Chapter 63
Chapter Sixty Three
His hands strokes my cheeks, his thumbs pulling at the edges of my lips before he kisses me. "I've missed you too. Don't leave us again."
"I won't," I say, my voice a whisper.
His cock jerks, and I start to move again, pivoting my hips to grind against him, keeping him deep inside me.
"Are you ready for more?" he asks.
I'd been so caught up in the moment that I almost forgot. Almost. I'm always at least partially aware that there are other eyes on me. Other men - my men - waiting.
Harry coaxes me to lean forward, leaving my lower body open to Eriks, who's behind me. A cool slickness slides over my opening. Eriks's finger circles around the tight entrance, gradually slipping inside, slowly preparing me, testing my limits. It feels strange at first, but I love the idea that Damon and Ian are watching, and that I'm going to share something with them that I've never shared before. As Harry reminds me to relax, Eriks pushes his finger in further- or maybe it's his thumb? and then he retreats.
He works on me for a nice long while before asking, "Think you're ready, Jasmine?"
I've been keeping a slow, steady rhythm on Harry's cock that has me riding the edge of an orgasm; I'm more ready than I'll ever be. "Yeah," I say on a breathy exhale.
Harry bends and takes one of my nipples between his lips as something much larger than a finger starts to press at my back door.
"Breathe," Eriks says, his hand on my hip, his fingers pressing into my flesh
I do as I'm told and focus on the contact my clit is making with Harry's hard body. I grind down and keep breathing as Eriks begins to push inside. He goes slow, so slow, but once I've stretched around the width of him, the rest of his slippery cock slides in fairly easily.
"How're you doing? Okay?" he asks.
I breathe in and out, trying to process the intense sense of fullness. "I'm good."
Ian and Damon are at my sides now, each of them playing with my nipples. Harry watches me, though he seems inwardly focused too. "Am I even tighter now?" I ask, grinning.
He closes his eyes and nods; I think he's trying to hang on. "I'm gonna move now, okay?" Eriks asks.
"Go slow."
"Of course."
I keep still on Harry's cock as Eriks draws partially out of my ass and gradually pushes back in. He does that two more times, and it starts to feel normal — and by normal, I mean kind of amazing. "Now faster," I say.
"Such a bossy thing," Eriks says, chuckling, giving me an idea for our next encounter. Maybe we'll play a little game called Jasmine, May I?
As Eriks moves in me, Harry cants his hips and pushes deeper when Eriks retreats, then pulls back as Eriks pushes in. They begin keeping that rhythm, and when Harry's hand slips between us to find my clit, I go racing toward the edge like a runaway train.
His fingers circle the little nub, then press, and I go flying over the cliff, soaring up into the clouds. With their steady coordinated pace, the two men keep me going for a long, blissful time, until I'm just pure ecstasy forged into human form. "That looked like a good one," Ian says when I come back into myself.
"So good." I beam up at him, and then realize I'm missing an opportunity. His cock is right there, within reach, so I wrap my hand around it and begin to stroke him. On my other side, I do the same to Damon.
I wanted all of them at the same time, and this is pretty close. Maybe we'll think up some other arrangements in the future
Gently, I tug Ian closer and bring my mouth to his cock, licking him, then sucking him in deep when I can reach him. After several strokes, I turn and do the same to Damon, pumping Ian in my hand when my mouth is on Damon
"You all make a pretty great team," I say, as I'm switching sides again. "You're the one bringing us together," Damon says.
Smiling, I move to suck on Ian, and Harry stiffens. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna come. Don't know how I lasted -”
His cock swells, then begins to throb as he releases his seed inside me. I love that there's nothing between us, nothing holding him back. Sure, we're not making a baby, but a part of him is becoming part of me, and the thought of that makes my heart full.
His climax sets off a chain reaction. Damon comes next - and I do my best to swallow closely followed by Ian, and then Eriks.
All of them stroke some part of my body as they come, keeping their hands on me, keeping us all connected. When they're finished, Eriks goes off and returns with a warm washcloth, which he uses between my legs, gently wiping me clean. I learn that sex without condoms is messier than I may have imagined, and I'm looking forward to the four of them making a mess out of me as often as possible.
"Truth or dare?" I ask of no one in particular.
"Dare," Ian says, his deep, rich voice like music to my ears.
"I dare all of you to do this with me again tomorrow night."
"Do we have to wait that long?" Damon asks, a wicked grin on his lips.