Roan drew back with a “pop” and reached for me. I breathed rough, shallow pants as Roan settled me between his legs. His touch was gentle—gentler than it’d ever been, teasing up my body, skimming my collarbone, brushing my hair over my shoulder. He leaned me against him and bent to drop kisses on my throat.
“Take him slow, baby,” he whispered. “Give yourself time to adjust.”
“Show me.”
Roan did—taking him in inch by glorious inch. I bit my lip, penning in a moan as my hand traveled low. I was so wet, my fingers slicked to the touch, making their merry-go-rounding my clit easy.
Grasping my chin, Roan guided me to his place, parting my lips like Legend did to him. His thick, throbbing cock filled me, and I took Roan’s advice—going slow, letting my gag reflex relax.
“Lots of tongue, beautiful.” His words were heat in my ear. “He likes that. Don’t you, Legend?”
“Fuck, yes,” he bit off.
Roan replaced my fingers with his own, fucking me with two, then three fingers matching my increasing pace with Legend. I bobbed my head, cheeks caving, tongue worshiping him. Legend clung to the bed promising to do things to me I wasn’t sure were all possible.
I came up for air and Roan was there before I spoke, nipping along the underside of his cock and licking his balls.
I spasmed, rocked by the first wave of my oncoming, violent orgasm. This is why they hadn’t let me into their world right away. The inexperienced, newly de-virginized girl I was a few weeks ago would’ve died from the chain orgasms.
“Shit,” Legend breathed. “You two are going to make me come so hard I’ll be out of semen for a month.” He tangled in my hair. “Who told you to stop?”
I didn’t want to stop. Stop watching. Stop making them feel as wild and dangerous as they made me. Or stop to think what I’d do if what Jacques promised me didn’t apply to all of them. Through all the girlfriends and boyfriends, Roan and Legend’s bond remained. What if there wasn’t room for me to stay?
That’s not going to happen. I wouldn’t be here if they didn’t both want more. I was the one who gave them what they needed like Cairo, Arsenio, Jacques, Roan, and Legend each held a piece of what I needed.
I tugged Roan to me, crashing my lips on his. We kissed hungrily, sloppily, moaning to add a soundtrack over the slap, slap, slap sounding between my legs.
They were never getting rid of me.
Breaking apart, I dove between his legs, sucking Legend’s balls the way I learned from my new teacher. Legend grunted and I felt the moment he tightened.
Hot spurts of cum decorated my hair and back.
“Fucking... fucknuts.” Legend collapsed on his bed. “Damn. We’re making some changes to our nightly routine.”
I laughed as Roan peppered my face with kisses. “Fine with me.”
“I believe I said you get a reward when your blow jobs exceed expectations.”
My brows blew up my head. “Yes, I remember that agreement too.”
“Get up here.”
Roan tossed me shrieking on the bed. Giggling, I crawled up the pillows but didn’t make it far. Legend snagged my ankle and flipped me on my ass. I melted into the sheets under his kiss, hissing as he scraped my bottom lip between his teeth.
“Roan,” he said, and my red-haired devil imp was there.
Naked in record time, his hard, tanned body molded to mine. I sensed where this was going and held my breath lest I do or say a thing that’d make these infuriating men deny me. There was a time for punishment, and there was a time to get fucked.
Grinning, Roan swirled his tip around my entrance. “Should I?”
“You get me that knife and I’ll show you what happens if you don’t.”
“Oooh, tempting.”
“Ro—”
He pushed in with one hard, firm thrust. I broke a nail on his back.
“Ah, yes, faster. Roan, please.”
The man took orders even better than I did. He bounced me on the springs, pogoing in and out of my pussy as my cries became unintelligible.
Roan grunted. Dropping his head on my shoulder, he slowed for a moment—hands tightening on my waist. Over his back, Legend rose like the fallen angel himself. His raven locks damp and shining in the low light. Lust darkening his mahogany eyes.
He winked at me as he thrust inside Roan, turning his pants to groans in my ear.
There was no saving me after that. I clenched around him, back bending in honor of my favorite bow, and came so hard I blacked out.
It was only a second. One moment Roan was licking my jaw, then my vision cleared on him towering over me, Legend’s hand gripping his shoulder. I watched every expression of ecstasy cross his face, tracing them as they were stored in my mind forever. But I knew my Roan—