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"I could get used to this," I said with a lazy smile.
Sawyer's eyes heated as he leaned in, whispering in my ear.
"Just say the word, sunshine, and this will be your life. We will make you the happiest omega you've ever known."
"I'm starting to believe it," Jackson said. His voice was still rough with lust and now it was focused on me, watching Sawyer's fingers dance along my exposed skin.
They painted this beautiful picture of a life out on the ocean and I was starting to buy into it more and more. I wanted what they were offering... a life without extra worries, a life of being taken care of by eight amazing men.
Watching two of my men fall in love with each other. Letting myself be loved and love in return. I wanted it all and I knew I would do anything in my power to make it happen.
They were mine now, there was no going back.
Serenity
Waking up on a ship was far better than waking up in my small, shoebox apartment. The sun was shining through the curtains we forgot to close. For once I wasn't even upset at waking up early. Instead, I stood and went to the panoramic window, looking out at the ocean surrounding us and the sun dancing along the waves.
It was gorgeous.
Despite the guys fucking me the moment we got back, I stretched out my body, not feeling sore.
"You're up early," Silas's sleep-roughened voice called out behind me as he got up and walked closer, his arms encircling me and his forehead resting on my shoulder.
"We forgot to close the curtains," I said. "The sun woke me up, but I'm not mad about it."
He nuzzled into my neck, his hand curling around my body to slide inside my panties. Just the few moments of him touching me already had them wet with slick. He chuckled softly, the sound husky as he teased his fingers over my clit.
"I'm surprised you're not pushing me away after last night," he joked.
"It's hard to care about last night when you're doing that," I breathed out, my words morphing into a moan as he slid two fingers into my core, slowly pumping them in and out of me like we had all the time in the world.
Today, I guess we did.
Silas kicked my legs apart, never pulling his fingers from my needy pussy. I braced my hands against the glass of the window, steadying myself as he finally released me long enough to pull my panties down my legs, helping me step out of them. He slid his hands along my skin until he reached the hem of Amos's shirt that I'd stolen the night before. He ripped it off of me and I put my hands back on the window, arching my back just enough so he could fuck me. His cock teased at my ass and I knew he was as ready as I was.
He took his time still, hands ghosting over my hard nipples before rolling them between his fingers, pinching just hard enough to earn another moan. My entire body was on fire as he teased gentle touches over my skin, goosebumps erupting in his wake.
Finally, he found mercy and pushed his cock into my soaking wet cunt. One hand wrapped around my hip to hold me in place while he slammed home. My breath fogged up the window in front of me, blocking my view of the ocean, but I couldn't find it in me to care. He shifted his hips, brushing that spot inside of me that had my eyes rolling back. He was long and just thick enough that he nearly had me coming from fucking me.
That didn't always happen for me. At least not before them.
"God, you're perfect," he breathed out. "Come for me, sunshine."
I loved that they adopted the nickname the other guys have given me. They were the only ones in the world who called me that. No one in my life would have given me a bright, cheerful name like that. I was the queen of resting bitch face and snark.
But for them, I was their sunshine. Isaac had talked about how I brought more light to their life but truly, they gave me new reasons to live, to embrace life, not just hide from it.
Silas's hand found my clit again, pressing against it as he fucked me until my pussy was clenching around him. My orgasm rolled through me in waves that left me breathless. Fuck, they made every past lover I had look like a fucking novice.
My cries were muted, not wanting to wake the other guys up. Silas rested his head against my shoulder, muffling his own as he came with me.
He pulled out of me and placed a gentle kiss on my neck.
"I think we both earned a shower." He took my hand and pulled me into the adjoining bathroom. Amos was still dead to the world on the bed, so we gently closed the door behind us.
We didn't speak until I'd washed most of my body and had conditioner resting in my hair.
"How are you holding up?" I asked, tilting my head aside as I studied him. It was hard to read them still and I hated that I had to guess how they felt.
