Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
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T IERNEY
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O h, my god. I don’t know how to describe it, but I love the taste of all three of them. I can’t seem to get enough of the warm, silky drops that seep from them and sizzle hotly on my tongue before I swallow it down.
So addictive. Also, it’s an incredibly powerful feminine feeling when their cocks twitch and harden even more against my tongue.
Hmm... very interesting. There’s something amazing about doing this, but I can’t find the right words that would completely encapsulate the feeling.
Sucking on the head of Colter’s cock, desperate to draw out as much pre-cum as I can, I raise my eyes to him and note the look on his face. I do the same to Nolan and Jace.
Somehow, they look more fierce, more feral, and more alpha, as if they are the gods and I’m their servant.
I’m acutely aware of how wet I am. The panties were barely anything to begin with, but I didn’t expect I would drench the fabric so much that even my thighs were slippery with a coating of my juices.
“Wait, is this normal? Am I supposed to be this wet?” I ask, slipping a hand between my legs to test my own wetness.
I’ve never gotten this wet before, and I have a very healthy relationship with my clit vibrator. Before I can even analyze the wetness on my fingers, Colter and Jace swear under their breaths, and Nolan scoops me up from the floor with a heavy groan.
With my mouth still tingling from the imprint of their cocks, I let out a squeal as he tosses me onto the giant-sized bed. Jace removes my panties, and embarrassingly, it leaves a wet trail on my thighs as he peels it off me.
Wide-eyed, I watch as they inhale the scent of the little scrap of my panties, particularly where I soaked the fabric, and then they proceed to lick up the dewy spots on my skin all the way to the apex of my thighs. The touch of their mouths on me zapped me like a string of electric shocks.
So being that wet must be a good thing, then?
Two huge, calloused hands part my thighs, Nolan’s and Jace’s. My mind does one round of frantic, lightning thoughts before Colter’s breath sails over my wet, hot, swollen flesh.
Oh. My. Holy. Cow.
He lowers his head. Using his tongue, he parts the folds of my pussy, and then he starts to sip from me. He starts to sip at the copious essence that now increases in flow and pools at my entrance, taking a mouthful and then pouring it back over my clit so he could suck it all up again. He triggers a fierce, rumbling orgasm that bolts through me like a volcano.
I’m 100% sure I died.
Colter then offers me up to Nolan. My entire body, still pulsing maniacally, melts all over again under Nolan’s touch. I’m done. I can’t put two thoughts together... But then I remember I need to capture all this in words.
“Wait, I need... I... to... oh god... I need to write this down,” I finally manage to ground out. “I need my tablet—”
Jace hands me my tablet and stylus. I try to write something before I restlessly toss it aside, too overwhelmed to document anything at the moment.
Nolan engulfs the whole of my pussy between his lips and pulls. My back arches, my nipples pebble so hard, I’m worried they’re going to explode. I shatter apart, every cell vibrating as I come again.
Jace comes to my side and semi-straddles me. All I can see is his thick back, corded with muscles golden from the sun, and his steely, delicious butt. I’m tempted to bite into it.
But then he bends over, and I gasp as the damp head of his cock rests heavily against my stomach, pinning me down in place as he takes my clit between his teeth, flicking his tongue against the bead until I’m shaking uncontrollably.
On the other side of me, Nolan spreads my labia apart with his fingers. Colter dips inside me, and then using his wet fingers, he presses them against my bottom hole.
My head shoots up from the pillow. I scratch at Jace’s back the same moment that Nolan slips his finger into me, just deep enough for me to contract wildly against the foreignness inside me.
Clumsily I pick up my tablet and stylus again. One more attempt to record this, and again I can’t compute anything into words, so I end up leaving erratic lines on the screen instead.
Colter penetrates my bottom hole with his finger, biting my inner thigh as he does so, and a flash of pain sears through me. Jace sucks harder on my clit, one of his fingers hovering too close to Nolan’s, who is already inside my pussy, and Colter burns through another ring of resistance in my butt.
I’m writhing all over the bed; perspiration makes me gleam and activates the fragrance of my lotion, while the scent of my arousal sends an embarrassing blush to my cheeks.
I have zero control over my body, and defeatedly I give in to the limb-shaking, mind-altering, astoundingly primal climax that crash-lands me onto another planet altogether.
“Sorcery,” I say, rasping, planting the word in my mind so I don’t forget it. That’s the only word to describe what their mouths did to make my body quake with rapturous applause.
I’m boneless. Floating on a cloud. Yet at the same time, I’m on edge, tense.
Colter slips his exceedingly muscle-decked body over me, and as he towers over me, he engulfs me in his dark shadow, and I shiver at the thought.
“Are you sure you still want to do this, Tierney?”