Page 130 of Web of Lies
“Jesus,” Seger rasps, running a towel down my face, arms, legs, and feet. Drying every inch of water from my skin, leaving my bra and thong still wet. Chase grabs his towel, drying off again, and I’m suddenly surrounded by my three gorgeous boyfriends. Staring at me like I’m the last piece of steak on a plate, and they’re all starving—ravenous.
Zepp’s body heat pours into my back. “You want to get these wet clothes off now?” Zepp asks, messing with the wet straps of my bra. I can’t help the smile that crosses my face again. These boys. How did I get so lucky as to get them? They’re so kind to me. They help me through everything, and above all, they’re gentlemen. Even standing in front of them, barely clothed, they make eye contact. Heated eye contact, but it’s there and it’s hot.
I lick my lips. “Yeah,” I breathe, “take it all off.”
Seger groans, rolling his eyes up to the ceiling. “I’m going to live with a constant boner at this point,” he chokes.
Zepp’s warm fingertips slowly lower the straps of my bra, moving to undo the clasps at the back. Seger runs the straps down my arms, letting them fall to the floor, and leans down, pulling my wet panties down my legs and throwing them onto the damp pile
“Fucking perfect,” Seger mutters, bringing his eyes to mine, pleading with me.
I nod, gasping when his lips wrap around my nipple. My body leans back into Zepp, his fingers running down my abdomen, finding my bundle of throbbing nerves. He circles my clit repeatedly. My hips buck forward, chasing the heavy pressure of his fingers. Over and over, he circles my clit, spreading fire beneath my flesh, roaring through my veins, until the familiar tingle settles in my lower belly. Spreading and spreading until I can’t hold it back any longer. The feeling takes over, pushing me over the edge of the mountain, detonating like a bomb. With Seger’s tongue circling my nipple and the feeling of Zepp’s fingers on my clit, it’s too much. The firework sensations they’re sending to my core are too much.
“I’m gonna—” I barely get the words out.
Chase’s mouth connects with mine, driving his tongue against mine. I moan into his mouth, my body exploding with the best orgasm I’ve ever had. I clench around Zepp’s fingers, working in and out of me, pumping softly, but demanding. And by the hard as steel erection bumping into my lower back, he wants it, too.
My heart pounds against my chest, breaths running out of control. Seger’s fingers play with my nipples, his lips crawling up the column of my neck. “And to think,” he rasps out. “We haven’t even given her what we got her.” His tongue licks against my jawline, groaning when he squeezes my tits in his hands.
“You got me something better than an orgasm?” I gasp out, my hips still working against Zepp’s fingers, still lazily pumping in and out.
Zepp smiles against my cheek, removing his fingers, and sucking my juices into his mouth. Moaning at the tangy taste of my pussy. “I don’t know if it’s better than an orgasm, but we didn’t think that’d be on the table,” he rasps.
“Mmmm—nothing compares to what we just did,” I sigh, feeling safe and warm in all three of their embraces.
“Not even cupcakes?” Seger asks, laughing when my eyes snap to his.
“Well, you didn’t mention cupcakes.” I groan back, my eyes rolling into the back of my head at the feeling of six hands roaming all over my body. Fuck me.
“How about we play a game?” Chase asks against my mouth. Running his tongue against mine again, eventually, he pulls back, staring deep into my eyes.
“What kind of game?” I gasp as two sets of fingers enter me from different directions. I groan as Seger and Zepp pump their fingers in me on top of each other, stretching me farther and farther. “Oh fuck,” I moan again, pumping my hips with their beat.
Chase groans, grabbing onto their wrists, stopping the motion. “A taste test game.” He smirks, causing my eyebrows to jump.
“And what exactly would I be tasting?” He smiles as he pulls the twin’s hands out of me, pulling me away. I whine at the stopping of it, considering another amazing orgasm was headed my way.
Chase brings me to a stop in the middle of his bedroom with the twins hot on our heels. He kisses my cheek and walks away with a mischievous grin
“We stopped at the best bakery in town,” Zepp whispers in my ear.
“They’re all handmade with homemade icing. Our favorite cupcakes for our favorite girl.” Seger finishes, pointing to a large white box sitting on Chase’s desk.
“Thank you,” I breathe, dreaming of the taste of the frosting on my tongue.
“So.” Chase licks his lips, making his way back to me. A red and yellow striped tie weaves between his fingers. “Are you up for a blind taste test?” he swallows hard.
His burning gaze slithers down my naked body like a snake about to strike, taking in my bare flesh like an offering, ready to sink his fangs into me. My wild breaths heave, pushing my chest in and out at a rapid pace. Three sets of eyes dilate, watching my nipples pebble and my legs tremble with need and nervousness. Each of their hungry, devoted, and beautiful eyes eat me alive. They put me on a pedestal for the world to see. I’m a goddess to them—at least that’s how they make me feel. I shiver under their stares with anticipation roaring through me. I want them. All of them.
I look between the three of them as Chase steps up. I have no reason not to trust them. They’ve never pushed me to do anything I didn’t want to, and they’ve never pressured me. They have shown me nothing but respect and adoration.
I nod. “I trust you, all of you.” My breath hitches as darkness dominates my vision. Leaning my head forward, Chase ties a knot, securing it tightly.
“What we’ve said always stands,” Zepp says, his breath fanning against my ear.
“We won’t push you to do anything you don’t want to. We adore you,” Seger whispers in my other ear, strumming his thumb on my bottom lip.
“What are the rules of this?” I ask, sucking Seger’s thumb into my mouth. He groans in my ear, flicking my earlobe with his wild tongue.
