Page 40 of Vegas Daddies (Forbidden Fantasies #17)

“I’m here, beautiful.” That warm voice found me, and then he was standing beside the bed in his full, naked glory, his incredible erection almost obscene as it strained up, jerking toward his belly button as he flexed his abdominal muscles.

All that thick, luscious chocolate hair on his chest, at the base of his cock, on his glorious face…

he was pure, unadulterated masculinity. I was surrounded on all sides by the pinnacles of it.

The sexiest men I ever knew. And they were all mine.

“I’m waiting,” Gavin said, eyes dark and commanding. I licked my lips, and I moaned as I slid my mouth over the head of his cock at last.

“Christ,” I heard Cade beside us. He was wrapped up in the eroticism of it, the image of me with my mouth full, and I felt the bed shift as he climbed onto it, taking his place next to Gavin.

Behind me, Luca’s hands positioned my hips, and he climbed onto the mattress too.

He was naked now too—warm, smooth skin pressed against my back as he came over me, fitting our bodies together.

His hardness pressed at the seam of my ass, and suddenly, I hoped he’d fuck me there too.

That before tonight was over, I could be full with each of these men and their perfect cocks.

I moaned just from the thought, and Gavin let out his own sound of pleasure, feeling the way my mouth buzzed around him.

I was finding it hard to focus, but I wanted him to enjoy this, wanted to give him the thank you he deserved for sharing a stage with me at karaoke and paying for all of the luxuries that had made this night feel like a fairy tale.

I sucked him deeper, spreading my jaw further so I could feel his tip at the back of my throat.

“Oh, fuck,” Cade said, even as Gavin gave his own strangled sound in response.

I felt Luca’s erection, still not plunging into me like we both needed, leap with arousal against my ass.

All of my guys liked seeing me like this, in my element, the sexually liberated and powerful Allie I’d been that night they met me in a Vegas casino.

“You suck cock like a fucking pro, Allie,” Gavin told me, his voice rougher than normal. “See how she lets it hit her throat and doesn’t even choke?”

“Fucking hot,” Cade agreed, and I saw out of the corner of my eye that he was stroking his own thickness in slow, careful movements.

He was the biggest of the three of them, though they were all deliciously proportioned, perfect in their own ways.

Still, the sight of Cade’s girth in all its glory…

there was something primal in it. I sucked Gavin harder, moaning through a gag I couldn’t help. My eyes watered.

“I…fuck,” Luca said behind me. “I need to?—”

“Do it,” Gavin barked. “Fuck her pussy. Give her what she wants. Let’s see how well she can multitask.”

When Luca’s erection nudged at my opening, finding it wet and pliant, I wanted to cry in desperation.

Beg him to seat himself fully inside me and thrust hard, giving in to the animal nature of it.

But somehow, when he slid in slow and deep, careful and painfully sweet even as it felt like pure sin, it was even better than the pounding I’d imagined.

Luca didn’t fuck. He made love. I could feel the sensual connection between us, intimate and so real it was almost frightening, as he started up his slow, undulating rhythm.

How could my body hold it all? The purity of Luca’s movements inside me with the pure filth of having Gavin’s head hitting my throat as I bobbed and sucked him, the wet sounds of my mouth filling the room.

The contradictions that only sweetened the experience.

Another low curse, Cade’s deep voice this time, and the shifting of weight on the mattress alerted me I was about to have even more pleasure lavished upon me.

Sure enough, Cade swept my hair back out of my face, gripping it in a messy ponytail at the back of my head.

He tugged my hair, and the sting on my scalp felt good.

“Don’t you dare take her mouth off me,” Gavin snapped at his friend, and Cade laughed.

“Wouldn’t dream of it. I just need to touch her too, or I’m gonna embarrass myself.”

Cade’s hard cock grazed my side, hot and needy but patient, so steady, just like he was. He let himself get a little friction against my skin, but he was here to give me even more, not to take. His free hand moved below to cup my breast, squeezing it.

Being touched by all of them at once, filled by two of them and carefully teased by another, was better than I remembered it.

No memories of Vegas could eclipse the reality of this.

With another hard thrust from Luca, another grunt of Gavin’s pleasure, another pinch on my sensitive nipples from Cade, I was coming again.

I had to take my mouth off Gavin to let out a long, low moan as my pleasure crested, sparks flying in its wake.

I heard Luca swear as he pulled out of me, exhibiting extreme control in avoiding his own release.

With a growl, Cade took up Luca’s place behind me, sitting me backwards in his lap as he plunged his full thickness into my still-spasming pussy.

He couldn’t wait any longer, and even as I was fresh off a second orgasm, the thickness of him inside me was enough to have me gasping in pleasure again, climbing up that same hill.

I was half exhausted though, even as I was determined to get as much of these men as possible before the night was through.

Even though I was on top of Cade, I was too tired to ride him, could only lie back against his chest and let him fuck up into me from below.

His hard, shallow thrusts were lust-crazed.

Unplanned, though no less skilled for it.

God, how were they all so good at this? It was like they were made specifically to make me come again and again and again.

“Greedy bastard,” Gavin laughed at his friend for switching things up so quickly, but he didn’t deny Cade this opportunity to be inside me—the first time tonight that he got to share in the pleasure himself instead of just giving it.

“You would be greedy too if you had to watch her take your cocks like that without being inside her,” Cade snapped back. “You’re too sexy, Allie. Too goddamn perfect. I’m only a man.”

“I’m sorry,” I told him, apologizing for making him wait so long even though I hadn’t been calling the shots.

He was so big, so hard and right as he slammed into me, that I was almost despondent thinking of how I’d had to wait for him even as he was inside me now.

I started to rock with him, wrapping an arm around his neck, pulling him closer to me.

His beard scraped against my jaw as he kissed my cheek, surprisingly tender in contrast with his hard thrusts. “Keep going. Don’t stop.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Cade agreed, but his friends were eager to be back in the fray too.

Luca had collected himself with some careful breathing, and he moved to take my mouth with his in another drugging kiss.

Gavin wasn’t to be forgotten either. He shoved his chest against mine and practically ripped me from Luca’s mouth to kiss me himself, hard and hot and perfectly messy.

I heard Luca laugh, but take things in stride; he fell back onto his heels and contented himself with touching me.

His hand splayed across my belly, soft and claiming at once.

When Gavin finished his kiss, ending it with a scrape of his teeth across my bottom lip that made me want to cry out and beg him not to stop, he sat back to enjoy the show too.

Or at least, it seemed that way at first—Cade was still fucking me hard and fast and hungry, and I could hear unintelligible moans and pants escaping my lips, could feel myself climbing up that same hill toward ecstasy yet again.

But Gavin wasn’t content with just spectating.

He reached his slim, strong hands out to grab me around my waist, and in a quick movement, he was pulling me bodily off of Cade’s cock.

“Fucking hell, Gav,” Cade complained, and the second of emptiness made me want to do the same, but it didn’t last. With practiced, quick movements, I was falling forward as Gavin fell back, my body covering his.

And then Gavin was plunging himself into my heat in the next second, pulling me closer on top of him and taking up his own rhythm of thrusts from below.

“Fuck,” I cried out as he filled me, a different feeling than Cade but just as uniquely perfect for me. “Fuck, Gavin, harder!”

“Yes, ma’am,” he panted, using his hands on my hips to guide our rhythm, helping it pick up speed and become punishingly hard.

Exactly what I wanted. God, if I could die like this, being fucked to oblivion by three men who knew how to treat my body and my heart, who made me feel adored down to my core, I’d die happy.

“There’s gotta be rules to this,” I heard Cade grumble, but when I turned over my shoulder to look at him, he was smirking, amusement mixing with his deep arousal to put a sexy-as-hell look in his blue eyes. “Can I call a foul? You took her right off my cock.”

“Take her back if you’re so pissed,” Gavin shot back through labored breaths, smiling too.

“Maybe I want a turn too,” Luca piped up, and I looked to my other side to see his eyes were locked on my tits as they bounced in time with mine and Gavin’s fucking.

A new rush of liquid need coursed through me.

Sure, they had been sharing me all night, but the idea of these men teasing one another, playfully fighting over how badly they each wanted to be balls-deep inside me… yeah, it was enough.