small, hungry sound, my lips still locked on Archer’s, and I felt Dylan’s lips smile against my skin as his fingers delved again into my panties. I felt Blake lean against my side, pressing a tender kiss to the top of my head, and I almost smiled in relief that he had joined us all.
Life was better with all four of us, and so was sex.
I reached out for Blake, catching his cock in my hand and beginning to toy with him. I thought I had an impressive amount of focus, working his big cock steadily while Dylan caressed me with his lips and hands from behind, his cock brushing against the curve of my ass, while Archer and I made out like, well, horny teenagers. Too bad we’d been too stupid as horny teenagers to figure out how to get what we wanted.
But it had all worked out now.
Dylan’s forearm was hard against my waist as his fingers worked insistently against my clit. I felt how wet I was for him as his fingers slid through my folds. The combination of their mouths, their hands, had me so hot I couldn’t bear it, a constant throbbing ache running through my core. I wanted them to fill me—all of me.
I slid down on Archer’s cock, watching his face change as he felt me envelop him. His hands were on my hips, steadying me, and he looked at me as if I were a goddess as I began to ride him. Dylan gathered my hair in a ponytail, touching my curls affectionately, as he pressed a kiss to one side of my throat, and Blake began to kiss the other side. I couldn’t hold back a moan that seemed to fill the room and spur all three of them to greater heights. Archer’s hands tightened on my waist as he helped me up and down his cock.
“Dylan,” I murmured, “I want you inside me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Quite,” I said, and he smiled. I’d said that before. And it had landed us in trouble with the kelpies, but you know what, it was worth it.
I felt him withdraw as he went for lube, and I turned my head to one side, kissing Blake hard. Blake’s hand tangled in my curls, holding my head still as we traded kisses. I was still riding up and down Archer’s cock, and his hand replaced Dylan’s, toying with my clit until I thought I’d fly apart right then.
Then Dylan eased behind me, his cock teasing across my curves. I leaned down again to kiss Archer, the movement lifting my ass, welcoming him in. He teased against me, and then finally, gently, pressed in. I gasped at the sensation of the two of them filling me completely. It felt amazing, even before the two of them began to move in time, and I gasped.
Well. They filled me almost completely. I looked up at Blake, mischief in my eyes.
Could a klutz like me really pull off a move like this?
I was highly motivated, so I had that going for me.
I teased my tongue over Blake’s tip, and the groan that sprang from his lips made me happy. I took him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around him.
The four of us moved together until the heat from the fire seemed to be echoed in the tingling of desire racing across my skin. I moaned around Blake’s cock, feeling the power of my own orgasm building, and the sound seemed to push him over the edge. His fingers teased through my hair, then tightened as he shattered in my mouth. I swallowed the salty taste of him, then collapsed against Archer’s chest. He buried his face in my hair as he continued to pound into me from below, his hands tight on my hips. Dylan rocked into me from behind.
The flames in the fireplace seemed to burst as I came harder than I’d ever come in my life, screaming loud enough to wake up Silver Springs.
The four of us collapsed, spent and exhausted, in front of the couch.
“Have I told you that I love you, Pussy Cat?” Blake mused, stroking his hand over my curls.
“I’m not sure you have yet,” I said, feeling a mischievous smile cross my lips, “but the thing is, I already know.”
Epilogue
I reluctantly left the guys behind to go grocery-shopping for my grandfather. They wanted to come with me—as if even wandering the aisles of the grocery store would be fun together.
And you know what? I