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Bright Future

Murmurshumthroughtheair, pulling me from my sleep. I don’t know how long it’s been, but the sun shines through the window. It must’ve been a day, at least.

“It’ll take at least a couple of days for the water supply to work its way through the enemy territories. Our allies are pulling back to wait it out.” Wilder whispers the words, his voice lacing around me.

“Holly made it to Platinum Shores. The announcement won’t be made until the power shift. She already has access to their systems, though. It’ll give us an advantage. No one will expect it from her.” Arsenio lowers his voice, adding something I can’t hear.

A shock zings through my body, stealing my breath. Oh fuck. Fuck.

Panic rushes through me. This is it. I can’t deny my body any longer.

A wave of cramps pulses through my body, my clit throbbing and my nipples aching. My mind fogs with a need so intense that I cry out, reaching down to touch my soaking wet panties, the slick so bad that it’s dripping over my thighs. The touch of my fingers triggers tingles, stealing away the throbbing pain. So, I continue stroking myself, trying to find relief.

Wilder’s scent engulfs me before I see him kneeling by my side. He purrs, the rumbling of his desire setting me off. My muscle spasms control my body, and I can’t seem to do anything other than stroke myself. It takes him lacing his fingers around my wrist and pulling my hand away to get me to stop.

I arch my back and whimper, the noise pathetic and desperate, but I can’t control it.

“I’m here. I’ll take care of you.” Wilder moans, his fingers exploring between my legs at the same time he yanks my panties down.

The annoying ache melts away into complete pleasure, and I gasp and spread my legs wider, wanting nothing more than for him to give me his knot.

“I want you. I want you so fucking bad. The anticipation hurts.” I breathe heavily, shifting and moving, my body exploding at his closeness, his pheromones triggering me into action.

I throw myself at him, landing on top, bending down to kiss him. He bites my lip with a growl, his nature controlling his movements.

“Damn. I want her on top of me.” Desmond appears beside us, grabbing at my big T-shirt to pull it over my head. “Come here, pretty girl. Let me hold you.”

I can’t find my voice, my mouth continuing to disobey my brain, whimpering and mewing like an animal. Rolling me on top of him, Desmond wraps his arms around me, stroking his fingers over my nipples. My back rests against his chest, leaving me exposed for his brother as an offering of pleasure. Wilder fills the space between my legs, gliding his tongue over my clit, making me scream in ecstasy. He only stays there for a minute like he just wanted a taste, and then his weight sandwiches me to his brother as he slides inside, the girth of his cock stretching me, giving me exactly the pleasure I need.

“Arsenio, Enzo?” My voice pleads with their names, my desire wanting them nearby.

“I’m right here, baby.” Enzo touches my cheek, taking my hand in his, squeezing it as he kisses me next. “Let my brothers take care of you.”

“But I want to taste you,” I complain, panting and scratching my nails into Wilder’s back, his thrusting growing more intense. Without hesitating, he shifts up, giving enough space for me to arch up, and Desmond presses his hand into my back, supporting the position.

Enzo guides his cock into my mouth, the taste of his pre-cum sweet yet spicy like his desire. Arsenio takes my other hand, encouraging me to stroke him the way he craves as he waits his turn. My body explodes again with relief, lust clouding my thoughts, and all I can think about is the pleasure coursing through me.

Desmond shifts slightly beneath me, his hard cock testing my ass, and I rock my body, my slick so slippery that he glides inside me, adding to the pressure and bliss.

He groans under me, and Wilder helps keep him in rhythm. Electricity sings through me, Wilder’s cock engorging as I take his knot. Shadows edge my vision, and I moan, the ecstasy of his seed filling me better than it’s ever been before. I hum and wiggle, my voice vibrating over Enzo.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” Enzo says, stroking his fingers through my hair, brushing it away to look into my eyes. “You smell incredible. I can’t wait to fuck you.”

“Me next, brother,” Arsenio says, his voice deep and growling but not threatening.

Wilder massages his fingers over my clit, making my body squirt, my orgasm more intense, feeling as if it has doubled, triggered by his seed and the other by his fingers, and I scream, the relief comforting and amazing.

Desmond grunts from beneath me, his warmth flooding my body. I can’t get enough. I want more. I need more. I never expected to feel such sensations, their desire and pleasure reacting to me as if it’s my own. Wilder hugs me close, waiting for Desmond to ease out of my ass so he can roll over.

“Damn, baby. Look at you drip. I want to knot with you so badly, but I can’t wait. I need that sexy ass.” Enzo grabs my hips from behind, my knees planted at Wilder’s sides, his body filling me with a never-ending orgasm that makes me just moan my agreement.

My guys ravish me in a way that I never want to end. Any fear or panic that had crossed my mind melts away under their attention, their sweet words of adoration and love keeping me connected and with them despite my body feeling as if it rejects my soul to fly above me.

Sliding into my ass, Enzo moans, picking up his pace, using me as of vessel for his contentment and need. He digs his fingers into my hips, his nails biting my skin in a way that shocks me right in the clit. I bow down completely and bite Wilder on the nape of his neck, wanting to mark him as he claims me, his knot loosening enough for him to slide out.

The ache steals my breath again, and I pant and whimper, reaching out to Arsenio, crying his name to help me. He adjusts his body, his muscles rippling as he waits for Enzo to lift me up enough for him to get beneath me.

Desmond reaches between us, strumming my clit with his thumb, playing with my body as if my moans of pleasure are music to his ears.

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