Prologue #2
I can feel Dylan’s hand on my thigh, drawing my attention back to him once more.
But before I can lean in to kiss him again, Callum reaches my side, his hands in my hair, drawing my face up toward him and kissing me right where he stands.
When he pulls back, I’m a little breathless, my chest rising and falling swiftly as he grins down at me.
And when the stars have cleared from my eyes, Carlisle pulls me close, an arm around my shoulders as he dips me into a passionate kiss.
Dylan’s hand is on my leg, and Joe’s arm is around my waist, his thumb skimming along the small of my back.
All of them are touching me, kissing me, showing me how much they want me.
And that’s when it strikes me that I didn’t come out here because I wanted one of them.
I want all of them.
“Let’s give you a send-off to remember, huh?” Dylan suggests, grinning, as he reaches for the zipper on my pants.
I can only moan in agreement, the ability to speak having temporarily vanished from my mind as Joe presses his mouth to my neck, his rough stubble grazing my throat.
I close my eyes, leaning into him, and another mouth finds mine again—it’s not until he pulls back that I realize it’s Callum, who’s kneeling on the ground before me.
In the dim light cast by the fire, I can see the strain of his erection through his pants, and I bite down hard on my lip, already feeling the warmth spreading down to the apex of my thighs as the men crowd around me.
Joe’s hand slips to the top of my pants, caressing along my panties playfully.
“You need your other first kiss too, right?” he says, and at first I don’t know what he’s getting at. My cheeks flush as it clicks.
“You mean…?”
Joe moves his hand into my panties, fingers circling my clit before I can get the words out.
I gasp, sinking backward, and find Carlisle behind me, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me against his chest. I can feel the strength of him behind me, the beat of his heart against my back, and he moves his hand to my chin as he guides my face to his, kissing me once more as Joe and Dylan slip off my jeans and panties.
Callum kneads his hand into the dark puff of hair on my mound, sending a rushing heat of need through me.
“Fuck,” Dylan groans as they strip me down for the first time.
Carlisle’s hand moves beneath my shirt, caressing my nipples as he tugs my bra down, and I gaze up at him for a moment, trying to ground myself in the shocking fact that this is really happening.
These men really, truly want me.
I look down and see Joe moving between my legs, hands slipping up either side of my thighs to lay me open in front of him.
He draws his lips up my skin, and I find my hips rising to meet him, practically aching for him as he moves closer and closer to my pussy.
I’ve never had anyone touch me down there before, at least anyone other than myself, and the thought of experiencing this for the first time with the hottest men in town is—
“Oh!” I cry out, loud enough that I’m sure half the surrounding county can hear me, as Joe presses his mouth to my pussy for the first time.
I can feel the vibration of his groan as it pulses through my body, and Callum leans in to draw one of my nipples into his mouth.
I know this is risky, hooking up where anyone could catch us, but right now, the only thing in the damn world I can think about is the way Joe’s tongue feels against my clit.
“Fuck, listen to you,” Dylan murmurs, sliding a hand along the outside of my thigh, sinking his fingers into my flesh like he has been waiting to do just this for longer than he would care to admit. “Sounds like you’re doing a good job, Joe.”
Joe kisses my clit softly and my thighs shudder, his lips tugging lightly on my folds as my vision grows a little blurry.
Carlisle brings a hand to my neck, resting on it lightly as he guides me up to kiss him once more.
His tongue enters my mouth at the same second that Joe slips his inside of me, and I whimper against his lips, my body rising toward a release that I can do nothing but give myself over to.
“That’s it,” Dylan guides me, his hand pressing on my lower belly to keep me in place. “I want to see you come, Angelie…”
Callum bares his teeth against my nipple for an instant, and it’s that combination of sensation that finally tips me over the edge and into my release.
My body convulses, thighs spasming on either side of Joe’s head, and the sound I make is barely muffled by the kiss that Carlisle refuses to break for an instant.
Callum gropes at my breasts as Joe continues to make out with my pussy like it’s the most delicious thing he has ever tasted, until I have to weakly push his head back, my body too over-sensitized for more.
“My turn,” Dylan tells Joe, grasping him by the shoulder and playfully pushing him aside.
He kneels between my legs and takes my face in his hands, kissing me once more—but this time I can feel the hardness of him through his pants, and my post-orgasmic body is ready to finally do what I came here for.
“You want me to fuck you?” he asks, and I nod. He chuckles, smoothing his thumbs over my cheeks. “Let me rephrase.” He glances around. “You want us to fuck you?”
I bite my lip. God, the thought of losing my virginity to not just one of them, but all of them… It’s more than I ever could have imagined, a kind of decadent luxury that I normally would never allow myself, but now I can’t think of anything better.
In just a few months’ time, I will be a qualified kindergarten teacher, living my life as clean and innocent as I possibly can.
This might be my last chance to do something utterly and completely reckless, to give myself a story I can come back to for years to come.
I don’t know if I’ll ever get a chance like this again.
So I don’t see what choice I have but to say…
“Yes,” I breathe, finally.
Dylan plants one last kiss on my lips before he unzips his pants, drawing his cock into his hand, and my legs part a little further, almost on instinct.
Joe, beside me, rests his chin on my thigh, his lips still glistening with my wetness as Dylan guides himself toward me.
I can see his tip glistening with pre-cum, a sure sign of how much he wants me—I might not know much about this world, but I’m not a total innocent when it comes to the signs of desire.
It feels, for a moment, like I am the very center of the universe, like this pleasure is meant for me and me alone…
And then I feel him nudge against my entrance, his cock parting my lips with ease as he presses into my slit for the first time.
I can’t take my eyes off of him as he slowly pushes inside of me, letting out a deep growl at the back of his throat that seems to echo up through his whole body.
His fingertips sink into my hips, pulling me onto him, and Carlisle winds his arms around me, gripping me tight like he’s making sure I enjoy every inch of this.
“Oh, fuck, you’re so wet,” Dylan grunts as he pushes the last inch of his cock inside of me.
The feeling of being filled like this is…
new, to say the least, but not in a bad way.
It’s the kind of newness that makes the hair on the back of my neck stand on end, the moment burning itself into my brain like it’s the most important thing in the world.
Right now, that’s exactly what it feels like—Joe watching my pussy envelop Dylan’s cock for the first time as Callum brushes his lips along my exposed nipples, Carlisle holding me close, his muscles flexing as they tighten around me.
There in the fading firelight, the stars bright in the sky above us, Dylan moves into me for the first time.
He takes me in deep, long strokes that send pleasure shuddering through my body.
I can see my wetness leaking down the inside of my thighs, his cock glistening as he pulls back to sink back inside me once more, and I close my eyes and lean my head back against Carlisle as Dylan moves deeper and deeper into me…
Until Carlisle pulls me back toward him. “All of us, right?” he reminds me softly.
Dylan lets out a groan of amused frustration, kneeling beside me as Carlisle pulls me into his lap. His cock strains against my slit, and he unzips himself, taking me by the hips to guide me on top of him and letting my full weight sink down into his lap as he pushes himself deep.
“Oh, fuck,” I groan.
Dylan kneels beside me, stroking his cock and watching like we’re his own personal porno.
That thought sends another shock of pleasure through my body, my pussy clenching around Carlisle’s cock—it’s thicker than Dylan’s, my lips parted a little wider to take all of him, and the angle allows him to hit an entirely different spot inside of me, a spot that soon has my head spinning.
“You’re going to come again, aren’t you?” Joe’s voice is suddenly in my ear, his hands on my hips as he guides me down on top of Carlisle again and again, clearly enjoying how lost I am to the pleasure.
The noise I make in return isn’t one that I’ve ever heard from myself before, but then, all of this is so new to me, how could I possibly recognize any part of it?
Joe stirs my hips this way and that, strong hands taking control for me, and Carlisle’s mouth finds mine as he drives himself up to meet me over and over again…
And I come for the second time, body clenching against him, thighs squeezing around his lap as my pussy clings to his cock.
All at once, I feel the shockingly new sensation of Carlisle reaching his release inside of me, the warmth of his seed filling me as he grinds himself into me, like he’s making sure he’s buried himself deep within me before he’s done.
He lets out a long, low groan into my mouth, and I hardly have time to catch my breath before Joe has pulled me into his lap.
“You think I got you that wet not to fuck you myself?” he murmurs in my ear, hand on my belly as he pulls my back to his chest. The other three are watching now, cocks in hand, stroking themselves to the sight of me, but my gaze is so blurry from the back-to-back orgasms that I can barely take it in.
I feel the pressure of Joe’s thick tip against my entrance, and just like that, he slips himself inside of me, pulling me roughly on top of him as he flexes his hips up to meet mine.
“Fuck, you really are soaked,” he groans as he moves deep inside of me, fucking me hard enough that I can feel the spasms of my pussy pulsing around his cock.
Dylan inches closer, dipping his head down to suck on my nipple, letting his tongue trace circles around it like he can’t think of anything more important in the world.
I let out a whine of pleasure, and Joe slips an arm around my belly, pulling me even closer.
I squirm in his lap, feeling him at every angle within me, and the sound of appreciation he makes in response tells me that he’s enjoying every moment of this.
I sink back into him, watching as his cock pistons in and out of my pussy, driving deep into me again and again. Seeing my own wetness mixed with Carlilse’s seed smeared along Joe’s shaft is impossibly hot to me, a sign of how willing he is to take me in any way he can have me.
I can feel the smoldering heat from the fire, Joe’s hands on my body, Dylan’s mouth on my breasts.
The others are panting, ragged breath tearing from their lungs as they watch me get taken like this for the first time.
All of it blurs together, creating a memory I know I’ll never forget, not as long as I live.
My heart thuds in time with every one of Joe’s thrusts, and after a few more moments, he drives himself deep inside of me once last time, and I feel the throb of his cock as he releases his seed within me.
“Good fucking girl,” he growls in my ear.
I turn my head so my mouth can find his, our tongues meeting as he stills himself within me.
Before I know what’s happening, I feel hands on me again, pulling me forward—and Callum kisses me hard, his teeth catching my bottom lip for a moment as he grins into my embrace.
“Best till last, huh?” he teases playfully. He sinks me down onto the grass, pinning my wrists above me with one hand as he parts my legs with his knee.
Around me, the other guys close in, Dylan’s hands on my thighs to open them, Joe’s mouth against my neck, Carlilse murmuring encouragement into my ear on the other side. I can hardly make out the specifics of his words as Callum thrusts into my pussy, and I gasp against his mouth as he fills me.
Four men in one night—you’d think I would have grown used to the feeling by now, but it’s even more thrilling the longer it goes on. My body is worked up into a frenzy of pure, unstoppable need that seems to pulse to every nerve ending in my body at once.
I hook a leg around Callum’s back, drawing him in deeper.
His cock is long, and the fullness of him inside of me is nearly overwhelming in exactly the way I want it to be.
I can feel a third orgasm building fast within me, so quickly that it almost feels dangerous, but with all their attention focused on me, it’s impossible to do anything but give myself over to it…
So as Callum fucks me against the soft earth there in the forest outside Devin’s Ridge, I come again, a sound tearing out of me that belongs to a wild animal more than anything else.
Callum doesn’t stop moving for an instant, pushing himself deep into me as the muscles of my pussy throb helplessly around him.
He lets my orgasm massage him into his own release as he finally stills, driving himself to the hilt and letting himself finish.
I feel his warmth mingling with the others within me, and beside me, I’m distantly aware of Dylan cursing to himself.
Looking over, I see that he’s reached his own release, his seed spattered on the ground beside me.
As Callum lazily grinds his hips into mine, I know this is a night I will never forget. Not just because I lost my virginity, but that I did it in such style, with four of the hottest guys this town has ever produced.
I don’t know what the next few months have in store for me. But whatever happens next, I know that I’ll always be able to look back on this evening as proof of the fact that I am desirable, and that I have a naughty streak that might come bursting out again at any moment.
And that, whatever happens, this town will always have a piece of my heart.