Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 61005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Instead, though, he dropped his mouth to my pussy.
And started to kiss me… there.
They’d only done this a few times, and never Leander before. Always Janus.
But Jesus, when Leander started doing with his tongue what he usually did with his fingers? It was like my pussy turned straight into heaven.
I screamed.
I clawed.
I writhed and Leander held my thighs in place with his huge, muscled arms while he continued eating me out and sending waves of wracking pleasure through my center outwards.
My legs started shaking… and didn’t stop. Oh God, it was so good. Oh God, I never wanted it to stop.
My hand went for Leander’s head but Janus or Milo caught it, pinning it back to the couch. I flopped backwards and cried unabashedly now, tears streaming down my face as Leander wracked my body with pleasure.
Oh fuck. It. Just. Didn’t. Stop.
It had to stop sometime, right? He had to get tired, didn’t his mouth get tired, but oh, oh, oh, holy—!
His tongue swiped inside my pussy, where Milo’s cock had just been, and I—
“I can’t take anymore, I can’t, I- I- I- I—”
“Yes, you fucking can,” Leander lifted up from my sex to say, his mouth wet with my juices.
“Yes, you can, baby,” Janus chimed in. “You can take more.” His voice hardened. “And you will.”
Leander’s mouth was back at it, suckling on me, suckling so hard, pulsing my sex with his tongue—
“Oh my God, I can’t—” I whined, legs shaking even more as I writhed back and forth, testing Leander’s hold on my thighs.
“Help me hold her,” Leander growled. “And get at those nipples. We exhaust her with pleasure now.”
“Wait, what?” I looked up in alarm. But Milo and Janus were there, gazing down with intensity.
“Just look at our cum staining her tits,” Milo said. Then he reached down, grabbed my nipple, and twisted hard.
I came, so trained to come from that particular move, especially when my nipples were so extremely sensitive like they were now. I howled. Janus held a hand over my mouth.
“Look how luscious her tits are. They’re bouncy and luscious as fuck.” Milo sounded awed.
I just writhed against Leander’s torturous mouth one second… and tried to pull away from him the next.
But he didn’t let me go. He tortured me with my orgasms. For half an hour more. Then longer still. Until I lost track. Until I’d come so many times I was limp. But still he made my center pulse and sting with pleasure
I wept and came and my legs shook as yet again he wrung another peak from my exhausted body.
“Have you had enough?” Leander asked. His voice was rough as he lifted up from between my thighs and swiped at his glistening mouth with his forearm.
I could only blink up at him dazedly. My stomach spasmed hard at the cool air against my swollen pussy.
“I think you’ve finally fucked her brains out,” Milo grinned, hand on his hard cock. He’d taken a seat on the edge of the bed for the show. I blinked blearily just enough to register Janus on the bed behind him, watching me but not touching himself.
“Come on,” Janus said, standing up. “She’s exhausted. Let’s get her a bath and then into bed.”
“Too tired.” At least that was what I meant to get out.
“That’s some lovely gibberish, baby,” Leander said, his voice husky and suddenly soft. He’d been so hard all night, I blinked up at him in confusion.
But he just bent down and kissed my forehead. “Such a good girl,” he whispered. “Such a good, good girl.”
I leaned into his chest and basked in his praise. God, I was exhausted. It felt so good to close my eyes. Leander petted my hair and kept whispering over and over what a good girl I was.
I glowed and drifted… only blinking awake a couple times in the bath as big warm hands held and bathed me. And then again when the guys laid me in bed. My eyes were shut fast when their warm bodies climbed in on both sides of me.
How could they take me from such kinky adrenaline highs and then to…this? The gentle washing and the cuddling as we slept? As if they were two sides of the same coin? Tears wet my eyes as I fell into sleep, overwhelmed by love for the strong men surrounding me.
Which made it all the more devastating when I woke in the middle of the night.
I stared at the ceiling, having to pee. Then, just like I had all week, I crept out down the bottom of the bed—and not a one of them moved. I didn’t know whether to love or hate that they were all such heavy sleepers. I tiptoed over to the large closet to dig through my bag. The emergency contraceptive box was at the very bottom of my suitcase. All but forgotten.