Page 12 of Heatwaves

“Let me help.” Oliver ducks his head between my legs again, tongue flicking against my clit.

It doesn’t take much for me to fall apart again, screaming as Oliver sucks my clit into hismouth and Aidan slams into my G-spot over and over again. I hear Aidan grunt behind me as I milk his cock, and then I feel him spill inside of me.

I’m boneless as I collapse against Aidan once more. Oliver grins up at me, his face damp with my juices. When he leans in to kiss me, I taste myself, and I don’t even care.

“My turn.”

I break away from Oliver to find Ty kneeling there, eyes hungry. Oliver shrugs and crawls away, settling beside Aidan against the headboard. I don’t know where Carter is, but I can’t bring myself to look away from Ty to find out.

“Flip her over, Aidan. Let me see that ass.”

My eyes widen at the words falling from Ty’s mouth. It seems like maybe he isn’t nearly as shy in the bedroom, and I’m here for it.

Aidan lifts me, his cock and cum spilling from me as he turns me around for his pod mate. Moving onto my hands and knees, I wiggle my butt in Ty’s direction while I grin at Aidan and Oliver.

I jolt when a hand slaps against my ass, gasping as my pussy clenches on nothing. Fiddlesticks! He just spanked me.

“Don’t be a brat,” Ty growls as he rubs at the sore spot for a moment before grasping my hips in his hands. He pushes into me slowly, my back arching as he fills me.

While watching him and Carter, I saw he was big—most whale shifters are, thank the gods—but it’s completely different than feeling him inside me. I moan when his hand slides into my hair, pulling lightly and placing just the right amount of pressure to ride that line between pain and pleasure.

Ty pulls out before slamming back into me again and again, hips hitting me hard enough that I will probably bruise.

“Oliver.” Ty’s voice is gruff as he turns my head toward his friend and I’m not sure what he has planned until Oliver is kneeling before me, cock level with my eye.

Yes, please. Don’t mind if I do.

My mouth falls open, and Oliver slides inside, one of his hands joining Ty’s in my hair. The two of them take control of my head as Oliver slides in and out of my mouth. I’m just along for the ride. I run my tongue along his head as he moves out, occasionally hollowing my cheeks, but this isn’t my show.

When Ty shifts me, tilting my hips and hitting just the right spot, I know I won’t last much longer. And I’m right. With just a handful of strokes, I’m coming. My screams are muffled by the cock still in my mouth.

“Fuck,” Ty grunts as his hand tightens almost too tightly in my hair. “Your pussy is squeezing me so tight.”

He growls as he comes, filling me with his seed, but he doesn’t stop moving as he works us both through our orgasms. Oliver pulls back, and I watch as he strokes his cock, still wet from my mouth, while I try to catch my breath.

Having sex with this many men at once is a lot of work. And there are still two left. They just might kill me before my heat even begins.

Ty hums as he leans forward, curling over my back. “That was amazing, baby. Oliver and Carter will take care of you together. I bet you’re getting tired.”

“Come here, kitten.” Aidan pulls me into his arms as Ty pulls out, and I feel the two men’s combined cum spill from me. My bed is going to be a mess. “Lay back, Oliver.”

Aidan kisses my forehead, and then he lifts me to straddle Oliver, holding the other man’s cock so I can lower myself onto him. Idon’t have the energy to ride him properly, but I try to at least attempt it, causing Oliver to laugh.

“Just lay here for a moment, precious. Carter needs to get you ready, anyway.” Oliver pulls me forward until I’m sprawled across his chest, his cock still inside me.

When I feel a hand on my butt cheeks, a finger probing between them, I tense up. A kiss lands on my ass as another hand strokes down it.

“Just relax, Lila.”

So I do.

I turn my head so I can kiss Oliver as Carter spreads lube on my backside and works his fingers inside of me until I’m reeling. Then he’s spreading me open with his cock, and my back arches at the pressure.

It doesn’t hurt—it’s just a lot, especially since Oliver is still sitting inside my pussy. It takes Carter a few minutes to work himself fully inside of me, but once he’s seated, I feel so full—and so freaking needy.

“Move,” I beg.

They don’t hesitate as they screw me hard and fast—there is no taking it slow here.

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