Ryker held me still, pinning me down by my hips so I couldn’t wiggle out of uncontrolled anticipation.
I heard Kingston spread lube all along his shaft, the wet slapping sounds of it building up the excitement in my body. I was tense and ready to explode by the time I felt the head of his cock pressing against my tight ring. I was like a water balloon, overfilled and about to burst at the slightest touch.
Kingston took his time working his fat cock into my ass, though, and with an excruciatingly controlled movement, he finally filled me up from behind.
“Our perfect little whore,” he rasped and wrapped his arms around me, burying his face into the back of my neck. I could feel his breath hot on my skin, and it added to the overwhelming sensations that were coursing through me. “Our beautiful slut queen, our dick-obsessed little hell cat.”
I couldn’t even form words at that point. All that came out of my mouth was a low moan that started in my chest and vibrated along my throat. It was more like music, or a base, animalistic noise, than anything that resembled language.
I was reduced to my most physical parts. I was turned into a machine, a sex doll designed to be fucked. My mind had no room for any other thoughts. I was being fucked, and I wanted to fuck, and that was it.
I cried out as they began to pick up speed, their dicks pistoning in and out of me like their own flesh machine joining with mine. We were all reduced to the wet slapping sounds of sex, the groans and grunts of our pleasure, and the envious moans from the observers.
Kingston came when I did. It was my first double-penetration orgasm of the night. My Christmas present, to myself and to them. We let loose at the same time, dissolving and reassembling as his dick softened and came out with a plop.
Before I had time to recover, Valen took his place and joined Ryker in fucking my body, using me like I was meant to be used. As if I’d been designed just for them, for their pleasure alone.
“This is all I wanted for Christmas,” Valen exhaled as he pushed himself inside of me. I was slick already from the lube and Kingston’s seed, so he didn’t need to slather his thick shaft before he started. He’d already fucked my pussy, like the others, but he never lasted long inside my ass. None of them did.
Valen was particularly excited when he fucked me like that, though. He was rougher than normal. My sweet loving King turned into a bit of a beast when he claimed my ass. He grabbed me by the hips, let me find my balance on Ryker’s body, and began to slam into me with a ferocity that rocked my world.
It was like being in the center of a hurricane. I was being tossed around and guided as if I had no control over my own body. I cried out and dropped to Ryker’s chest, opening my ass for Valen to continue his animalistic rut. It was savage and wonderful and pushed me into an intense orgasm that left my legs weak and my heart pounding so loudly I was sure they all heard it.
Valen finished quickly after that, grunting my name as he filled me with spurting hot spunk. He pulled out before he went soft and gave my ass to Archer. It was seamless, I wasn’t empty for more than a single heartbeat, and Archer took over fucking me hard and fast.
I cried out again and again, came quickly, and bit down on Ryker’s chest to muffle my cries of ecstasy. Ryker loved pain, and that brought him along with me. He rasped his pending release and fucked me hard and furiously from below.
The two men somehow still managed a perfect rhythm with each other, one going in as the other pulled out and vice versa. They kept it up until Ryker’s explosive orgasm spasmed against my inner walls. I came with him, following him as he was dragged into the storm of pleasure.
Archer finished with us, filling my ass at the same time my pussy was flooded, and the heat of their cum was like fiery bliss completing me and bringing me into the circle of their love.
I sobbed one last time, collapsed in Ryker’s arms, and went completely limp.
Archer pulled out, and my four Kings took turns talking softly to me, touching me gently, and kissing me back down to earth.
It wasn’t a silent night that Christmas Eve, but it was one I would remember.
My Kings, my loves, and everything I needed in the world was there in that bed with me.
I didn’t need anything else for Christmas to make it complete, but I couldn’t wait to give them what I’d found.
And I couldn’t wait for their reactions.
As we finally slipped off into sleep, I dreamed of sugar plums and hard cocks, presents, and coming more than once a year.
All the while, outside the cabin, the snow fell, and the world was quiet.
CHAPTER7
“Come on,you have to get up before we open presents,” Kingston whispered in my ear, tickling me gently along the ribs.
I groaned and tried to pull the blankets over me, but he had them too far down my body for me to reach.
I was exhausted, full of cum, and wanted another few hours of sleep.
But that wasn’t in the cards because the roads had been cleared, and everybody was on their way to celebrate Christmas with us at the cabin. And there were presents to unwrap, food to be made, and a holiday to enjoy.
“Can’t we put it off for a few hours?” I moaned as I rolled over into his arms. “Tell them we’re, like, closed or something?”