Page 79 of Snow Balled

Drew plunged his freehand into my hair, stroking and fisting it. The sensations grew. It was like every part of my body was caressed at once. How did anyone survive this onslaught of pleasure?

My hips bounced off the bed as Carter made his tongue into a point and attacked my clit. Triston sucked my nipple into his mouth, using his teeth to tease the sensitive skin around it. Drew captured my other nipple in his teeth, tugging lightly.

The sounds of my ragged breathing filled the room, and then it happened.

Carter slid his finger up my slit, circling my clit before moving back down again and pressing at my entrance. He sucked my clit into his mouth as his finger circled… and circled… and circled… until my whole world exploded.

I screamed, my back arching. The pleasure exploded through me in the most powerful waves I’d ever felt. My limbs trembled, but these men had me. They held me down. They nursed my orgasm until I thought it would never stop. And when it finally did, they eased off gently. Letting me enjoy the trembling aftershocks. Letting me try to catch my breath even though my chest heaved.

When I could finally breathe again, Tristan leaned over and kissed me long and hard while one of the other men lightly stroked my stomach. Then it was Drew’s turn to kiss me again.

Carter sat back on his knees, and I eased my legs down, trapping him between them. I vowed right then and there to never think of him as Otto again.

When I trusted myself to speak, I looked up at him. “Please,” I whispered. “I want it to be tonight.”

He knew exactly what I meant. I wanted to lose my virginity right now with three amazing men.

He nodded. “I know just the man for the job.” He paused, and my heartrate quickened as I waited for his verdict. Then he nodded at Drew.

Shock flicked across Drew’s face, but then he turned to me. “Is that what you want?”

“Yes,” I said, meaning it.

He tilted his head down and kissed the corner of my mouth. He peppered little kisses along my jawline until he reached my ear. “I’m so glad,” he whispered.

“Me, too,” I whispered back.

Drew got off the bed and unfastened his jeans while Carter crawled to my side. My eyes widened as Drew slid his pants and underwear off together. I’d seen his large cock before, but it was different, knowing it was going inside me.

Drew climbed back onto the bed, kneeling between my spread legs.

Carter looked at my face, no doubt seeing the longing there. “Fist yourself,” he told Drew. “Let her see what she’s going to get.”

His words made me even wetter as I stared at the way Drew handled his hard dick. I couldn’t wait to feel it push inside me, but there was something else I wanted, too.

I reached out to the side, my index finger snagging the waistband of Tristan’s pants. “I want to see you guys fist yourselves, too. I want to come together.”

Triston’s cock twitched under his pants, but he looked torn. “Tonight is all about you, sweetheart.”

“And that’s what I want,” I told him. The way my hips were undulating again should’ve been proof of that.

I turned my gaze onto Carter who also looked uncharacteristically uncertain. I stroked the huge bulge in his jeans with my index finger. “Come on, take it out,” I said to him. Then I grinned. “If I have to beat your ass in strip poker again, I’ll do it.”

That made him grin. “We’re not talking about last night,” he said, his reprimand accompanied by a sharp pinch to my nipple—which only served to turn me on more.

Drew slid his finger along my slit. When he caught my eye, he put his finger to his lips and sucked it. Then he patted his stomach, as if signaling he’d just tasted something delicious.

I grinned, gasping as he slid his finger back to my folds and pushed against my clit. It was still sensitive from my orgasm, which I figured he knew. These men seemed to have an instinctive knowledge of when to give pleasure and when to push the envelope a bit.

The sound of louder breathing came from my right, and my eyes widened as Carter fisted his hard cock, treating it rougher than Drew had his own. Tristan’s cock was out, too. He thumbed my nipple with one hand while he stroked himself with the other.

And now it was Drew’s turn. I stared at him, his powerful chest. His rock-hard cock. His kind eyes gleaming with excitement at the moment. I looked him over and said one word. “Please.”

He nodded and lined his cock up with my entrance. I braced myself for his thrust, but he used his hand to guide the thick head up and down my slit. My body tensed as I waited, but the others seemed to realize that. Tristan stroked his hand all over my torso, as if he were calming a skittish horse. And Carter leaned down and gave me a far gentler kiss than I would’ve imagined he was capable of.

When his lips left mine, I took a deep breath. Then I looked Drew in the eyes.

I was ready.

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