Page 167 of Finders Reapers

I had expected the force of my orgasm to have knocked out every ounce of my energy, but instead, it had charged me up.

Rome tugged at his arm, silently encouraging me to turn. I did, and my breasts pressed against his bare chest as he kissed me like he couldn’t live without me.

“What am I going to do with you, Myshka?” He whispered.

I pressed my lips against his again and smiled against his mouth. “You could fuck me?” I suggested.

Rome hummed but said nothing as his head tilted to the side, and he went back for another kiss. This one was deeper and harder, as if he was trying to steal the air from my lungs. My stomach twisted and fluttered, and I pressed into his body.

Rome eased us down onto the bed, and my back hit the mattress. He was gentle. Delicate. Reverent, as his hand brushed my waist and drew patterns on my skin.

Something flashed in my mind. A memory that appeared and disappeared too quickly to quantify. His touch felt familiar, so familiar.

When Rome eased himself inside of me, he did it slowly. We held onto each other like we were afraid that the other person would float away like a helium balloon.

His hips rocked, with one arm wrapped around my back and the other by my head. Rome hovered over me and thrust into my body.

I reached up and brushed my thumb against the scar on his mouth. His dark eyes searched mine, so intense that I wanted to blink and move away, but I couldn’t.

My neck muscles grew taut as my back bowed off the bed when I came. Rome held my gaze, his hand on my chin as he forced me to watch him as my orgasm swept through me like a tidal wave.

“Rome...” I whispered, my eyes filled with tears.

“? ?????? ????.” He replied in Russian. I didn’t understand the words, but they sounded like ‘Ya obozhaju tebya.’Then his eyes fluttered closed as he held himself at the deepest point inside of me. I felt his cock twitch inside of me, and I wrapped my arms around him and didn’t let go.

Rome and I held each other for the longest time before he finally let go and placed another slow and lingering kiss on my lips. I sat back with a sigh.

As Rome and I shifted and I stretched my arms over my head, I caught Fletcher’s eyes. He gave me a wink and shot Jamal a look I didn’t understand.

“What do you say, Jammy?” Fletcher grinned. “Shall we try and jog her memory.”

Jamal matched his smirk. “Sure thing, Fletch.” He said as he sat up from where he had reclined on the headboard. Jamal shifted down to the edge of the bed as Fletcher stepped up to meet me.

Fletcher looked at my naked body as if he wanted to do very naughty things to it.

Which I had absolutely no qualms about.

Jamal approached me from behind, wrapping an arm around my waist as his hand dipped down to cup my pussy. He pressed a kiss to the side of my neck as his fingers dipped inside. I could feel the cum that Maddox and Rome had left behind as Jamal took the wetness to slowly roll a circle around my clitoris.

Fletcher reached up to cup my face as he placed a delicate kiss on my lips. I whimpered against his mouth as Jamal dipped another finger inside me to the knuckle and then spread the cum behind, right on the puckered flesh of my ass.

It was almost too much. I had gone years without touching a single person. I didn’t even know what or who I was, but I knew that I would die if I didn’t have Fletcher and Jamal inside of me.

Jamal’s middle finger circled my ass as Fletcher deepened his kiss. His tongue brushed over mine as he stepped closer and forced my head back with his much taller height. Jamal pressed against my ass, and his finger slid inside. The burn made my clit pulse as he eased his finger into my ass until it had disappeared to the knuckle.

Fletcher continued to kiss me as he reached down and shucked off his trousers, revealing the rigid and curved length of his cock.

I widened my legs, standing on my knees on the edge of the bed, as Jamal added another finger and kept fucking my ass with his hand. I arched my face, forcing his fingers deeper. Unable to control my moan.

Fletcher’s eyes darkened with lust, and Jamal removed his fingers before gripping my hips and urging me off the bed. I felt Jamal shift behind me, and his cock pressed against my ass. The position made the cum gush from my pussy and drip down the crack of my ass to his cock.

Fletcher parted my legs, and Jamal lined up his cock with my ass from behind. Spread, I moaned as my hips sunk down on Jamal, and I took the entire length. Struggling at first, before delighting in the burn.

Fletcher pressed forward, using his cock to part the lips of my pussy, before he slipped inside.

They moved in time until I was stuffed full of Fletcher and Jamal. Blind, deaf, and dumb to the outside world. The pleasure was all I knew.

Jamal moaned in my ear. “You’re so fucking tight.” He hissed.