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I gasp as his hands begin a sensual exploration, tracing every inch of my bare skin. His fingertips dance over my curves and valleys, igniting a fiery trail of sensation. When his mouth finds mine, it’s a passionate, consuming kiss that sends tremors down my spine. My fingers entwine in his hair, moving in perfect harmony with his.
He ventures lower, his lips grazing my neck, then trailing down to the sensitive area between my breasts. His nips and licks leave me breathless, aching for more, before he teasingly pulls back.
“Lie back,” he growls, the command resonating deep in his voice.
A thrill of excitement races through me as I turn on the island, suddenly the center of attention. All four of them encircle me, their eyes ravenous as they take in every detail of my form. I let out a throaty moan and bite my lip, fighting the urge to squirm under their watchful gazes.
Now is not the time to be self-conscious. Besides, the way they each look at me, I feel nothing short of beautiful and cherished, and that alone is exhilarating.
I lean back slowly, my gaze drifting toward the ceiling. My breathing becomes shallow under the weight of their fourintense stares, and a blush warms my cheeks as my desire for them swells.
A sudden chill runs over my skin, followed by hands gripping my ankles, pulling me down. Then, they are everywhere, their hands and lips pressing against my fevered skin. I let my eyes drift shut, surrendering to the sensation of hands exploring my body. Hot breath skims across my skin, and lips trail down my neck with light, teasing nibbles. They move around me in a symphony of touches, trading places and caresses until pleasure is all that remains. They strip away my clothes until the cool air kisses my dripping heat.
I reach out, desperate to anchor myself by touching one of them, and my body grows taut with need. One of them grasps my legs, lifting them until my feet rest on the counter. My eyes widen in anticipation of what’s to come.
I’m held in place by four pairs of hands, under the gazes of four pairs of hungry eyes. This mixture of intense pleasure and a twinge of fear is overwhelming, promising an experience beyond anything I’ve ever known. My heart races uncontrollably, their every move sending me spiraling further into a whirlwind of lust and desire.
Curiosity overtakes me, and I push myself up on my elbows for a better view.
Max stands to my right, his palm pressed firmly against the counter. His chest heaves with each rapid breath, and his eyes wander over my naked form. When our gazes lock, he looks at me as if I am the most precious gift in the world.
Avery, to my left, presses a series of tender kisses along my side, his tongue tracing a path up over my breast. He gently nips my nipple, his eyes closed and hands clenched in a grip of controlled passion.
I gasp, my gaze drifting down my body to where Ashton and Devlin stand. Their gazes are fixed on my core, their bodiespoised as if ready to pounce. The air around us is charged with anticipation, their heat nearly overwhelming.
In silent unison, they inch closer to my most intimate area. My heart hammers against my chest, threatening to burst from the sheer intensity of the moment. A tidal wave of pleasure engulfs me as their lips meet my most sensitive part, and I teeter on the edge of release.
My head lolls back, surrendering to the depths of their exploration. Their tongues delve deeper, coaxing moans from my lips. Just when I feel like I might succumb, they pause, allowing me a fleeting moment to breathe before returning with renewed fervor.
Every touch becomes more urgent, their desire evident in their clenched jaws and unsteady hands. They expertly guide me toward blissful oblivion.
Then, they simultaneously slide a finger inside me. I glance down, catching sight of Max and Avery each lavishing attention on a nipple, but Ashton and Devlin—their mouths are entwined in a fervent, three-way kiss with my clit, and their fingers move in a harmonious rhythm, plunging in and out of me.
My entire body quivers, a crescendo of ecstasy building along my spine. The intensity is almost too much, yet I won’t hold back. My hips rock instinctively against their tongues, my mind unraveling in the vortex of sensation. The pleasure, so sharp and overwhelming, propels me toward the apex of bliss.
Their hands firmly grip my hips, intensifying their tantalizing movements, driving me inexorably toward the brink. The crescendo builds until I’m lost in a torrent of ecstasy, screaming out as each wave of bliss crashes over me.
The sensations are too intense, too consuming for words. All I can do is lie here, basking in the euphoric afterglow, enveloped in a haze of pure bliss.
Gradually, as my breath steadies and my senses return, they each tenderly kiss their way up my body. Their caresses are gentle, intimate, and knowing—a soothing balm to the storm they just unleashed. Eventually, they envelop me in an embrace that feels like a return to equilibrium, a sense of rightness surrounding us all.
As my breathing normalizes, and I flutter my eyes open, four pairs of eyes gaze down at me, filled with a mix of affection and satisfaction. With the intensity of my preheat quelled, there’s only one thought left in my mind. “I’m starving.”
Laughter ripples through the room, a welcome reprieve from the intensity of moments ago. “Then let’s feed you,” Avery says, his voice warm, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
They help me sit up, their touches now light and playful, a stark contrast to the fervor that had just consumed us. Ashton offers me his hand, steadying me as I slide off the counter, my legs still trembling slightly. Each of them is attentive, ensuring I’m grounded and cared for.
Max heads to the fridge, rummaging for ingredients. “How does a late-night feast sound?” he asks, his tone casual yet considerate.
“Perfect,” I reply, the normalcy of the moment grounding me, bringing a sense of domesticity to the wild passion we just shared.
Devlin wraps an arm around my waist, guiding me to a seat at the kitchen table. The comfort of his embrace lingers, a reassuring presence. “You deserve the best after that,” he murmurs, a soft smile playing on his lips.
As the guys move around the kitchen, a symphony of culinary preparation unfolds before me. Pots clatter, spices are sprinkled, and the aroma of cooking food fills the air. I watch them, a contented smile spreading across my face. This juxtaposition ofraw passion and tender care encapsulates everything I’ve come to love about them.
Love.Dare I allow myself to love?
CHAPTER 23
