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When he did, I let him spill half of it straight down my throat… and the other half all over my face.
Jeeze, Quinn!
Cole was still watching, and now he was stroking himself too. I let him wait for a while, making sure I’d drained Evan’s balls completely, and then I shimmied over to kneel between his own massive thighs.
“How do you want it?” I asked innocently.
Cole replied by grabbing my head and driving himself straight past my lips. I sucked him hard at first, with his friend’s warm seed still in my mouth. Then I began rolling my tongue in circles, while he picked up the pace. Faster and faster he kept plowing away, holding my ears, guiding himself in and out. In stark contrast to doing all this, he was stroking my face slowly and gently with his two thumbs.
I love it.
My eyes closed. My tongue rolled. It occurred to me wildly and in the heat of the moment that I was in factmadeto do this. That I’d been built to pleasure and satisfy these three incredible men, who’d taken so much time and effort toalwayssatisfy me.
Cole grunted once, then began spraying my throat with jet after jet of his hot cream. I relaxed, letting him have his way, but also getting off on the intensity of the pleasure I was granting him. Nothing in the universe made me wetter than letting themuseme like this. And most especially, all of them at once.
“Damn…”
I rocked back on my heels and licked my lips, thoroughly satisfied with myself. It had been a while since I’d swallowed all three of them together like that. As I ran my hands down over the swell of my pregnant belly, I felt pleasantly sated and full.
Evan was still glassy eyed. Joshua’s expression was likewise very distant and far away.
“Lay back princess,” ordered Cole. “Your turn to feel good.”
I stretched out across the makeshift bed, wondering what they’d do first. The boys enjoyed lots of sizzling combinations when it came to my body. But having them take turns kissing and simultaneously going down on me was my absolute favorite.
To facilitate and encourage them, I slid a finger inside myself and let my thighs fall apart.
Cole shook his head though, and made a twirling motion with one finger. His grin said everything.
“Oh.”
I rolled over, and an instant later I knew their plan. The blankets and pillows were arranged with a depression in the center. When I lay across them, it supported my baby bump perfectly.
Genius.
Evan scooped a fistful of coconut oil from a giant container, then handed it over to Joshua. He did the same before passing it to Cole, and my whole body shuddered in anticipation of what I knew was coming next.
“Just relax.”
Three sets of hands began moving over my back and backside, kneading and rubbing and touching me everywhere. Six different palms rubbed oil into my back, my ass, my thighs. Thirty individual fingers pressed and kneaded their way into my muscles, eliciting groans of pleasure before sliding and gliding all over.
Forget the private island,I mused happily.Nowthisis paradise.
I stretched my arms high overhead, then parted my thighs to give them complete access. From there, the guys took over. I couldn’t stop moaning as they massaged my legs, still tight from the plane ride, and drove the balls of their thumbs into my tender hamstrings. I felt almost weightless, supported by the pillows. My skin tingled with excitement, all warm from the oil.
I’d heard of pregnancy massage, but this was the purest nirvana.
Two different men kneaded my thighs, my calves, my feet. My third lover was working my back, top to bottom, paying special attention to the stiffness of my lower back, unused to carrying the extra weight of my pregnancy. I let go completely, allowing them access to anyplace they wanted. I was a limp noodle. An ecstatic jellyfish.
I drifted for what seemed like a long while, through happy places in the hollows of my mind. These men weremine.I’d pinched myself so many times over the past few months, and every time I looked they were still right there. And not just there, but loving me every bit as much as I loved them.
And God, did I love them.
Each day I worked my ass off to make my business even more successful. And each night I came tothem. The boys fed me, they pampered me, they rubbed my tired feet. They took me to the couch to unwind, or sometimes up to one or more bedrooms, depending upon the mood. And it was there, being worshiped among the sheets and blankets, that I felt like anactualprincess.
I was their woman for sure, and one day — according to them — I might even be their wife. I believed them, too. With Evan, Joshua, and Cole, nothing felt beyond the realm of possibility. These were men that made things happen. They’d always forged their own destinies, rather than let others dictate things for them.
For months we loved each other, the four of us becoming inseparable.
