Page 120 of Puck Your Friend
The sound of Wes’s fingers moving inside me, as I only become wetter, fills the space. He pulls his mouth off me with a groan. “Fuck, Frankie,I swear you taste like honey when you’re about to go into a full-heat.”
Jace groans. “I need to taste her, too.” He gently pulls from my grasp and moves to kneel with Wes between my thighs. His fingers join Wes’s inside me, stretching me more like a knot would.
I let go of Logan with a pop as I groan louder.“Fuck, that feels so good to have both of you inside me like that.”
Logan moves down, so it’s easier for me to reach him, as I turn my head to take Ford into my mouth next.
Duelling tongues roam over my folds and clit. The round metal ball does its job as Jace focuses it against my nub. Wes joins him, adding more friction and if it weren’t for them holding my hips down, I’d be bucking off the bed right now.
I swirl my tongue around Ford’s girthy head and take as much of him as I can into my mouth, easing him in so I don’t gag.
His fingers knit into my hair as he hisses. “Yes, just like that. Your mouth feels so good.”
Jace sucks on my clit as he flicks his piercing against it.
Wes and he move their fingers together inside me, pumping until the pressure reaches a breaking point and I have to let go of Ford to scream as I come hard for a second time. Their fingers pull out as they both try to catch my juices.
The climax feels good, but it’s not enough. My mind and body know there’s more coming, and it’s not going to be satisfied now until I become their omega.
It takes me a moment to find my voice as I lick my lips. “I’m ready if you are. I need you all now.”
Ford rests his hand on my shoulder. “I’ll mark your nape. Wes takes the left side of your neck. Logan, your left wrist. Jace, your right.”
I nod. “Okay.”
Wes moves onto the bed, stretches out on his back, and reaches for me. I move to straddle his waist. His hands run up my thighs, then settle at my hips. I guide him to my entrance, and the stretch as I sink onto his cock makes my breath catch.
He groans as he fills me, his hands gripping tighter. “You always feel like heaven.”
Ford kneels behind me. The slick snap of the lube bottle makes my pulse jump. I brace a hand on Wes’s chest and lean forward, rolling my hips to give Ford space.
The first press of his finger pulls a moan straight out of me. He pushes in deeper, rotating his digit around to make sure he gets lube on every inch. I shift against him, wanting more.
“Patience, love. You’ll have my cock soon.”
Jace and Logan kneel on either side of me. I reach for both, wrapping a hand around each of their cocks. They twitch in my grip.
Ford adds a second finger. My thighs tighten around Wes’s waist. I groan and rock my hips again. It hits deep, and I want more. My hands keep working their cocks, focusing on the heads and smearing the pre-cum over the tips.
Jace thrusts into my hand and uses his to tighten my grip a bit more, moving it down to his knot. “Just like that. God, that feels so good.”
Ford scissors his fingers, kissing my shoulder as he leans in toward my ear.“Do you feel like you’re ready for me?”
I nod quickly. “Yes. Please fuck me.”
Pulling his fingers out, Ford coats himself with more lube. The head of his cock presses against my ass. The stretch of his girthy head is intense, but I stay relaxed.
Wes moans as their thick cocks rub against each other through the thin wall.The pressure grows. I moan and push back, taking them both. They’re so thick. I don’t know how they can fit in me at the same time, but God, I love it.
Ford groans against my shoulder. “So fucking tight. You feel so good.”
I bite my lip and nod. “So good.”
I wish it were possible to have all four of them in me at once. I bet that would be mind-blowing.
Wes thrusts up and soon matches his timing with Ford. I rock a little between them, but it’s easier with this position to let them fuck me. Their cocks push against my g-spot. A third orgasm isn’t far off with how worked up I am.
Jace groans as I squeeze harder. Logan pants beside me. He raises his hand to my nipple and tugs on it, making me moan more.
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