belly. “Can you hold your arms above your head, darling? Hold on to the headboard?”
Could I? Was I ready for restraint, even if I could let go at any time? My heart beating out of my chest, I slid my arms over the shoulders of the men at my chest and back up above my head. I felt around for the slats of the headboard and wrapped my fingers around two of them, holding tight, as my men kissed my sensitive skin.
“Do you need to use your safeword?” Cormac asked me.
Did I? I tugged on the headboard, testing the strength of my grip. When a fission of fear crept up my spine, I squeezed tighter, focusing on the feeling of Rian’s and Liam’s mouths on my breasts. One of them bit me, hard, and I cried out, the pain distracting me from my fear, before he replaced it with intense pleasure as he soothed the ache with his tongue.
“I’m okay,” I whispered, squeezing my eyes closed against the temptation to peek at these glorious men worshiping my body, worshiping me.
“Such a perfect slut for us,” Cormac said, his voice vibrating against my inner thigh. He kissed his way down to my knee, then switched legs, working his way back up again. I could feel the men shuffling around, as mouths popped off my breasts, and hands slid up and down my body.
Resisting the urge to open my eyes, to run my hands over their bodies in turn, I lay there, panting, my heart racing, sweat pooling between my breasts.
A hot mouth kissed down my abdomen, the scratch of his five-o’clock shadow, driving me wild as he made his way down between my legs. “I love you, Ginevra,” he whispered as he nuzzled his check against the sensitive insides of my thighs.
Lips traced their way up and down my neck, stopping to nip and suck at the sensitive juncture between my neck and my shoulders. I cried with need, but strong hands held me down. “Please,” I whispered.
“I love you,” the voice at my neck whispered.
A third set of lips trailed their way from my ear to my jaw, before brushing against my lips. “I love you.”
“Pineapple,” I gasped, opening my eyes and grabbing at the bodies around me. “Fucking pineapple.”
Cormac’s eyes were stricken as he hovered over me. “Darling, what’s wrong?” He brushed the tears away from my cheeks as they poured down my face. “Love, God, I’m so sorry. How do I fix this?”
I shook my head as my tears turned into sobs. “I love you too,” I whimpered. “I love you all so fucking much, and I don’t know how I’m going to wake up tomorrow and know that you’re going to be flying back to Yorkfield in the evening.”
Rian dragged us up into a sitting position, settling against my headboard, and nestling me between his thighs, my back pressed to his torso. “Shit. Ginevra, princess—” he sighed, and leaned his head on my shoulder.
“I want you back in my life,” Liam asserted, rolling himself between my thighs and gazing up at me, his green eyes wide open and brilliant in the soft light. “Whatever it takes.”
“We all do,” Rian said, kissing my shoulder. “We want to make this work.”
“I do too,” I whispered, sniffling.
“Then we will,” Cormac said, running his thumb over my knuckles, then bringing my hand up to kiss it. “We’ll do whatever it takes, and we’ll make this work. I want to grow old with you assholes,” he said, his white teeth flashing bright against his brown skin as he grinned widely. “All four of us together, grouchy and grumpy, with gray hair, shouting at kids to get off our lawn. I can’t wait.”
I smiled at the image.
“Good talk?” Liam asked, apparently distracted by the mess between my thighs.
“Good talk,” I moaned as his mouth latched onto my clit.
“Slut,” Cormac murmured against my ear as he tweaked my nipple, eliciting a gasp.
“Only for you,” I gasped.
“Our slut,” Rian confirmed, cupping a breast in his hand as he kissed my neck. I lolled my head back against his shoulder as my men expertly played my body, driving me at breakneck speed toward bliss. Hands lifted me, pushing me forward until I was on my hands and knees, straddling Liam. I rubbed my clit on his cock before sinking onto him.
“Fuck, Ginny,” he swore, as I impaled myself on his length. “You feel so fucking good, every fucking time.”
Cormac scooted behind me, taking Rian’s place. He didn’t give me time to adjust to Liam, before pouring lube over me. He breached my ass, the sudden pressure overwhelming me.
