wasn’t a question. It was a statement of fact. She did want more.
“Yes.” Her voice was faint and breathy with anticipation. What would he do? Where would he touch her? Inside her pussy? Or on her clit?
Instead, Monty licked a line across her skin to her other breast and began sucking that nipple. She gasped at how good it felt. Diego was unzipping her jeans. No, he couldn’t be. His hands were still on her belly. Very low on her belly and against her skin. Then who? Vallen. Of course. There were three men here.
Zoe opened her eyes and forced her lust-riddled brain to focus. Yes. Vallen was kneeling on the floor, unzipping her jeans. Well, she couldn’t see his hands because Monty’s head was in the way, but she could feel Monty’s and Diego’s hands against her skin, so it had to be Vallen’s hands on her zipper.
Wow. Three men. Three men all touching her at once.
Diego lifted her up off Monty’s lap just the few inches necessary for Vallen to slide her jeans down. He removed her shoes, and then her jeans were on the floor and her panties were following them. Zoe knew it was time to say stop. Time to call an end to the games. But she couldn’t. She wanted their hands on her. She wanted to feel their promise of a massive orgasm come true. Deep in her heart, she knew she was making trouble for herself for the future, but her body was under their power and out of her control. Besides, she felt so good. Damn, they were more addictive than crack, and she could no more say no to them than she could stop breathing.
Zoe closed her eyes and reveled in the sensation of six hands on her body touching her so intimately. Damn, it felt awesome. Then she was lifted up and being carried. She opened her eyes and gripped Monty’s shoulders as he took her through the wall into another room. She was still trying to work out where the door had been as she was set in the middle of a very large bed and the three men arranged themselves around her. Now it was Diego kissing her and Monty lying beside, her touching her breasts. Vallen lay between her legs and licked a line along her pussy lips.
Zoe gasped. Her breathing went ragged at the incredible sensations of his mouth on her cunt. Vallen nibbled along her pussy lips and sucked her clit, over and over again.
She let her legs flop wider apart while she arched her back so Monty could suck her nipples better.
Time seemed to hold still as the men kissed and licked and nibbled at her flesh and her cunt dripped cream, which Vallen licked up. When he thrust his tongue inside her pussy, she squealed, but Diego immediately covered her lips with his, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as Vallen’s was fucking her cunt.
Zoe had a mental picture of herself thrashing around on the bed, trying to keep her body in contact with all the men at once. This was the exact picture she’d imagined in some of the books she’d read. Even when Leah had begun dating three men, it’d never occurred to Zoe that she’d be doing this. Maybe it was stupid. Maybe she was nothing more than a lemming throwing herself off the cliff after her sisters. But, damn! It was a hell of a good feeling jumping off the cliff.
“Let us fuck you, Zoe. Let us put our cocks where my tongue has been. You’ll enjoy it, we promise,” said Vallen.
Zoe was sure she would enjoy it, even if it was supposed to hurt the first time. But she wasn’t going to end up like Maia.
“Condoms,” she replied.
Vallen moved away from her, and she supposed he was getting a condom, but she couldn’t see. Montague had lifted her head and shoulders onto his lap and was stroking her breasts and stretching her nipples while pressing soft kisses to her eyebrows and her nose and other silly places.
Then the men changed positions again. Diego rested her feet one on each of his shoulders and rubbed his cock along her pussy lips. She opened her mouth, but Vallen pressed his lips to hers. “Taste your cream on my mouth. You taste
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