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Tucker

H earing Spencer laugh is a magical sound I want to listen to for eternity. Hearing her say she isn’t the center of attention makes me want to take her over my knee and show her how much we can worship her if she allows it.

I must not be the only one with that opinion, as growls are heard throughout the room.

“I didn’t mean it like that.”

Ah, listen to the scared little rabbit trying to backtrack her words. I like this vulnerable side of her.

Lincoln stands, pulling Spencer up with him, and spins her to face us. He steps up behind her, and I watch his hips rotate.

“Do you feel that, Dream Girl? That’s all for you. Look at these three men. Look at their cocks standing at attention, straining against their pants. Our tongues may be on each other, but our minds are on you.”

Damn, Lincoln’s coming in with the smooth words that couldn’t possibly be more perfect.

“Are you ready to let us worship you, Tails?” Spencer holds her breath, and I’m worried we’re overwhelming her.

I stand, sandwiching her between Lincoln and me, and gently kiss her, trailing my mouth against her jaw until I reach her ear.

“Everything is always your choice. There’s a safeword for a reason. If you get uncomfortable or overwhelmed, Code Blue stops everything, and no one here will ever fault you for stopping.” Her body relaxes between us, and she exhales long and slow.

“I… I’m scared,” she confesses. A confession I’m sure is hard for her to make. “I haven’t been with anyone since Shane, and there are many more of you than me. I understand the logistics, but the practicality of the matter is there are still more of you than holes in me.”

“Don’t worry about that, Dream Girl. We can entertain ourselves and you at the same time. Shall we move to the bedroom to be more comfortable?”

She’s considering her options, and I don’t fault her one bit. We’ve all been itching to get our hands on this incredible woman, and I’m sure all of us will need to use a great deal of restraint.

“Okay.”

Axel stands and removes his shirt while kicking off his joggers. He stands naked as a jaybird before us and shrugs.

“I’m ready to get this party started.” He has no shame as he walks to Spencer’s room, full ass on display, and stands at the door, waiting. He motions to himself and wiggles his hips. “Well, it’s not going to suck itself.”

“Don’t be a pig, Axel.”

“Is that an offer, Daddy Tucker?” It is now.

“Excuse me, Little Miss. I have a boy to deal with.” I kiss her temple, and in three long strides, I’m standing over Axel. I only have a few inches on him, but that’s all I need right now.

“You’ve got a smart mouth, you know that?” His lip twitches, and I want to bite it.

“I’ve been told. Are you going to do something about it?”

“Yeah. You can’t talk if your mouth is full.” I knock the ball cap off his head, which I’ve never seen him wear before, and grab a fist full of his hair. It’s flat, having been hidden under the hat, but holy fuck is it soft.

“Well, Axel. It’s not going to suck itself.” I see the amusement in his eyes as the tables turn, and he slowly sinks to his knees, never breaking eye contact. With my free hand, I undo my belt and pants and pull my engorged cock out. It bobs in his face, and he grabs the base and sucks me down. I have to lean forward and brace myself against the door frame so my knees don’t give out on me.

“Fuck, Axel. Your goddamn mouth.” I’m watching my length dip in and out when I hear Spencer moan. I turn my head and find Miller, Spencer, and Lincoln walking toward us, hands roaming over each other’s bodies.

“Excuse us, brother. It seems like you have something to work out here. We’ll just go work things out over there.” Lincoln points to the bed, and I move over, giving them room to pass us in the doorway.

“Holy fucking christ.” Axel tugs on my balls while hollowing his cheeks, and I have to start thinking about cleaning horse stalls as a kid to stop myself from coming too soon.

My eyes follow the trio as Miller helps lay Spencer on the bed and tells her to move to the middle. They strip to their boxers, and each takes a side of her gorgeous body. Their mouths and fingers trace the exposed skin around her neck, shoulders, midsection, and upper thighs.

It takes me a moment to realize Axel has stopped moving, and he’s watching them just as intently as I am. I run a hand through his hair and watch his eyes flutter closed as I fall from his mouth.

“Are we going to let them have all the fun, Axel?”

“Fuck no.” He launches to his feet and jumps on the bed, causing everyone to bounce.

“Children,” I mutter.

“Aww, don’t be salty, Daddy Tucker,” Miller teases. I glare at him and stalk toward the bed.

“Someone’s in trouuuuuble.”

“Axel, you have another hole I can fill if you can’t keep your comments to yourself.” Axel closes his mouth quickly at my threat.

I grab Miller’s ankle and pull him down the bed until his body is at the edge. I bend down, hovering over him, and put our chests together. “Bruiser, do you need another lesson in respect like Axel just had? I thought I’d already taught you that, but we can try again if necessary.”

“It won’t happen again, Tuck. I promise.” He lifts his head and nips my bottom lip. I drop my arms and put all my weight on him, locking our lips together, and he grunts. I smile into our kiss and take what I want. When I lift up, I smack him twice on the cheek, just hard enough to sting.

“Good boy. Go pleasure our girl while I get undressed.” Miller scrambles back toward Spencer and whispers something in her ear. She briefly thinks over what he said, scanning the room, and sits up. She raises her arms, and Miller carefully removes her top.

My mouth goes dry as her full breasts with dark pink nipples spill out. She’s impossibly more gorgeous than I could even imagine. Spencer’s eyes watch my fingers as I unbutton my shirt. She’s focused on my hands and not what the other men do to her. I like having this power.

Lincoln’s mouth wanders lower on her body, and I watch his mouth surround her nipple. The pleasure takes her, and Spencer’s eyes flutter closed. I remove my pants, letting them worship her like they promised. I take in her every moan and whimper. Catalog every twitch and gasp. I’ll remember everything she likes when it’s my turn. Until then, I watch.

Axel’s lips sweep across the band of her pants, and her stomach sucks in at his touch. Is she ticklish?

“Tails, can I take these off?”

“Yes.”

There’s no hesitation or contemplation this time. She’s firm in her decision to allow him to remove her clothing.

Axel carefully peels off her pants, and all eyes are on her. We wait with bated breath as a small red landing strip of hair appears. She’s neatly trimmed and seems to not be wearing any underwear.

“Fuck me, Dream Girl.” Lincoln runs a gentle hand over her pubic hair. “You were hiding this from us? I didn’t know what to expect, but this is…mmmm.”

“Well, now we all know that the carpet matches the drapes.” Axel winks and Spencer lightly kicks him in the chest.

“Child. You’re a child, Axel.” I roll my eyes, and his smile brightens.

“Hey, you know you keep me around for the comic relief.” He leans down to Spencer’s leg, and his mouth leaves a path of wetness as he kisses her from ankle to knee, her sweet moans spurring him on even more. “And my mouth.”

“I’ll allow the excuse.”

Spencer’s body bucks as Miller and Lincoln each take a nipple, and I stroke myself over my briefs. I could stand here and listen to her moan all night. She’s incredible as she writhes under them.

Lincoln’s hand dips lower, and Spencer parts her legs to allow him access. I’m the only one currently getting the view of her engorged pussy, and I want to come right here and now. Linc’s fingers easily slide between her lips, and I see her arousal coat them. I groan at the same time Spencer moans and crawl onto the bed to watch his fingers play.

Pulling my cock out, I lazily stroke myself in time to Lincoln’s fingers. He massages Spencer’s clit, and her moans of pleasure are a drug to my system.

The temperature in the room rises as everyone pants and moans. Axel has pulled Miller out and is vigorously sucking his cock while Miller makes out with Spencer. Lincoln’s fingers have picked up speed while he pulls at her nipples with his mouth.

I watch. I love to watch. Their pleasure is just as much mine as it is theirs. My free hand strokes Spencer’s creamy inner thigh and I see the smattering of freckles over her body that isn’t visible unless you’re as close as we are right now.

I watch in anticipation as Lincoln’s fingers lower to her entrance, and he teases her with circles before dipping in slowly.

Spencer’s body stiffens, and a split second before I’m about to use our safeword, she pulls away from Miller’s mouth.

“Code Blue.”

Immediately, everyone moves back. My chest fills with pride at her and them for their quick response. I pick up a throw blanket that fell on the floor and lay it over her. She gives me a shy smile, and I return it with a reassuring one.

No one touches her as we wait to see what happens next.

With the gentlest voice possible, I wait until she makes eye contact with me. “Spencer, would you like to talk to us?”

Her body language is closed off as she adjusts and sits up against the headboard.

“I…he…” I can see the emotions running across her face. I extend a hand to her in an offer of comfort. She stares at it before her delicate fingers appear from under the blanket.

I take her hand in mine and gently massage her palm and wrist to ease some of her tension. Something Lincoln did triggered her based on when her reaction occurred and the single word “he” she muttered.

The three guys look nervous and guilty as their eyes dart between Spencer and me. She did the right thing and used her safeword when she felt uncomfortable. I can understand their emotions, but right now, our focus needs to be on Spencer.

“I have to tell you the rest of my story before we go any further.”