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Flynn pushed in when Ry pulled back, and I cried out again. I was stretched tight around them, Flynn’s piercings caressing my sensitive inner walls as he moved in me. Ry grunted as his dick slid up against Flynn’s through my thin barrier. It was heady.
My cunt rippled around Flynn, my orgasm racing at me like a freight train. He moaned, shuddering as my core tightened around him, readying to detonate.
Ry moaned and punched his hips forward, both of them filling me. The buzz started in my veins, and I cried out, wanton and needy. Arching up, I writhed on their cocks, needing everything.
Tristan knew what I needed. He pressed his cock to my mouth, and I greedily sucked, his taste bursting on my tongue as I lapped at him. He threaded his fingers through my hair and guided me down his shaft, fucking my face in long slow strokes, his hips moving fluidly like the crashing waves of the Mediterranean only a stone’s throw away.
Ezra twisted my nipple between two fingers, cupping my face and opening my mouth wider with his other hand. I knew what he wanted, and damn, did I want that too.
Tristan pulled back, his cock falling from my mouth and slapping against his flat belly as Ezra guided his dick into me. His movements were slower but deeper as he pushed into my throat on his first thrust. I moaned around him, and his fingers tightened on my nipple.
Tristan gripped my hair harder, forcing my head back, and then he pressed his cock in alongside Ezra’s. I couldn’t take them as deep, but it didn’t matter. They were all inside me, stuffing me full.
This was what I’d wanted, what I’d craved.
Being filled by as many dicks as I could take, stretched to the brink and fucked senseless. I wanted their cum inside me, all over me, until it was dripping from me. I wanted them to own me, to use me, to fuck me until I couldn’t stand.
I wanted to come again and again.
Flynn ground the barbell at the base of his dick against my clit, and Ry slammed up into me once again. I cried out, my shout muffled by the cocks lodged in my mouth.
My orgasm ripped through me, blinding me with its intensity. White heat suffused my very core as my guys’ movements turned frantic, and my body, wracked with shudders and pulsing with ecstasy, contracted around them.
Ry’s cock hardened, thickening inside me. I cried out again, loving how the stretch bordered on painful. He was huge. So fucking thick.
That bite, the sting, renewed my orgasm, my body tightening once more. The flood of his cum inside me was like a drug pumping through my veins and lighting me up. I moaned, never wanting the rush to end.
Only a second later, Flynn shouted out, his cock pulsing inside me. My greedy cunt spasmed, wanting all of it. But Flynn didn’t linger, pulling out as soon as the final pulse painted my walls. I whimpered, frantically reaching for him as Ezra pulled away too.
“No,” I sobbed around Tristan’s dick. But the sound was incoherent as he threaded his second hand into my hair and pumped forward, his cock sliding straight into my throat. I gagged, and Tristan groaned, pulling back only far enough to let me steal a breath before he pushed forward again.
My shout burst out of me when another cock filled me. Ezra. He slid into my cunt, punching his hips forward hard and fast.
“Fuck me, you’re so wet. Flynn drenched you, little jailbird. He filled you so good. I’m gonna do the same. Pump you full of cum until it’s dripping from you.”
I moaned, and Tristan withdrew once more, letting me breathe again before sliding deep and holding my face against his groin, his trimmed pubes tickling my nose. “She loves being our cum slut,” he ground out. “Going to pump you full of it too.”
Flynn sucked on my nipple, biting down and sending a lightning bolt of paint/pleasure straight to my clit. Another set of fingers—I wasn’t sure whose—teased my clit, and I was gone, every nerve ending obliterated by the storm being unleashed inside me. Ecstasy rippled like waves through me, and a cacophony of moans and grunts sounded as my vision blacked out. I went limp in their arms.
Every sensation was happening in slow motion. I could feel Ry’s dick bucking inside my arse, still half hard even though he’d already come. His fingers tightened around my waist, and he started moving again, fucking into me slowly.
Ezra’s cock flexed, thickening and hardening as if he was riding the knife’s edge and experiencing sensation overload like me. His harsh cry as he flooded me with pulse after pulse was enough to renew my flagging orgasm, extending it. Heat rippled through my sweat-slicked body, and I gasped a breath as Tristan withdrew before plunging forward again, his salty essence hitting the back of my throat as he moaned long and low.
My guys collapsed in a pile of sated, noodle-like limbs and fast breaths as I floated on cloud nine, trapped between them, my skin still tingling.
I snapped back to reality when Tristan asked, “Kitten?”
I shook my head, pulling myself out of my X-rated stupor and saw Ezra and Tristan sitting opposite each other, both pairs of feet up on the table. They were working, their laptops out and sheaths of paper trapped underneath weights. Ry was nowhere to be seen, but he’d been about to dive in after me only a moment earlier.
“Sorry, I was away with the fairies. What did you say?”
Tristan patted the empty spot next to him and repeated, “Come and sit.”
I slipped onto the seat, and he tugged me to his side, his arm anchoring me against his body as Flynn stretched out next to me. “Did you enjoy your swim?”
I shrugged. “I was just telling Flynn that I can’t switch off. Even when I’m out there, I still have a million things going through my head.”
Ry placed a glass of iced water in front of me and slid into the empty armchair next to Ezra. “Thank you,” I whispered, then I guzzled the cool liquid.
