Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Distracted by…
Nitro, the only one I’ve had a real up close and personal experience with. Smirking, he shucks off his underwear and gives his cock a stroke. My mouth goes dry, remembering.
And last, but certainly not least…
Wraith’s underwear is long gone, and his cock is already slick with precum, like he just can't wait to get inside me. Now that I'm sitting here with the three biggest cocks I’ve ever seen, it's honestly a little imposing. I wet my lips, and all three follow the movement closely. “How do I even start?”
“One step at a time.” Tank pulls my hand to him, wrapping my fingers around his girth. My fingertips aren't close to touching. It’s the same arm that still has his name drawn on it. “Stroke me.”
I obey, the order slicing through me and drawing my nipples into tight points. Nitro puts himself in my other hand, so I'm stroking both of them at once.
Wraith moves in front. He’s so heavily inked that it doesn’t occur to me right away that one of the swirls actually goes down onto his cock. He winks when he sees me staring. “Yeah it hurt, still worth it. Now open up, sweetheart.”
I do.
The salty flavor of Wraith bursts over my tongue. It’s so hard to concentrate on three things at once, but they don’t seem to mind. They're all so hard for me. So eager. I don’t feel dirty, I feel like a goddess. Their goddess.
I close my eyes and let Wraith set the pace. He cups the side of my face with one hand and strokes my hair with his other, taking it nice and slow by pushing between my lips and then pulling back out so I can explore every ridge and bump with my tongue.
Tank and Nitro shift so they can play with my body without me disrupting the rhythm of my hands along their shafts. Their powerful hands stroke my breasts and thighs, smoothing down my spine and over the swell of my ass. Three pairs of hands are on me, and it feels incredible.
I tingle everywhere, wiggling and swaying more and more against their touch. It starts light and teasing, slowly growing more forceful until Tank slides his thick finger in between my splayed thighs and finds me slick and ready to take things to the next level. Nitro plays my hard nipples like a musician, every touch and twist surging pleasure straight to my core. Now it’s Wraith that it’s hard to concentrate on, but I do my best.
“Good girl,” he murmurs, threading his strong fingers through my hair until he has a good grip on my head, then guiding me up and down his length.
I feel powerful but completely vulnerable. This is a test of trust. They could manhandle me any way they want, make me do anything. That edge of danger is exciting, but only because I really do trust them not to go too far.
Nitro pulls away, shoving my knees apart and sliding under me. He grabs my hips and pulls me down until my pussy is hovering right over his mouth. With my own mouth full, I can't really say anything, but oh my God do I moan as his tongue parts my folds and pushes inside.
Wraith groans. “Fuck, make her do that again.”
He does.
They are all clearly really good at oral, and I can’t even be jealous. I send up a silent thanks to whoever helped bring them to where they are. Up until I met them, my only experience with actually receiving was a few boring licks, and right now, I’m pretty sure Nitro could make me forget my own name.
Wraith pulls away, though he keeps his fingers wrapped in my hair. He lets out a held breath. “Goddamn, you're too fucking hot. I'm not ready to be done yet.”
I don’t get to respond before Tank is in his place. He rubs his thick crown against my lips and I open for him, wrapping my hand as far as I can around his base to keep him from going too deep as he thrusts his slick cock into my mouth. With a shuddering groan, I find myself rocking back and forth between Tank’s cock and Nitro's tongue and fingers, balancing right on the edge of coming.
“Beautiful,” whispers Wraith, tracing a finger over his name across my shoulders. “Let us watch you come.”
I do, letting the orgasm wash over me like the shockwave of a nuclear bomb. I rear back off Tank’s cock and scream as it washes away any trace of anyone who isn’t these men. I feel reborn.
When I finally slump to my hands and knees, they guide over onto my back. The soft mattress is like floating on a cloud while I wait for my heart to stop racing and my breathing to return to normal. “Holy crap,” I whisper.