Page 101 of Snowed In with her Mountain Men
I threw myself into the nearest pair of arms, and began kissing whoever it was. It turned out to be Jaxon, then Oakley, then Ryder. Each of them held me for a swelteringly hot moment, drinking from my wet, eager lips before passing me to the next lover in their frenzied little circle.
It was a circle that had no end. A cycle that just kept going, and going, and going…
“Alright,” I said breathlessly, breaking momentarily away. “I’ll be yours. But on one condition.”
“Anything,” Ryder grinned happily.
I took his hand, brought his thumb to my mouth, and bit it seductively.
“You boys take me upstairs,” I said, in a low, sultry voice. “Andmakeme your girlfriend.”
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“Mmmmm…” I sighed, spreading my hands as I leaned backward. The pair of thighs beneath my palms were like two columns of iron. In the meantime I was rolling… grinding… churning my hips in a circle.
“So. Fucking.Deep…”
I had my eyes closed and my mouth open, though Ryder and Oakley were no longer feeding me. They’d dropped back to watch, to let me enjoy. I was at my physical limit, and Jaxon knew it. Still, he never backed off. Instead he bucked upward, spearing me even more deeply. Screwing me in places that were all new and uncharted.
“Please…”
He shifted, and a rough hand pushed its way past my lips. Suddenly there was fabric; the scent of my own body, the taste of my sex. Somehow he’d found my panties, and stuffed them into my mouth. It turned me on so much I was choking on my own lust.
Fuuuuck!
I found myself screaming around them, more loudly than ever, but my moans were muffled by the thin cotton fabric. Jaxon clapped his hand over my mouth, and that was it — I came hard, contracting around him. Screaming through the wetnessof my own lace thong, and coming like it was the end of the fucking world.
I nearly blacked out, which would’ve been a crime. I would’ve missed the deep, primal feeling of his shaft going off, erupting inside me. It was so big, so fuckingdeep, it almost didn’t feel real. I could feel the tip of him pressing against my cervix, twitching and pulsing, filling me up…
And then Ididblack out, or at least that’s how I perceived it. A fresh surge of euphoria washed my brain clean, resetting me, rebooting me to reality. I woke up groggily in the center of the bed, my head in Oakley’s lap, my panties no longer in my mouth. Ryder was buried pleasantly inside me, my legs resting on those familiar broad shoulders as he continued pumping away.
“Welcome back,” chuckled Oakley, kissing my face all over.
“Hi,” I said weakly.
“You alright? You passed out on us again.”
He handed me a cold water, as his friend continued fucking me like it was the most natural thing in the world. I almost laughed at the absurdity of it, even as I accepted the bottle and took a long, deep pull.
And then I realized, itwasthe most natural thing in the world.
For a girl with three boyfriends, anyway.
“I’m good,” I sighed, handing the bottle back. “No. I’m great, actually.”
Oakley chuckled. “I’ll bet.”
“There’s just one problem, though,” I smiled up at him.
“Yeah?”
I reached up and pulled Oakley’s handsome face down to mine. Kissing him was so hot, so electric, especially while being drilled by Ryder, still sawing away between my thighs. I kissed those gorgeous lips until I couldn’t take it anymore, whimpering and moaning and sighing into his mouth.
“I just can’t get enough,” I eventually murmured, batting my eyelashes at him.
With that, I wrapped my arms around Ryder, and pulled him down as well. Oakley and I never broke eye contact as I slowly made out with his friend, my body writhing beneath his as he surged into me again and again. He came with a roar, emptying himself inside me. When he finally collapsed, I pulled him close and kissed his cheek and whispered all sorts of wonderfully filthy things in his ear.
