“I can’t hold back any longer, princess. I’m going to fuck you, and you’re going to come around my cock, the pulses milking my orgasm out of me.”
She shuddered at the demand. It was so specific, and she wondered for a fraction of a second how on earth he thought he could dictate all of that. But he could and he would.
He slid almost out and then thrust back in hard, his fingers gripping hers.
She gasped, the fullness more than she’d previously felt. It seemed like the inside of her channel was nothing but sensitive nerve endings, and every one of them was being stroked.
Everyone’s hands were on her. Two sets of fingers were still pinching her nipples hard, over and over, pulling and twisting. Someone else’s hand was flat on her belly, his fingers stroking her clit in between thrusts.
“Come for me, princess,” Ledger ordered.
She arched her chest off the bed on a particularly rough pinch and screamed as her orgasm consumed her. Her entire body shuddered violently as the waves of release took over.
Ledger thrust harder and faster during her release, prolonging it until he grunted deeply and held himself deeper, his body also pulsing through his release on the heels of hers.
She was gasping for breath as her gaze wandered to the rest of her men as she realized the room was filled with more than just the sounds coming from her and Ledger. All of them had fisted their erections, and one by one they too came, their semen hitting her thighs and stomach.
It was so erotic that she continued to spasm as she watched.
When it was over, the room was filled with nothing but panting. She couldn’t keep from grinning as she looked at each of them.
Ledger released her hands, bringing them to his lips one at a time. As he eased out of her, she winced. He brushed a lock of hair from her forehead and kissed her gently. “You’re going to be sore for a few days.”
She slid her hand to his face. “I’m fine.”
As he eased back onto his knees, Nile leaned in and carefully cleaned her with a damp cloth, starting with her stomach and her thighs and then gently rubbing between her legs.
Exhausted and sated, she didn’t fight him. In fact, Jay and Gatlin kept her occupied, each of them sliding in beside her to stroke her arms.
“Thank you for that gift, baby,” Jay murmured. “You’re the most gorgeous, sexy creature alive. I know we’ve never formally sat down and discussed our relationship, and maybe we should have done so before we so thoroughly claimed you, but I hope you know how important you are to each of us and understand that we pledge to always put you first in our lives and make sure that you’re safe, loved, and secure at all times.”
Layla reached for Jay’s hand and held it tight, emotion welling up inside her. “I pledge the same to all of you.” She glanced from one man to the next, making eye contact with each of them in turn.
One thing was for sure, she definitely felt safe, loved, and secure, and she couldn’t imagine how she could be any happier than she was right now, surrounded by her four men, all of whom were smiling down at her as if she were indeed the light that made them all glow.