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“How d’you want it, sweetheart?” He whispers in my ear. “From behind?”
“On my back,” I order. “Wanna see your face.”
“Who wouldn’t?” He grins, pushing me toward the sofa. I’m spread out on my back, and Riv, still sweating and breathing hard, slips a couple of pillows under my shoulders as Eli gets into position between my legs. I dig my heels into the muscled V of his back, trying to pull him into me, and he rubs his cock against my lips, making me moan and squirm.
“Eli… please…”
“Come on, honey. Get me all slick for you. Don’t want you getting sore.” He rolls his hips again, spreading my wetness down his length. I don’t know how he’s handling it. He’s so hard it looks almost painful, his thick cock flushed and weeping. As I watch, he reaches down and cups his balls, a look of discomfort flitting over his face. The poor man’s probably been hard half of the day.
“Does it hurt?”
“Like shit. I’d rather be kicked in the nuts.” He grins. “Not for much longer, though, right?” He reaches down and starts to play with my clit. I tremble, moaning, and his smile gets even wider. “Thesenoisesyou make. Can I record you? Make you my morning alarm?”
“No you fucking cannot.”
Riv slumps back into the armchair to watch. Out of the corner of my eye, I watch him stroking himself back to hardness. I choke as Eli gives my clit a little pinch. “ELI.Fucking get inside me.”
He laughs, lining the head of his cock up. He doesn’t need to ease himself in like Riv did; I’m already loose and aching for him. Instead, he grabs my knees, pushes them apart, and then spears into me in one solid thrust. I gasp, every nerve in my body electrifying as he starts up a punishing pace, slamming into the front wall of my pussy, lighting my insides on fire.
“Higher,” I moan. He lifts my hips a little, hitting a better angle, and I just about melt into the couch. “Oh… Please.... Please… Please…” is all I can say, as he drives himself into me. It feels incredible.
I’m so distracted, I barely even notice the creak of the kitchen door opening. It only registers when Eli freezes mid-thrust. My heart drops into my stomach. Slowly, I tip my head back to see Cole, standing in the kitchen doorway, holding a glass. He’s shirtless, dressed only in a pair of jeans. His blonde hair is damp, and his bright blue eyes are wide as he looks me over. Holy shit, the guy isjacked.His abs are like a pile of bricks stacked on top of each other, and his arms are roped with muscle. I glance up to his shoulder, and see Riv’s taken his stitches out; the bite is already fading to a reddish scar. It fits right in—he’s got scars all over him, some new, some old. He looks like some kind of Viking warrior.
He doesn’t say anything as my eyes finally climb back to his face. The others are still frozen around me, waiting for me to say something.
I hold my hand out to him. “Wanna join?”
Twenty-Two
Cole
Every muscle in my body stills as I take in the scene in front of me. My grip tightens on my cup.
I’m tired. After seeing Johanna and the kid in town, I came back and chopped us a good month’s worth of firewood. We don’t even need it, but I had to do something physical.
Now I’m exhausted, more than ready to turn in. I just stepped out here to get a drink of water; but instead, I find my three housemates rutting frantically in the living room.
Suddenly, I don’t feel so tired anymore.
Daisy licks her lips and extends a hand out to me. “Wanna join?” She asks, her voice deep and husky.
I run my eyes over her slowly. Riv and Eli haveruinedher. Her skin is flushed and glistening with sweat, and her brown hair is falling in tangled curls around her face. She’s wearing lingerie—something pale and silky. I watch her tits tremble against the lace on her cleavage as she pants for breath.
“You want that?” I ask, eventually. I’ve been a dick to this girl. There’s no reason she should want anything to do with me.
But she bites her lip and nods, her eyes dropping to the growing bulge in my jeans. “A lot.”
I consider for a few seconds, then nod, stepping forward. Eli graciously goes to stand, offering up his place between her legs, but I shake my head. “No.” I go to stand behind her. “I want your mouth.”
Her eyes darken. I reach down and touch my thumb to her bottom lip. “You want that?” I ask again.
She nods, slowly. I run my hand down her throat, down past her collarbone, in between her soft tits. She wriggles under me as my fingers slip over the slick fabric, looking up at me from under her lashes. I thumb at one of her nipples, making her gasp.
“Then take this off.” I tug at the strap of her little nightdress. “I’ll just end up ruining it.” She sits up and slips out of it, and I settle back into position behind her head, unzipping my jeans and taking out my cock. I’m already painfully hard.
“You, too,” she says.
“What?”
