Page 73 of The Hunt


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“Oh!” Cody hurries into the kitchen. “Fuck yes. My favorite.”

He grabs one off the cooling rack and shoves the whole thing into his mouth.

“Animal.” West coasts in behind him and takes his time choosing. He grabs the perfect cookie and bites into it. “So good. I’m glad you worked at a bakery all this time. We’ll never go hungry.”

I’ve cut way back on the hours I work at Swan Dive. Emerie all but insisted and Cody and I have been putting a lot of work into the cabins and yurts, making them even more fabulous for those looking for a luxury camping experience.

He’s had plans drawn up for a house and stables up in the meadow he fell in love with. The house will be a sprawling log cabin style structure with two story floor to ceiling views in the open concept central living area. Then one side will have the master suite, including two offices and a large bedroom. The other side will have four more bedrooms. He keeps dropping hints about babies, lots of babies.

I’m not ready yet but maybe someday. My emotions and anxiety about becoming a parent run deep. But then I look at the three of my partners and I remember I wouldn’t be alone. I’ll never be alone again.

They’re here for me on the hard days. The days where the pain of my reality is too heavy to carry on my own, they shoulder it for me. I do the same for them. There are times when Cody gets a faraway look on his face while West or Blake are on the phone with their parents and I’ll lend him my strength.

Any worries I’ve had about how this could work were put to rest long ago. We fit together so naturally. We don’t hide our relationship in town, and both sets of parents are mostly supportive. The people who matter don’t care, and the ones who do care, can fuck off.

Blake reaches out and wipes a bit of melted chocolate off Cody’s lip and then licks it off his finger, their eyes never leaving each other and becoming heated. The way they love each other is beautiful, raw, and powerful. The sexual tension between them never fails to ignite my desire.

“If you wanted a taste, all you had to do was ask,” Cody says with a cocky smirk. He grabs Blake by the belt and yanks him against his front, crashing their lips together.

I feel myself tugged back against West, his hand slipping under my shirt. “You love this, don’t you, baby?” His fingers slide under my waistband.

I lift my hand and run my fingers through his hair, pulling his lips to mine. He tastes like chocolate and brown sugar as my tongue glides against his. The sting of his teeth on my lower lip makes me gasp, and as his finger dips lower, his moan reverberates when he discovers I’m not wearing panties.

“What a bad girl,” he says as he slips a finger into my soaked cunt. “No panties.”

“That’s because I have them,” Blake pulls the thong he peeled off me earlier out of his pocket and holds it up like a prize. “I needed a snack before we made the cookies. Bent her right over the counter.”

“She’s still soaked.” West lifts my shirt, tossing it on the floor. “So wet, it’s dripping down my fingers and pooling in my hand.”

“She must have more to give us,” Cody says as he pulls his shirt over his head, revealing his incredibly muscled chest and abs, the ridges and valleys following a pronounced V line pointing to his thick cock.

West unhooks my bra and pulls it down my arms, tossing it to the floor with my shirt. He cups my heavy breasts, teasing my nipples with strokes of his long fingers and Cody grabs me by the ponytail and angles my head back, slanting his lips over mine.

He kisses me with utter domination. The strokes of his tongue tame my own while taking a whip to my desire and need for him—for all of them. He wraps his hand around my neck and squeezes until his kiss is all that I breathe in.

Cody moves to the side as Blake joins us. His fingers hook into my pants, pushing them down my hips until they pool at my feet and I’m standing between the three of them naked. Blake steals me from Cody and kisses me with the slow, sweet attention he always gives me. Then Cody lifts me into his arms and carries me into the bedroom.

He tosses me playfully onto the bed, a king and full pushed together so we can all fit comfortably. I open my thighs and circle my clit while I watch them undress. Their eyes all darken as I dip my fingers inside myself, so wet the sound fills the room, drawing groans from all three.

West is the first to get to me, slapping my hand away from my pussy and closing his mouth over it. Nothing feels as amazing as his tongue with its piercing circling and flicking my clit. Cody shoulders in beside him, working his tongue into my hot channel.

Gripping the sheets beneath me, I arch into them, lifting my hips to meet their mouths with urgency. Blake straddles my chest, running the tip of his cock over my lips and I open, taking him inch by inch as he slowly pushes into my mouth. I grab the base of his cock and squeeze, moaning at the pleasure of having the three of them use me.

“Fuck.” He grips the headboard with one hand and cups my cheek with the other. “Are you ready?”

I nod up at him, knowing he’s going to set a punishing pace that I’ll probably feel in the back of my throat for days. He glides his cock out and back in, increasing his speed until drool trickles out of the corner of my mouth and I’m screaming around his length as I come from Cody and West’s mouths. I gag around him as his pace quickens, even while my pussy is still fluttering from the pleasure of my own orgasm.

Blake cums down my throat, his abs flexing with the power of his release as he catches his breath. When he pulls out of my mouth, strands of cum and saliva drip from me to him and he collapses next to me, pulling me atop him. He continues kissing me while West lies down beside us and Cody grabs lube from the bedside table.

I’m passed back to West, who wastes no time positioning my opening over his cock. He groans as I slide down his length inch by exquisite inch. I take a shuddering breath when I’m seated fully on top of him, reveling in how good it feels to be stretched by him.

Cody climbs on the bed behind me, pushing me forward gently and the cool feeling of gel sliding down my crack makes me clench around West. He smiles up at me, palming my breasts and plucking my nipples, distracting me from Cody prepping me.

I whimper when he pushes past the initial ring of muscle, stretching me even further around his thick cock.

“Fucking fuck,” Cody mutters with a growl. “I always forget how fucking perfect this ass is all stretched out for us.”

The two of them find their rhythm, setting a perfect pace and I lose myself to an endless abyss of pleasure as they move in and out of me, filling me in the most beautiful way. I live for this, for their movements when they take me like this—like I’m nothing but a vessel for them to use and fuck and own. I live for it.

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