Page 7 of Mr. Sandman (Country Love Collection #14)

With an unhappy snarl, Gage jerked his hips back and gave my neck enough room to tilt and see Chord’s dick stretched in front of him, glistening with my desire .

“Such a good girl.” Vaughn cupped my thighs and slid between them. “Now you get all of us, Tara. All these cocks in you like a perfect goddess.”

I trembled so badly that I wasn’t sure how my skin was able to hold me together.

The metal ball at the tip of his cock touched on my swollen clit, and I cried out and jerked, pleasure lancing through me. He coated his tip, and suddenly everything felt larger. The piercing. His cock. My core wrenched painfully tight just as he pushed inside me.

“ Fuckkk. ” It was the only uncontrolled word that had slipped from Vaughn’s mouth this entire time. Strained and savage as he thrust through my clenching muscles and buried himself to the hilt.

Something between a gasp and a moan filtered from my stretched lips as Gage pushed back into my throat.

My mouth was stuffed, but it was nothing compared to how my pussy felt. Divine was the only word for it. Divinely stretched over Vaughn’s massive cock, the balls of his piercing rubbing along my front wall the entire way.

I wanted to move—to scream and beg for more. But Gage’s dick silenced me, and Vaughn’s hands on my waist were like hot metal clamps, holding my hips locked as he continued to go deeper and deeper.

“You’re so tight, Tara. So hot and tight and perfect,” Vaughn growled, his mouth finding my breasts to tease my nipples as if his fat cock inside me wasn’t enough.

“And creamy. She’s so fucking creamy,” Chord growled in appreciation, and I felt the bed dip on the other side of me .

My body was twisted. My shoulders were partially flat so that Gage could access every inch of my throat, but my hips were twisted so I was on my side, one leg pulled over Vaughn’s side so he could seat himself deeper.

“You opened her up good for me,” Vaughn said, sliding his dick out and then ramming it back in.

His piercing hit my G-spot, and I saw stars, choking on the pleasure for an instant before I was actually choked by Gage’s dick.

“Swallow,” he ordered, and I complied even as I started to gag. “Fuck, that feels so good.”

“For you, too, doesn’t it, Tara?” Vaughn spoke again, driving into me. “She’s so wet around my cock. Fuck, I’ve never felt anything like this.”

Pleasure waved through my body at the praise.They were no longer going slow. They were fucking me with a tantric tempo, and I was losing my mind. I was losing all control.

“You deserve three cocks, Tara.” Vaughn bit my nipple and sucked. “All three for our perfect girl.”

Everything inside me turned to mush for an instant before I felt Chord at my back, stroking my ass before spreading my cheeks.

I tensed slightly, feeling his cock, slick from my desire, push against my tight rim.

“Your ass is going to feel so good,” Chord promised from behind me.

If my breath could catch, it would’ve as the tip of his dick pushed inside. Instead, I only manage to suck Gage deeper .

“Fuck, yeah, gorgeous. Suck me like your orgasm depends on it.” Gage pumped into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat with each thrust.

My clit throbbed, his movements making the swollen bud rub over the nest of dark hair at the root of Vaughn’s dick.

And then I felt Chord inch deeper, breaking through the tight ring until his tip was locked in me. He snarled, kneading my ass cheeks… spreading them as he continued to push forward.

Vaughn’s heavy breaths crashed against my breast. He sucked and licked like his life depended on it because he couldn’t move until Chord was inside me… and it was killing him.

“I knew you’d be tight,” Chord growled, working deeper as he spoke. “As soon as I felt your pussy, I knew this was going to be heaven.”

I couldn’t breathe. Didn’t want to.

There was no describing how stretched and full I felt. Vaughn was already so big inside my sex, but with Chord claiming my ass… the two of their cocks separated by almost nothing… I was dying.

Dying in a storm of pleasure.

Chord bottomed out with an animalistic groan, and I swore Vaughn muttered something that sounded like “thank fuck,” but it was lost on me as they all began to move.

And my whole world tilted on its axis.

They thrust in tandem—in wild, erotic rutting—and I felt myself start to spiral out of control. Three cocks drove inside my body all at the same time… an erotic assault I knew I wouldn’t survive.

Time began to be measured in grunts—in the feral sounds of the men who were plowing into my mouth and pussy and ass, ready to fill me up with their cum.

It was all too much, but the piercing on Vaughn’s cock… it was everything. It stroked along my sensitive front wall, hitting my G-spot over and over and over again. Like a lightning bolt attached to the tip of his dick.

“That’s it, Tara,” he rasped, dragging his lips over my chest, planting a kiss right on top of my racing heart. “Almost time for you to come. You’re almost there.”

I clutched his head for dear life, feeling my orgasm coming for me like an avalanche at my heels. I was trying to outrun it—to keep ahead of it like he’d ordered, but I felt it clamoring at my heels.

“ Fuck .” Gage gripped my hair tighter, angling my head and thrusting deeper. “Suck harder, gorgeous. Suck hard for that cum.”

Tears rolled down my cheek as he drove into the back of my throat. I vacuumed my cheeks tight and used my tongue along his length, and I felt him swell thicker on that last drive before he bottomed out and came down my throat with a thunderous shout.

I swallowed and swallowed, drinking down his warm, salty cum for seconds before his dick slid from my lips.

I gasped for air, my own release drawn through my body like a rubber band about to snap.

“Please,” I whimpered, trying to grind harder into Vaughn, needing him to set me free .

This is all I wanted. To be destroyed with pleasure, and I’m right there—right on the edge.

I searched out Vaughn’s gaze, finding it as heangled his hips and his next drive stroked his piercing right to the center of my G-spot— to the center of my universe.

“There you go, Tara. Take our cum, good girl,” Vaughn snarled, somehow shunting deeper than before.

“Yes,” I gasped the word over and over again, feeling the avalanche slowly overtake me and bury me in pleasure.

“Oh, fuck, I’m coming,” Chord groaned, his hands on my ass locking tight, his hips slapping into my backside as he shunted himself deep again and again.

And then desire consumed me.

I screamed as I came. Pleasure exploded inside me, savage and destructive, and my entire body convulsed.

I was lost in my climax—shattered into a million stars scattered into a dark, erotic sky.

Distantly, I heard ragged curses and rough shouts.

I felt them catch the wave of my release and ride it to their own.

They fucked me hard. Hips slapping. Cocks swelling.

Chord came first. His rough moan filled the room as he held himself deep in my ass and filled it with his cum.

The waves of my orgasm were still coming. I’d never come like this before in my life—this prolonged cliff of pleasure that I’m toppling endlessly from. I gasped and screamed. My heart felt like it gave out more than once.

And then Vaughn’s roar ended it all.

“Fuck.” A single prayer. A single praise.

And then his pierced dick plowed deep into my pussy, annihilating my G-spot with one swift stroke. My hips jerked and my vision went black. It was like an orgasm within an orgasm, and it obliterated the both of us.

I convulsed, and Vaughn came. His cock shook inside me, pumping me full of cum.

Even after minutes, I could hardly open my eyes. They’d all slid free of my body, leaving me both sated and bereft while they performed the ceremony of aftercare.

Cleaning. Kissing. Whispers of praise.

I felt wholly vulnerable and entirely safe as my eyes lost their strength to stay open, and I drifted off to sleep.