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I WENT TO BED THAT night knowing at least one of them would come to me. I could feel the energy in the air. At dinner, it was palpable. Every bite of food, every touch, every look was like foreplay. We were all excited to seal the words that had been spoken earlier. We were together. We were going to be together, and it didn’t matter what anyone else thought about our unconventional relationship. We were all very happy with the way things were.
When I heard the knock on my door, excitement flooded through me. I had dressed for the occasion, wearing nothing but a thong and a robe. I figured I would save some time. It wasn’t like I needed to play hard to get. I knew someone was coming, and I wanted them. End of story.
I opened my door with a sultry smile. All of them were standing there. Butterflies took flight low in my stomach. I had fantasized about this moment, but I never thought it would be a reality. I stepped out of the way and opened my door wider. I nearly orgasmed just thinking of what was to come.
“Nice outfit,” Berrion said with a grin.
I looked down and realized my robe had fallen open. I was exposed, save for my nipples that were perky and holding on to the edges of my satin robe. “I wore it for you,” I said with a wink.
“Then you can take it off for me,” Ares said and to my surprise, he pushed it down my arms, leaving me in nothing but my thong as the material fell in a puddle on the floor. He grabbed the back of my head and kissed me. The searing kiss threatened to buckle my knees. He backed me against the wall, his hand dropping to my hip and squeezing.
I felt like I was going to explode. I could feel the sexual tension in the room like a heavy blanket. I felt their energy like they were all touching me at once. Ares’ fingers hooked under the thread of my thong and yanked hard. I gasped, opening my mouth wider. His tongue pushed inside my mouth, halfway down my throat. His fingers slipped between my legs. Using one knee, he spread my thighs and made way for his fingers to plunge inside me.
I moaned into his mouth as the orgasm rolled over me. He kept me pinned to the wall with his body, holding me upright as I came apart. He stepped away from me, leaving me clinging to the wall. I looked up and saw the others staring at me. I waited for them to choose who was next.
It was Sky who stepped forward. He walked to me and lifted me in his arms. He carried me to my bed and lay me naked on the bedspread. I felt like I was the buffet laid out for all of them. My chest heaved as I waited for them to decide what happened next. I knew there was no way it was just what Ares did to me.
Sky moved to the end of the bed while Ares moved to the head. I knew what to do. Ares unzipped his jeans and pulled them down, positioning himself over me. I eagerly sucked his cock while Sky used his mouth to pleasure me. The dual stimulation brought me to a quick orgasm.
Sky moved to his feet and stepped out of his jeans while Radolf stepped up to the foot of the bed. “Roll over,” he ordered.
I did as he asked, going on my hands and knees. Sky slid between the headboard and me, his glorious cock oozing with need. I eagerly took him into my mouth while Radolf fucked me from behind. He wasn’t gentle. He never was. Radolf was an animal, and I loved the way he fucked. He was strong and powerful in all ways. The harder he fucked, the harder I sucked. Sky groaned, his hands fisting in my hair.
I felt his orgasm coming on and braced myself to swallow him whole. When it happened, he triggered my own orgasm. Radolf shouted something incoherent as he pumped into me. When they were both finished, I fell to my stomach, certain I’d had enough.
Berrion stepped to the bed and lay beside me, completely naked and unashamed. None of them showed any shame. They were all comfortable with one another, which made me comfortable with the way things were going.
“Ride me,” Berrion whispered close to my ear.
I smiled and climbed over him. I slid over him, his cock slipping inside me. He filled me completely. I looked around the room, staring at my men, who were staring back at me with love in their eyes. I was both amazed and turned on even more at the sight of them watching me. I rode Berrion like I was on a trotting horse, slow and easy, taking great pleasure in dragging out his ecstasy. I could feel him straining against an orgasm. He wanted to explode. Every time I felt him getting close, I slowed way down.
He was gasping, barely keeping control. I wasn’t ready. It was too good to let it all be over so soon. Radolf stepped behind me, wrapping his arm around my chest, his hand gripping my breast. My head dropped back, resting against his chest. His hand fisted in my hair, pulling my head back. He passionately kissed me. It broke the control I was barely holding on to. I groaned, releasing the orgasm I’d been holding hostage.
Berrion jerked, bursting inside me. Radolf kissed me straight through my orgasm. When he released me, I collapsed onto Berrion’s chest. Berrion wrapped his arms around me before slowly rolling me onto my back.
I was drained, but I knew I wasn’t done. Not yet. There was one more. Always the silent and broody type. I slowly turned my head to look at Hawk. He was still dressed. His dark eyes locked on mine. I extended my hand to him, silently asking him to come to me. This was a big step for him. I knew I was asking a lot.
He had to trust me and the other guys. He was the outsider. Everyone liked him and respected him, but I knew he held himself back from the others. The other men moved to the back of the room. Hawk stepped forward, undoing his pants and pushing them down as he walked.
He came to me, covering me with his body. He kissed me before slowly entering my body. My pussy was swollen, tingly from the multiple orgasms. He grunted as he pushed in deeper. I felt my pussy spasming around him. I did not have favorites, but there was something very special about the way I felt when Hawk was inside me.
He made love to me, his body joining with mine on a spiritual level. I didn’t think I could do it, but it happened. I orgasmed again. My body could only respond this way to these men. They were a part of me. He rolled to the side and pulled me into his arms. Berrion slipped in on the other side. The other three passed out on the floor.
If only I had a bigger bed. I wanted to be wrapped up in all their arms. I wanted them all to hold me close. We were all sated, satisfied to simply fall asleep. There was no need to talk about anything. We didn’t have to try and make sense of things. I had never felt more content in my life.
I was awoken by Hawk moving. He slipped me out of his arms, gently shushing me when I stirred. He was out of the room in a flash, dressing as he moved.
“What was that about?” Berrion asked still half-asleep.
“I don’t know.”
“Is he sleepwalking?” Radolf asked. “He does that sometimes.”
That was news to me. “I don’t think so. He seemed pretty alert. I’m going to see if he’s okay.”
I climbed out of bed and grabbed my robe. I tied it closed and headed downstairs, hearing footsteps behind me. I didn’t see him anywhere downstairs. I heard voices and headed for the backyard. My mother and Hawk were both standing outside.
“Did you see it?” Hawk asked her.
“I did,” she whispered.
“See what?” I asked and walked toward them. “What happened? “What did you see?”
They both whipped around. “Azalea,” my mother said with surprise.
“What did you see?” I asked again.
“We saw the most beautiful shooting star,” she said.
I folded my arms over my chest. “A shooting star? Really?”
“Yes, it was spectacular.”
I looked to Hawk. “You saw a shooting star?”
He shrugged. “Yes.”
He was lying to me. I couldn’t believe he was actually lying to me. “You saw a shooting star? You jumped out of bed and came running out here in time to see a shooting star. Something that happens in a split second. You were dead asleep.”
“I can’t explain,” he said.
I noticed he was choosing his words carefully. He didn’t want to lie to me, but something was making him hold back. “Hawk, can I talk to you alone?”
He stared at me. “I’m tired. I’m going to bed. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
Before I could ask him anything else, he walked past me and inside the house. I couldn’t believe he shut me down. I looked at my mother. “What is going on?”
“Nothing, sweetie. Nothing. It was a beautiful shooting star. I wish you could have seen it.”
I smirked. “Yes, I just bet you do.”
My beautiful night was ruined. “I’m going to bed. Alone. Good night.”
I walked into the house and headed back upstairs. I knew they were lying to me, but I figured I would have to wait until I could get him alone. Hawk couldn’t keep secrets from me. We had learned that the hard way many times. I wished he could see that I was not a wilting flower. He could tell me what he saw. What he felt. Anything.
