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My cheeks flush with heat, both from his words and from the memory. It seems like so long ago that I was just an inexperienced girl who had never had an orgasm before.
Judging by the looks on their faces, my men intend to give me even more of them tonight.
They work together to get my clothes off, running their hands over my body as they door. My dress is peeled off and tossed over a chair, and Xavier kneels to slide my heels off my feet. My underwear is tossed away as well, until I’m left naked on the tablecloth, staring at the men who love me.
Dominic takes up the plate of cake and dips a finger into the soft pink icing. He smears the sugary mix on my nipples and then dips his head, licking it off.
Tristan does the same, but wipes it across my belly, leaning into lap at it. It tickles a little, and I shiver at the sensation.
Heat is already coiling in me, growing hotter by the second.
Xavier smears icing at my neck and licks it off, letting his teeth graze the sensitive skin there. A soft noise spills from my lips, and I lean into their touches, legs spreading wider.
Icing gets spread on my inner thighs and they all take turns licking and nibbling at the soft skin, working me up until I’m squirming on the table and breathing hard.
Tristan ends up on his knees between my legs, and his eyes flash up to mine for a second, showing how affected he is by this. My stomach clenches with want, and I reach out and thread finger into his hair.
With a smile, he kisses my inner thigh and then goes for what he really wants, kissing my pussy eagerly. I moan his name, bucking against him, and he wastes no time before starting to eat me out.
It’s the same passion he always shows for things like this, and I can’t believe there was a time when I thought he didn’t want me.
His tongue dips and swirls and licks around my folds before spearing into my entrance. It feels so good, and I work my hips, grinding into the feeling.
I could easily come like this, but before I can, hands are lifting me up and off the table. I whine in disappointment, and someone chuckles.
It’s Dominic, standing tall and commanding. He presses me down to my knees in front of him, and my core clenches at the look on his face.
“I did promise you to do something better with your mouth, didn’t I?” he asks with a smirk.
He works his pants down enough to free his cock, and it’s already flushed and hard. I lick my lips and scoot closer until I can take him in my mouth.
I moan at the taste of his skin and arousal on my tongue. The scent of him overwhelms everything, and I focus on him, bobbing my head and taking him down more and more. He hisses with pleasure at that, and I hum in response.
Behind me, hands are roaming over my back and then down my ass. Someone spreads my cheeks, and I feel my cheeks go even darker at the thought of being so exposed.
Lips trail down my spine, and I know it’s Xavier, from his scent.
He moves me a bit, so I’m on my hands and knees, and I feel the hard line of his cock rubbing against me. I moan deeply, pressing back for more while my tongue swirls around Dominic’s cock.
Xavier slides into me, and I’m wet enough that it’s not a tight fit. He fills me up so good, and I whimper around my mouthful.
“How do you always feel this good?” Xavier asks. “Like you were made to be full of my cock. It’s amazing.”
He fucks into me, thrusting hard and fast from the get go.
I’m caught between the two of them, and there’s nowhere else I’d rather be. Dominic fucks my face while Xavier fucks my pussy, and I get lost in the push pull of them using my body for their pleasure.
Of course, pleasure is growing in me as well, the friction and their touches and strained words just blending into a cacophony of sensation that blots out everything else.
I gag a little when Dominic thrusts into my throat, but I’m getting good at taking them like this, so I rally quickly enough.
My body pulses with need, and I can feel answering spasms in my men. They’re close, and I’m suddenly desperate for them to come.
I squeeze down around Xavier and he curses, thrusting in one more time before letting go, filling me with his cum and with his knot. Dominic is right behind him, knotting behind my teeth.
Tristan takes advantage of me being stuck like that and slides under me. His fingers find my swollen clit, and he toys with it, drawing out the pleasure into a delicious form of agony.
I whine around Dominic’s cock, but he doesn’t let up, and I’m slammed into an orgasm that has me crying out as much as I can.