Page 131 of Web of Lies
“You guess the flavor correctly, and we provide the pleasure,” Zepp murmurs in my ear, feathering kisses along my jaw.
“And if I’m wrong?” I ask breathlessly, seeking his lips.
“Then we provide the punishment.” Zepp smiles against my lips, pecking them once.
“Okay,” I say, swallowing hard. What kind of punishment could there be?
“Open wide,” Zepp rasps, pressing a sweet-smelling cupcake to my lips.
I moan as pumpkin spice floats over my tongue, mixing with chocolate and a few crunchy sprinkles. The warmth of a tongue dances with mine and the cupcake’s deliciousness, and together, we share this delectable treat as one.
I lick my lips, taking in the smeared pumpkin icing and chocolate crumbs. “Pumpkin, my favorite.” I groan as a cool, sticky sensation trickles down my chest, over my nipple, and down my stomach.
“Your reward,” Zepp says with a breathy voice, trailing the warmth of his tongue down the trail of sticky icing on my skin. Warmth swirls around the icing over my hard nipple, encasing it in the heat of his mouth, sucking and nibbling.
Heavy hands grasp my waist, pulling my back against their front. Seger. I can smell his scent from a mile away. He licks a path up my neck, nibbling my flesh between his teeth.
Zepp continues roaming further, finally running the sticky, sweet icing between my thighs. His tongue flicks expertly at my clit, circling and sucking. Throwing my head back into Seger’s shoulder, I moan to the ceiling. Zepp’s tongue works me over, only stopping to add more sweet, sweet cupcakes to my center.
“Open,” Chase demands, tapping my lips.
I comply with a groan as vanilla sweetness hits my tongue, mixing with…”Red velvet?” I moan, chewing through a few bites and nodding. “Oh, yes, red velvet,” I hum, shoving my hands through Zepp’s hair, desperately seeking more friction.
My climax builds with every flick of his tongue, sending me higher and higher. Their hands glide against my skin, exploring every inch they can find. Chase’s tongue shoots into my mouth, sending more red velvet sweetness in. His fingers twirl my nipples, tweaking, and pinching, sending an electrifying sensation right to my clenching cunt.
Zepp slows down and stops. Circling my clit one last time, he trails up my stomach. I whine into Chase’s mouth, as Zepp disappears from me altogether.
“You’re doing good, baby,” Seger rasps in my ear, digging his fingers into the flesh of my hip like he is trying to hold himself back from ripping off his clothes and taking me right here. But I wouldn’t mind. I want them all. Every piece they have to offer.
“You’re doing so good at this game,” Zepp says breathlessly, from in front of me. Chase pulls away, running his nose against the column of my neck. Nothing but my small groans and our breaths puncture the still air.
“Get on your knees, baby,” Seger says, and I nod enthusiastically.
I’m putty in their hands, ready for whatever they have for me. I sink to my knees, the air shifting around me. Seger’s warm body presses behind me again, hands roaming in soothing circles along my hips. Reassuring me everything will be okay, but I already know that. I already know and trust them with every fiber of my being.
“Open your mouth,” Zepp says with such authority, my mouth pops open in an instant.
I suck my lips along his cupcake-coated tip, moaning around his length. My tongue swirls around the head of his dick, taking in the delicious flavor he coated himself in. I suck him into my mouth, bobbing my head along his length, filling my mouth with the combined taste of him and sweetness.
“Chocolate peanut butter cup,” I moan, licking his tip again like I’m licking all the frosting from the top of a cupcake. I use my hand to grasp the base, pumping him in my hand a few times. Settling him all the way into my mouth again, I try to relax my throat to accommodate his enormous size and breathe through my nose.
“Holy shit, you really like cupcakes, don’t you?” Chase groans, moving some of my hair off my neck. His tongue licks along my jaw, working with me as I clean the cupcake off Zepp’s dick.
“Mmm-hmmm,” I hum, running my tongue along the bottom of his length. He throbs in my mouth, jerking slightly.
“Oh, fuck me,” Zepp curses, running his hands through my hair, grabbing a handful. “You’re going to be the death of me. You beautiful—fuck—” he groans, sputtering into my mouth, coating my throat with his sticky essence. Dropping to his knees, he kisses my swollen lips. “Sorry, it came out of nowhere.”
“Literally,” Chase snorts, still nibbling my neck, surely leaving behind his mark. I moan as Seger swivels his hips against mine, letting me feel how hard as steel he is, poking me in my lower back.
Their hands explore every inch of me again, forgetting about the cupcakes. We only have each other. My pussy clenches around the fingers, slowly pumping into it. I moan, throwing my head against Seger’s shoulder. More. I need more than their fingers. I want to really feel them inside of me. I want the connection to strengthen—want them. All of them. We all breathe heavily together as someone works their fingers in and out of me. Their breaths echo through the room. Grunts and groans and curses follow. We’re all so close again.
“I’m ready,” I say aloud for the first time. It’s not like I’ve held back for any reason.
“Kace,” Seger breathes in my ear, pecking my cheek. I hear the reluctance in his tone. They’ve always been so respectful and responsible with me.
“I want you,” I whisper, swiveling my head, looking, well—I’m still blindfolded, trying to look at all of them. “I didn’t hold out for the one or save myself for any reason, besides the fact I couldn’t stand to be touched.” Their grips tighten. “But I want you, all of you.” Seger groans, setting his forehead on my shoulder.
“If that’s what you want, Princess,” he whispers, kissing my shoulder.
