Chapter 12 - Hayden
HAYDEN
They carried me off like a trio of bare-chested barbarians; soaking wet, still dripping. I was only vaguely aware of being held before the fire. The warmth kissed my skin as two others moved down the hall, into the two nearest bedrooms, and returned with armfuls of bedding, pillows, and blankets.
Carter was already kissing me as he lowered me down, depositing me in the center of this soft new world.
The table between the couches had been whisked away.
In its place, centered perfectly before the roaring fire, was my naked, glistening form…
surrounded by three gorgeous men, racing to roll their wet clothes down their strong, sexy thighs.
Sawyer happened to finish first. He held something up by the edges, then let go with his fingers. A long, fluffy towel rolled downward, bouncing and dancing at it reached the bottom.
“You’re my hero,” I smiled up at him. “You know that?”
He draped it over me, drying me quickly. Then he pushed me backward, onto my elbows, and dove head-first between my legs.
“Heroes get dibs.”
I spread willingly for him, exploding with shivers at the rough graze of his stubble, which contrasted with the soft kisses he was now planting along the insides of my thighs.
My eyes rolled back as his tongue fluttered over me.
It teased my folds, giving me the smallest taste of what would come.
My mind was reeling, my brain screaming that I should enjoy this; that I should emblazon the memory forever, because this was a once in a lifetime, stars-in-alignment opportunity.
And one that in all likelihood, would never, ever come again.
“Angel.”
I looked left, and Carter was beside me. He kissed my shoulder so delicately it gave me goosebumps. His eyes were on Sawyer, though. And together, absurdly enough, we watched his friend go down on me.
“Holy shit…”
I could barely breathe as Sawyer’s hot, hungry mouth closed over my sex. His tongue plunged inside me, and two long fingers along with it. A tiny yelp escaped my lips, as I was transfixed by every wonderful detail.
“Kiss me,” I pleaded.
Carter swept my lips to his, holding me lightly by the side of my face. The feeling was unexpectedly intense; doing two things at once. Deriving pleasure from both top and bottom, I sighed into his mouth and lay back to enjoy the happy consequences of my current stream of life’s decisions.
Is this really happening?
Yes. Yes, it was. I had only to open my eyes, to see Bodie settle in on the opposite side of me.
His mouth was a jealous smirk as Carter and I kissed, rolling our tongues hotly.
I arched my back as his smooth, uncalloused hand slid over my breast, kneading it with firm, possessive pressure.
His thumb brushed my nipple, which stiffened instantly, a split second before his warm mouth closed over it.
Fuuuuck…
The combined stimulation was driving me wild!
Carter, kissing me until I was breathless, as Bodie slid his wet tongue in slow circles around my areola.
And then way down, between my legs… Sawyer.
Not just eating me, but pinning my thighs back and devouring me whole.
My hips began to roll as he pumped those long, slender fingers gently in and out of me.
All while tonguing the most sensitive parts of my delicate flower, and inching ever closer to my aching clit.
A hand touched the other side of my face, and suddenly I was kissing Bodie.
He tasted like man, and beer, and everything sweet.
Carter switched to my other breast, and I let out the mother of all contented sighs.
Their hands were no longer roaming my warm, writhing body; they were moving as if they owned me.
Their palm slid down the flat of my stomach, fingers curling possessively into my hips and squeezing me in a preview of what was next.
And I knew full well what was next.
These men were going to fuck me. They were going to spread my legs and drill me deep, then shove me face-first into the fire-kissed pillows and blankets so they could take turns plundering my body from behind.
I’d shove my ass backward to meet their every thrust as I took one, then another, then the third — all of them ramming me, taking turns on me, filling me with their long, beautiful thickness until I was clutching the others and screaming for more.
And if they didn’t do it soon, I would make them.