Page 114 of Second Sets Omnibus

“First time with us. We’ll make it hot as fuck, Pretty Girl,” Rad says with a smirk, looking deep into my eyes when I nod in confirmation, and my heart skips a fucking beat. Holy hell, I’m going to let one of them stick their big fat cocks into my asshole while the other fucks my pussy. Shivers roll through me at the thought, and excitement thrums through my veins with anticipation.

“It'll burn a little at first, Little Brat. But once you're nice and stretched out, taking two at a time will be easier. Kieran, stretch her asshole out.” My eyebrows raise into my hairline when Kieran nods without putting up a fight and marches toward me with determination.

Fingertips run down my spine, sending goosebumps everywhere as I lean on the table where Asher left me, not daring to move an inch. I swallow hard, focusing on the compassion in Rad's eyes when Kieran runs his fingers over my ass and dives them deep into my come-filled pussy.

“I'll make it feel so good, River Blue, okay?” he murmurs, and I nod in confirmation, desperately aching for them both.

“Scoot her back,” Rad says, waving a hand.

Kieran steps back with me in his arms several steps until Rad can fit in between us and the table. A devilish smirk crosses his face when he drops to his knees, still stroking himself with mypanties. Looking up at me, he grins more, with purpose settling across his face.

“I'm going to eat you until you come at least two times on my tongue. I don't even care about Asher's come dripping out of you.” Rad runs a finger up my calf, catching it in his hand and heaving it over his shoulder, moaning when he runs his nose through my folds, bumping into Kieran’s fingers as he stills. “God, Pretty Girl. You smell like sex on a stick.” The tip of his tongue barely brushes my bundle of nerves, and I cry out through the overstimulation. My skin crawls with the need to run away, but they both hold me captive in their arms, tightening their grips.

Kieran curls his fingers inside me, slowly working them in and out at a torturous pace. My head falls back onto his shoulder, moaning loudly at the onslaught of sensations pounding through my entire body. My nerves are on fire again, ready to combust, and the moment Rad’s tongue turns circles around my clit, I’m prepared to detonate.

“That's my River Blue,” he whispers huskily against my neck. “Come for us again, baby. Come on my fingers and Rad’s tongue.”

Crying out, my head moves back and forth as another orgasm presses through, squeezing the life out of Kieran’s fingers. My body sags in Kieran’s arms, utterly fucking spent. Can I go on? I hope fucking so. I have three more boyfriends to fuck before the night is through. And then again in a few hours. I’m living life to the fullest at this moment before we have to go back to reality—something I almost don’t want to do. If I could stay in a fairytale land with endless orgasms and four men at my disposal, I would.

“Now, River Blue. You’ll feel a lot of pressure, and I want you to relax. Focus on Callum.” My eyes flutter open as Rad backs away, stroking himself with no restraint. Callum comes into viewwith his shirt off and his boxers hiding the massive stiffy tenting them.

“Cal,” I murmur, trying to relax as much as possible when Kieran removes his fingers from my soaking pussy and glides them through my crack.

“That’s a good girl,” Asher reaffirms from across the table, watching them work me over. Standing, he marches around the table, grabs the large bottle of lube, and pumps a few streams in my crack. “Now let my brother fuck your ass,” he murmurs, kissing my cheek. His eyes never stray from Kieran's finger, working into me, slowly opening me up.

Callum’s fingers brush against my jaw, leaning in slowly and kissing me. His tongue mixes with mine, engulfing me in him as Kieran slowly parts my ass and pushes in one finger, knuckle deep.

“So, fucking beautifully done,” Kieran rasps in my ear, working his second finger through the burning ring of muscles. “Relax, River Blue. That’s it,” he breathes heavily, working on a third and fourth finger until I’m completely open and relaxed.

“Not-not too bad?” Callum asks, furrowing his brows when my eyes roll into the back of my head, and I gasp for air, clinging to Callum. He groans when my fingernails dig into his arm, and I swear to fuck, another orgasm sits at the brink of it all, and I don’t know if I can fucking come again without becoming a noodle in their arms.

“More,” I moan, earning a chuckle from Asher.

“I’d say it’s time to lube up your prick and fuck her with it. Callum,” Asher says, gaining the trembling man's attention away from me. “What do you want to do? Take her pussy while Kieran takes the back?”

Callum swallows nervously, looking between the two of us. Eventually, his eyes drop toward my pussy as Kieran pushes hislubed-up dick into my ass an inch at a time, slightly bending me over.

“Doing good,” he gasps, sinking all the way in. “We’ll take our time, baby. I don’t want to hurt you, okay?” I nod several times, catching my breath as he remains still.

“Kieran, how about you sit on the edge of the table? Callum wants to tag in,” Asher says with a vicious grin across his lips.

Kieran doesn’t waste a moment, wrapping an arm around my waist. With ease and precision, Kieran rests his ass on the table, carefully rearranging us, so I’m spread wide, ready for Callum.

“Jesus,” I shout, throwing my head back onto his shoulder.

“Pretty Girl. Are you okay?” Rad asks with concern, brushing a finger down my tightened face.

When I peek an eye open, I’m greeted by his dark eyes and him resting on the table beside us.

“Too full,” I say, blowing out a breath.

Asher scoffs, walking around the table and into my eyesight. Leaning against the wall, he crosses his arms over his chest and smirks. “You can take it, Little Brat. Spread your legs and let Callum in,” Asher demands with a cock of his head. He watches for several minutes until my pinched face relaxes, and I nod, permitting Asher to spread my legs slowly like before. “You’re being such a good Little Brat,” he murmurs, fixing my legs, so they’re spread wide open. “You know… You know we would never hurt you, right?” His brows furrow, and he squeezes my knee.

“Thanks, Evil Ash,” I whisper, snorting when he kisses my cheek affectionately.

“Good girl. Now, Callum, it’s your time to shine,” he says, stepping back so Callum can take his place.

Callum steps between my spread legs with trepidation and takes it all in with a heated gaze. No doubt, memorizing this moment as a shrine in his head for years to come.