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It was hard to describe how this went. Nothing in my life had prepared me for it. The level of freedom… For as long as this lasted, I had the run of the house and them… My body swayed with that realisation. I’d effectively been a single parent with Kade, though worse, because I had to protect him from the person I shared a house with, so this was an odd feeling. ‘Mother’ hadn’t been my label, it was my life, and now I was going to put that to one side for a little while.
I wasn’t sure what I expected when they all filed into the room. To start stripping off, to crowd closer maybe? Instead, they each took up position around the room, waiting. The quiet brought it all to the fore—the biting need in my skin, the low simmering fire in my pelvis, waiting for the tiniest spark to flare to life. And they wanted to be that spark. They watched me for any sign, any little movement that would make it OK to come forward. I admired that restraint, it made me feel safe, but I also despaired of it. So much of my sexual experiences before coming here had been me on the receiving end—of their need, their desire. Now I was left alone with mine.
My hand went to the top button of my shirt, pulling a tiny groan from Sen. I glanced at each one of them, and they nodded. Peter was the closest. Once I started walking towards him, I knew that was what I wanted, feeling better and more confident the closer I got. He opened his arms for me, letting me settle against his chest, raise my head, and breathe in deep lungfuls of him. That woody, musky scent of his clouded my mind, bringing that same snake-like languor to my body. I curled my arm up around his neck and brought his head down.
He tasted sweet and dark, like the rum and Coke he’d been drinking, and my lips parted, mouth opening wide, wanting to take as much of him as I could inside me.
“Flick?” he said when he pulled back, placing a hand on my hip. I grabbed it impatiently, pushing it up under my shirt to the sound of his groan.
“Fuck…” he gasped. “You’re so hot.”
“Slide her top up, brother. Show us what we’ve been waiting to see.”
My eyes flicked open to see Aidan and Sen had come closer, shifting like animals before the hunt.
“Just one button,” Sen pleaded, his eyes watching every move of Peter’s hand.
“This button?” Peter asked, teasing the small plastic disc with his finger, then sliding it through the gap in the shirt to my bare skin below.
“Fuuuck…” Aidan said. “We don’t need to string it out. We’ll be crawling the walls for the next week. Babe, let's get you naked, and I’ll make you feel so fucking good.”
“What do you think, Flick? You ready for this?”
I didn’t allow myself to think too much about that. My Tirian was right—my monkey brain would just get in the way. Instead, I did the exercises Ophelia had prescribed me, taking one deep breath, then another, and bringing my focus to the now.
Invited in, my libido roared to life. I just let my gaze trail over all of them as my body became fire. It felt heavy, sodden through with desire for them, to feel them, touch them, and my fingers twitched with that need. So I gave into it.
I smoothed Peter’s shirt up, revealing an abdomen tensed tight against my touch. He took over taking the shirt off as I focussed on trailing my fingers through the channels between each muscle. His skin felt like satin, the muscles becoming granite when I shoved my hand down to his waistband.
“Flick…” he growled in warning.
“Yes,” I said, nodding, then unzipped him when he didn’t protest. His brows knitted as I pushed his jeans down his hips, and there he lay—big, thick, hard across his hip.
“Commando?” I said with a smile.
“You seemed to like it in Aidan.”
“So all this time, I could have stuck my hand down the front of your jeans and found this ready and waiting for me?”
“Yesss…” It came out as a long hiss as I wrapped my hand around him, followed by some sobbing pants. I felt his length pulse in my hand, as if jumping with enthusiasm. “Flick…” he said, trying to push my hand away. “I’m gonna spurt like a cub.”
“You that wound up?” I asked, then moved my hand up and down his cock, nice and slow, every muscle in his body tensing as I did so, as if to hold back what I knew to be inevitable. “You on that edge?”
“Yes…yes…yes…”
“So it would really push you over if I did this?”
I heard the other men groan as I bent over and took Peter into my mouth.
“Fuck! Fuck…” the big man yelped, his hands coming to rest on my shoulders. “Need to… Should be…”
“Whatever you want to do, you can after you’ve come, right?” I asked after pulling away. “You’ll get hard again quickly?”
“Again and again, until our bodies crap out,” Aidan said, now standing next to us. “Make our boy pop, love. This is no time for one and done.”
I wrapped both hands around Peter’s cock, Aidan watching me and me watching him as I lowered my head down, until I felt his head part my lips. Then it was the customary struggle to get as much of him inside my mouth as possible.
“Flick…” Peter groaned, saying my name over and over again as I moved. His shaft went rock hard, pulsing and jerking as he rushed towards orgasm, dry firing in erratic little spurts before the real thing came. I felt the reverberations of his roar all through my body as he jerked up and into my mouth, wedging his cock there as rope after rope of cum burst out. He dragged me up and against the wall, slamming his lips down on mine when he had finally recovered, his lips quickly dropping to my neck. “Gonna get you back for that. Spread you out and eat you whole.”
