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I start to lower my knees to the pillow, but he grabs my hips and pulls me onto his lap.
He stabs his hands into my hair, and God, I missed that commanding touch.
Guiding my face to his, he spears me with his eyes. The glacial depths ensnare me, like I’m stepping onto a frozen lake. Like the surface is cracking, and the danger is imminent. Because, of course, it is.
I’m about to be fucked by three Strakh men.
“Tell me what you want,” he demands.
“I want the impossible.”
“Nothing is impossible.”
“I want the four of us to be together.”
“We are together.”
The exact same conversation we had in the restaurant.
“Spell it out.” He lifts his hips beneath me, letting me feel the swollen state of his arousal. “I expect a more graphic answer this time.”
I lean back to look at the impressive erection tenting his slacks. I sweep my gaze over Kody’s lap, then Leo’s. Both hard. Painfully so, given how their zippers strain to contain them.
“She wants three dicks.” Kody shifts, adjusting himself.
“Let her answer,” Monty says.
I glower at his chiseled jaw.
He’s really going to make me say it.
Fine.
“I want three dicks. Double penetration. Don’t care which holes as long as you fill me until my eyes water, and I don’t know which way is up.” I peek at each of them, encouraged by the hunger in their expressions. “Before we go to the house, I would love nothing more than to kneel on this pillow and watch all of you stroke your cocks while I suck each one dry. It’s been a minute since you’ve had sex.” I look at Monty when I say that. “Let me take the edge off before we go inside.”
The yacht slows at the dock. We’re already home.
But the guards don’t enter the cabin. No one announces our arrival. Monty arranged everything.
“Was that graphic enough for you?” I ask.
“Yeah. It was fucking perfect.” Reclining, he stretches his arms along the back of the couch behind Leo and Kody. “Now put that filthy mouth on me.”
I’m still waiting for one of them to reach a breaking point and stop this before it starts.
But they don’t.
As I slide off his lap and kneel on the pillow, the sound of zippers rends the air.
Dicks. So many beautiful, glorious dicks. I don’t know where to look first.
Between Monty’s legs, his erection juts from the open fly of his suit pants. Thick, veiny, and glistening with precome, it stands tall and imposing like the man himself.
I want it. I need it.
I need all of them.
My breath quickens, and my pussy squeezes, throbbing like a second heartbeat.
