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“Damn. I call dibs on quattro.” Christos says, coming up to my side. He kisses my shoulder and works his way down, kneeling beside Esteban, who tugs my thong down and spanks my ass. Christos kisses the hotspot, and I moan, clutching onto Leandro.

“Only if you’re good with this, Stacia. If it’s too much—”

I shut up Leandro with a kiss, smiling against his mouth. “Give me what I want. Bow down and I’m yours.”

Leandro hums under his breath, lifting my hair to kiss my throat. It’s as if the playfulness leaves the room, stripped away with my nighty as the four men I care about most in the world smother me with their attention, their muscular bodies like a protective wall around me, their hands made to make me feel good. Their mouths perfect for kissing away my doubt and filling me with the devotion they carry. Their hearts being everything I could ever want, holding me as their equal and treating me as the most important thing in their world. And as for their souls? They’re vowed to me through this bond we share, this life we had to destroy so we could rebuild it the way we wanted.

And they’re mine. All fucking mine.

I grab Leandro’s shirt and pull it over his head, guiding him close to kiss between my legs, only letting him tease me for a minute. I reach out for Talon next, wiggling my fingers and getting him to step close. He kisses me, flicking his tongue across mine, tasting my mouth as he cups my breast and rolls my pebbling nipple between his fingers, sending another wave of desire through me. I yank his shirt up, pulling it off him, and he hooks his arm around my waist and lifts me up, tossing me to the bed.

“Undress for her,” Talon says, remaining dominant in his desires, but it’s only for the control of my pleasure, ensuring that I get everything I could ever want.

I arch my back, letting Esteban take off my panties completely, and I rest on my elbows, smiling as each of them strips down naked for me, without shame, fully intent on sharing me in unimaginable ways.

Crawling forward, Esteban lifts my legs up, resting them on his shoulders as he bows down and drags his tongue across the seam of my body, gliding his tongue over my clit, only to suck it sensually into his mouth, making me moan so loud that my voice echoes through the room.

I grab at Christos, pulling him forward until he is close enough for me to reach. I lace my fingers around his cock and guide him to my mouth, getting him to straddle my face in a way that he can thrust into my throat the way he prefers. Talon shifts on the bed, grabbing my nipple before he leans down and sucks it into his mouth. I blindly reach for his dick, letting him guide my hand over his length, just wanting to give as much pleasure as I take.

I moan, my voice vibrating on Christos’s cock, and he pulls out and smiles at me, caressing his finger to my cheek.

A shockwave of ecstasy builds between my legs, Esteban bringing me to my peak so quickly that all I can do is scream out and stretch, grabbing the blankets for something to hold onto. My pent-up desire explodes, and I sit up and grab at Talon’s hips, pulling him to my mouth to suck him. I rub my fingers over his balls, feeling the tightness, and then I do the same to Leandro as he rubs his own dick, turned on by the sight of me laying before them.

“Lay on top of me, Stacia. I want those fucking perky tits right on my chest.” Talon lies back on the bed and gets me to climb on top of him, and Esteban pulls me down until I feel Talon’s cock between my legs.

“God, I’m so lucky. You’re the sexiest woman in the universe.” Talon adjusts his body and slides inside me, groaning at the heat of my wetness. I pant and close my eyes, savoring the sensation of our bodies meeting. Talon bounces me slightly, controlling my movements until Christos pulls me up away from Talon to kiss my throat.

“I love you, astéri mou. You’re my everything. My star. My Queen. My soul.” Christos nudges me back down, resting his palms on my ass cheek as cool liquid splashes across my body. I moan at the sensation of his finger teasing me, testing me and preparing me for the ache that’ll leave me begging for more. Because it’s not only about my pleasure. It’s about theirs too, and the thought of getting off the four men who cherish me most turns me on even more.

“Pinche cabrón, you’re so fucking lucky,” Esteban says, tilting my head to watch my face. “Look at her face. She loves it.”

I gasp as Christos pushes inside, going slow, letting me get used to his body. Esteban shifts up, guiding his cock into my mouth, letting me suck on him as Leandro slides his hand between me and Talon and strokes my clit.

My eyes roll with my pleasure, and I lose myself to the sensations, my body humming, and my muscles tensing, a good ache, radiating between my legs as another orgasm builds, and I pull away from Esteban to scream out in bliss.

Leandro takes Esteban’s place, and I stroke his balls as I lick his tip, slobbering over him to get him extra wet. He strokes his cock, looking down at me with heavy-lidded eyes, his handsome face devouring me in ways that make my body sing.

Talon groans beneath me, grabbing my hips and holding me in place, thrusting into me, harder and faster, getting Christos to work in sync until Christos pulls out to come on my back. Talon flips me off and onto my back, stretching my leg as he rocks his hips harder and harder, adding pressure to my clit with his thumb until I scream again. He grunts, pulling me close, holding me in place, coming inside me.

I pant, my heart racing, my body caught up on adrenaline that makes even the lightest stroke of Leandro’s fingers on my nipples feel like electricity.

He pulls me up and Esteban squirts lube over Leandro’s cock for him, not even caring that he has to stroke him to prep him for what he wants. Leandro eases me up and presses his tip against my ass, slowly sliding in until I’m sitting on him completely. He sucks on my shoulder, giving me a hickey, and Esteban stands at the edge of the bed, watching as Leandro fucks my ass. Licking his lips, Esteban closes the space and grabs my legs, holding them up and spreading me wider. He aligns his body and sinks inside me, not even caring about the mess Talon left behind. He clenches his jaw and uses my legs to brace himself, swinging hard and deep, pinning me to Leandro as he braces, bouncing me in a way that gets me going. My moans are like bursts of screams, ringing over and over again, my pleasure so loud that it might linger in my ears for days.

Talon and Christos take turns, kissing me and stroking my nipples, showering me with their attention as Esteban and Leandro fuck me in such a way that someone’s going to have to carry me after. But I don’t care. It’s worth it, and I would do it again and again, this moment bringing us closer together.

Our bonds will never break. This is our vow to each other.

“I’m going to come,” Esteban mutters, thrusting hard as he continues to play with my clit, my body swollen and aching in the best way possible, and another orgasm rips through me. I pull him forward, pressing my mouth to his shoulder as he grunts, his body exploding with his passion.

Leandro slows, taking his time to enjoy me as the others watch until he finishes, leaving me breathless and completely malleable on his lap, my muscles relaxed, my need satiated and my heart full.

The four of us lie on the bed together, me sprawled across Talon and Leandro, holding onto Esteban and Christos’s hands, just listening to our hearts beating and our heavy breathing in perfect sync, the weight of the world no longer pressing down on us.

I’ve never felt so free.

I’ve never felt so strong and powerful.

But it’s more than just a feeling. It’s a certainty that I know deep in my bones.


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