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Making great memories, remember? This is what life is about. I have my Sawyer memory. Now it’s time for my McGraw Pack memory.
It also serves to take my mind off Sawyer being with other guys. Or other girls. Another pack. It’s not jealousy and sorrow I feel. Not at all.
Okay, that’s a lie. It’s totally jealousy and sorrow. Same feelings I’ll feel once the McGraw Pack moves on. But let’s stick to tonight, shall we?
Live in the here and now, right? Carpe diem and all that.
“Listen,” Archer says, and good Lord, they’re starting on the buttons of their pants now, all three of them looking determined, grinning wolfishly. Is that a space rocket between their legs? “Are you listening?”
“Yeah,” I croak.
“This can stop at any moment of your choosing, okay? Just say no, or stop, or enough, and we stop. This is a promise.”
“Okay…”
“How about you take a look first,” Roman says with a wink. “Get used to what we’re packing. Decide if you really want to ride that train.”
A giggle escapes me. “Yes, please. I’d love to ride that train and shop me some sexy, naked men. Show me the goods.”
And the dicks.
They take this seriously, I realize, pushing down their pants, kicking them off together with shoes and socks and standing there, at full attention.
Waiting for inspection.
It makes me giggle again, because this isn’t the passion-filled kissing we had moments before, the mindless passion I expected.
Then again, I have a feeling they’re doing this on purpose, to get me to relax around them. To trust them.
They’re nice. Now the shock from the club is fading, I’m starting to realize just how nice they’ve been to me. I just hope it’s not a façade.
But those dicks… those are real, and dear God, they’re huge. I mean, considering their physiques, the alphas’ dicks are in proportion, I suppose, but now I get why Roman felt I should “get used to what they’re packing.” As for him, his dick is beautiful, elegant, like him, on the long side.
I never thought I had a thing about dicks. Sawyer’s was great, too, though I never got a good look.
And their bodies… Shit, it’s getting hot in here. I walk around them, looking, probably drooling. They are all so perfectly sculpted, muscular, but not like gorillas. The alphas’ look more like boxers’ bodies, while Roman’s is more slender. Big shoulders, check. Bulging biceps, check. Eight-packs, check. Thick thighs and firm ass cheeks that could bounce a coin against.
Let’s not forget that sexy V leading down to their groins, and yeah, now we’re back to the dicks… Hard, thick, long, pointing upward at various angles. Veined. Flushed. Glorious.
And here’s the other thing. I always knew I was a sexual person, but I mostly played with myself, not trusting others to be intimate with. But now I’ve discovered that dildos can’t hold a candle to actual real dicks—and that the men the dicks belong to also matter.
A big part of my pleasure last night was seeing and knowing it was Sawyer fucking me.
Now I can’t wait to be with this handsome trio, because I’ve lusted after them, too, only the feelings I have toward them… I shouldn’t allow them.
Feelings can destroy you.
Everyone you love leaves you in the end…
“Like what you see, sugar doll?” Kyrian growls and I grin, stopping in front of him. He’s watching from under lowered pale lashes, eyes blazing, a light color on his cheekbones betraying his cool tone.
I can’t help the heat rushing to my own face as I take in his fully aroused state and the colorful ink scrawled over his powerful pecs, shoulders and biceps. It depicts fantastic creatures, mermaids and sea dragons, phoenixes in flight and serpents, all intertwined, claws and teeth sinking into flesh, and scales, and feathers, as if they’re waging war—or sex—on each other.
This is a guy who likes fantastic stories, for real.
Moving past him, I stand in front of Archer. His cock is as intimidating as his body, and the sac at the base that inflates when he’s mounting an omega is slightly swollen, as if he’s about to go into a rut.
It shouldn’t be so hot, but combined with the dark gaze and chiseled jaw, this brooding alpha is scorching.
