Four?
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Taylor dives headfirst into my pussy, cum and slick dripping out at an absurd rate that should have me worried if I didn’t just have three men finish inside me.
He starts eating my cunt like he’s starved again, making sure that as little of the mixture lands on the sheets and in his mouth instead. So. Hot.
As he winds me up to my fourth orgasm of the evening, Anderson and Monty move over to us. Anderson takes my right nipple into his mouth while Monty crawls over top of Luke and begins kissing all over him.
I reach for Taylor’s head pushing him further into me. I’m on edge as he slips a few fingers inside. He moves to bite my clit ever so lightly, and I shatter. As I do, he bites the inside of my thigh, placing his mark in a hidden but very warranted place.
We all settle back in the bed after Taylor finishes bringing me down. Licking my mark and resting himself using my thigh as a pillow. The air in the room is the perfect fusion of bakery and outdoors, all of us are melting into the bed touching in any way we can.
Sighing I lean my head onto Anderson, my hand reaching and finding Luke’s while Monty places his hand across from where he’s spooned into Luke to touch my hip.
Knowing that I am now in this pack, with my scent matches, has my instincts finally calming in a way they really never have. I’m reassured that no matter what lies ahead I’ll have these men with me.
My men.
My pack.
No more running.