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Chapter 10

Cora

The amount of stimulationcoursing through my body is about to send me into orbit. Rev’s strong arms are around me. His body surrounds me as I lean back on him on top of a pool table so classy it looks like it was salvaged from a swank country club. He has my wrists loosely tied, and I’m tangled in my shirt and bra, feeling both dressed but also sexually exposed to my guys.

After everything I went through before Eagle Peak, I should hate the very thought of being restrained and being displayed. But I don’t hate this. Iloveit. Because it’s Rev doing it to me. Rev who loves and protects me and looks after my pleasure before his own. And because it’s my guys we’re sharing it with.

Even better than being bound and displayed by Rev, Doc is between my legs, devouring me like he’s in a pie-eating contest and I’m the creamy, delicious treat. He’s being messy and thorough as he thrusts his tongue inside me and laps around the outside, and his nose grinds against my clit. His shoulders make perfect footrests, and his hands on my thighs are keeping me spread open, adding to my sense of perfect helplessness.

My nipples are aching and chilly after the heat of Shep’s talented mouth. Just like Shep promised, I can feel my pulse in them, and it’s both mildly painful and irrationally pleasurable. Rev adds to my pleasure by circling my achingly tender peaks with his warm fingers.

Heat spools in my center, and the pleasure builds step by steady, relentless step. My stomach tightens, and my head lolls back on Rev’s chest.

My loving Daddy presses his goatee-covered cheek against mine. But when he speaks, his words aren’t directed toward me.

“Yeah, Doc. You’re eating that pussy good, aren’t you, son? You’ve got her cross-eyed up here. Look how her toes are curled. God. She’s tight as a wire. Ready to come all over your face. You want it, don’t you? Her cream all over your face?”

Doc nods and mumbles something, but he’s still right there, all up against me, tongue inside me. Rev’s wonderfully dirty words and Doc’s response drive me even closer to the edge, and when Rev pinches one nipple between his fingers, I’m done for.

My whole body shakes as I cry out my pleasure to the rafters. My legs fight Doc’s hands, but he holds them firm. His mouth is still on me, but he presses pause on what he’s doing while I come apart. I’m glad. If he stimulated me through the orgasm, I might just launch into orbit.

“Shep, come on over,” Rev says.

I’m in a pleasure coma, barely aware that Doc pressed a final kiss to my pussy mouth before stepping back and letting Shep move in between my legs.

“Fuck our princess while she’s still spasming.” Rev’s words make me groan with pleasure. How did he know I was still feeling the effects of that orgasm? How did he know my channel is quivering and throbbing emptily?

“God,” Shep whispers. I’m not sure if it’s a curse or a prayer. He looks down at my panting face and heaving breasts, and his blue-green eyes darken. A hard, hungry look comes over him and transforms his normal easy-going smile to a mask a warrior puts on before going into battle. Is this what he looked like when he used to wrestle? Is this how he would stare down the enemy and make them tremble in their boots?

I’m trembling, but it’s not with fear. I’m ready. So ready.

Shep and I haven’t had intercourse before. Knowing this is our first time causes a flutter in my stomach.

I meet Shep’s gaze, and if he’s trembling too, he’s hiding it well. He’s naked, pale, and muscular, and the look in his eyes is sober. Intense.

His body is a study in just how massive muscles can get when a man works hard on building them. Of all my men, he is the most regular at the weight-bench, and every hour he spends there shows. His hair is down from his usual bun, and it makes shaggy waves around his face and over his shoulders. Blond hair covers his chest. At the base of his penis, the trail of blond darkens to brown. With all that muscle and hair, he’s like a playground for my fingers. Oh, how I want to pet him! But I’m not allowed. I’m tied.

Instead, I do what I can. I say, “You’re gorgeous.”

“Nothing compared to you, my flower.” His penis is hard and thick and dark with engorging blood. He has a fist around its base, and he’s aiming it at my entrance, but he’s not taking that final step. “All right?” he says. He’s asking for my consent.

I nod. “Yes, Shep. Do it.” My back arches, and my legs wrap around his hips in invitation.

His eyelids flutter closed, and he says some things in Norwegian. Then he’s sliding into my sopping wet pussy. He’s thick. So thick. As he fills me perfectly, I remember his taste. The feel of him in my mouth. The silky texture and sweetness of his come.

He uses his strong body to bend over me, pressing me harder into Rev, and he begins a gentle rocking that somehow feels forceful despite the subtlety of the movement. It’s because I’m pinned between two men, I realize. It’s because Rev surrounds me from the back, not yielding an inch, and Shep surrounds me from the front. I have one hard cock branding my lower back and the other searing a path of pleasure deep in my core.

And all eyes are on me. Even Grim’s. I can’t see him past Shep’s big body, but I feel his gaze. He’s watching. Enjoying. My sullen Ukrainian isn’t jealous. He’s secure in my love, and I’m secure in his. We’re a team, the eight of us. Yes, eight. Because even though Jud can’t be here with us now, we’re with him in spirit.

I close my eyes and picture him, and when waves of orgasm grip me, I cry out from somewhere deep inside where his absence has left a hole. I’m coming. I’m weeping.

Rev releases the tie around my wrists as Shep shudders with his own orgasm. I want to throw my arms around my big Norwegian, but I’m too sore. Rev knows it. He’s massaging my arms, helping the blood to flow and making the muscles pliant again after enforced stillness.

Shep drops his head to my shoulder, and to my amazement, Rev uses one hand to tuck a lock of hair behind Shep’s ear. The movement reveals Shep’s sweaty brow and his blissfully closed eyes.

“You did good,” Rev tells Shep. “You fucked our princess good. She enjoyed that.”

Understatement. But I don’t bother correcting him.

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