"Maybe we should," Storm agreed. "We could stay here forever. Order in food once in a while."
"Too many people would miss you," I said as Frost slowly made his way down my body with his mouth, kissing here and sucking there before lowering his head between my legs, tasting my pussy with his tongue.
"I could retire," Storm said stubbornly. He shook his head to himself and started to shed his clothes.
In a minute or two, I was surrounded by six, naked muscular men who all loved me. The lingering fear of the last couple of hours was gone from my mind. The only thing that mattered right now was skin on skin and Frost's tongue on my clit.
Dallas lavished attention on my breasts with his mouth, sucking one nipple, then the other. Every couple of minutes, he switched to the opposite one, making certain they both got their fair share of spoiling.
"Why do you always taste so good?" Frost asked. He smiled at me with his eyes while tracing circles around my clit piercing with the tip of his tongue.
"I could ask you the same question," I said, my breath already ragged. There was nothing about any of them that didn't feel and taste good.
"Pineapple," Ramsey said simply.
I choked back a laugh, which ended abruptly when Frost pressed a couple of fingers inside me, hooking them around and rubbing them over my G spot.
"You're weird," Storm told him.
"Thank you," Ramsey said graciously. He stood watching Frost while slowly stroking his hand up and down his erection.
"Make her come," Storm said to Frost.
Frost made a noise of agreement in the back of his throat and worked me more firmly with his tongue and fingers.
Who was I to argue? I arched my back and shouted to the ceiling as the first orgasm claimed me. I was barely down when Frost was kneeling between my knees and sliding his cock into me.
"Mmm." I exhaled slowly as he slid in and out of me, our bodies making wet sucking sounds with each thrust. Hisbare skin slapped against mine over and over, the sound mesmerising.
"Come inside her," Storm told him. "We all want to watch."
"Yes, we do," Ramsey agreed.
Atlas groaned. "I find myself agreeing with Storm again."
Storm chuckled. "When you're right, you're right."
"It had to happen eventually," Atlas teased.
"Fuck off," Storm told him, but it was a brotherly tone, not the antagonistic one they used to share.
"Ignore them," Frost said as he drove into me. "I'm trying to."
"Ignore who?" I joked, my eyes half-closed. "I can't hear anything. Just us fucking."
"That's all that matters," he said. He grunted and thrust frantically before crying out and coming deep inside me. "So… good. So… fucking good." He fell still, filling me with his cum, before finally sagging and rolling off me.
Before anyone else could move, Dallas left my breasts and shuffled over between my legs. He lifted them to drape them over his shoulders before slamming hard inside me. His eyes wild, he thrust desperately, no more than a handful of times before it was his turn to come, filling me further.
"So fucking incredible," he whispered. He panted and clung to me for a minute or two before lowering my legs and reluctantly rolling away.
On some unseen signal, Storm was beside me, rolling me over and pulling me to my hands and knees. He knelt behind me, gripped my hips and positioned his cock outside my pussy. Slowly, he eased inside me until he was seated all the way in.
"You're so warm and wet," he marvelled. "So damn perfect."
I must have been very wet from the cum of two men inside me, but that didn't deter him at all. He pulled me back onto him with one hand while reaching around with the other to pinch mynipple. I cried out, but it felt so good. Even better when he did it again, and again.
"You're going to make me come again," I said.