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I couldn't answer around Rock’s cock but I moaned my assent.

"Good," Neo said. “We’re ready to fill you up.”

The orgasm washed over me all at once and I cried out, the sound strangled as Rock spilled his hot semen into my mouth with a groan.

I shuddered with pleasure, my mind empty as waves of ecstasy rolled through me.

"Fuck!" Oscar said as let go.

"Take it," Neo said slamming into my ass and coming with a groan. "Take it all, Jezebel.”

My orgasm seemed to go on and on, and I rode the wave, grinding on Oscar's dick, my mouth and ass relaxed and fully open for Rock and Neo until we all collapsed in a heap, sweaty and breathing heavy.

Rock removed his dick from my mouth and bent down to kiss me while Neo eased out of my ass with a sigh.

I dropped onto Oscar's chest, completely limp.

He wrapped his arms around me. "I'll never get over how good it feels to be inside you.”

I eased off him and rolled onto the bed, tucked into the crook of his arm. Rock took the other side, spooning me and draping his big arm over my waist while Neo went to wash up.

I was thinking about where he would sleep when he came back, wanting to be close to him too, wanting to be as close as possible to all of them, when my eyes grew heavy.

"Happy Valentine's Day, tiger," Oscar murmured against the top of my head.

It was the last thing I heard before I fell into sleep.

Chapter51

Willa

Islept like the dead, wrapped up in the Kings’ bodies until I didn't know where I ended and they began. The sun was high in the sky and bathing the suite in warm light when I woke to a knock at the hotel room door.

I sat up, naked and groggy, and wondered where the Kings had gone. I was alone in the giant bed, the sheets rumpled and smelling like cologne and sex, champagne and strawberries.

It was a fucking mess and I didn’t care, not even a little.

Soft murmurs drifted in from the suite’s living room, but I couldn't see anything because the Kings had closed the doors to let me sleep.

And thank god, because they’d fucked me senseless, making me come again and again until I’d fallen asleep, limp and exhausted in the best of ways.

It was still weird to look down and see the tattoo over my heart. I touched it with my fingertip, thinking of Neo, then did the same with the other two tattoos, calling Rock’s and Oscar's faces to mind.

I was glad I’d been able to give them something that no one else could.

I sat up and stretched, the sheet falling from my naked body, then went to the bathroom and cleaned up.

I brushed my teeth and returned to the room to hunt for my robe. I found it on the floor and slipped it on before opening the bedroom doors.

The Kings were lounging in the living room, looking like a bunch of underwear models on lunch break. Neo sat on a chair in front of the round dining table, laden with covered dishes from room service, reading the paper.

His dark hair was tousled, a sexy shadow darkening his jaw, and I had to say, only Neo could make manspreading look that fucking hot.

Rock jumped to his feet from the sofa and put down his phone when he saw me.

"Morning, kitten." He came toward me and wrapped me in his arms, kissing the top of my head. "How did you sleep?”

"Like I was comatose," I said. "Is there coffee?”

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