open, they landed on the man directly across from me. Seth, his eyes locked on mine and his dick in his hands. The look was so primal, so powerful, and the friction building inside me was so very close. It wouldn't take much at all to push me over the edge.
Then Seth's eyes dropped, falling to where Trent's body joined with mine. He stroked himself again, then a half stroke over the tip. His lips parted and his eyes closed as his body tensed.
My body clenched along with him, pulsing in time with his cum spurting into the water. I let my eyes close and groaned at the intensity of my release, then heard Pax grunt. His entire body spasmed, including the hand pressing against my pulsing clit. Beneath me, Trent gasped, and I felt him swell as my walls clamped down with my orgasm. A moment later, he pressed his lips to my shoulder and let out a contented sigh.
Five men. I'd just managed to please five men, and I felt like I was floating. That had been so much better than I'd ever dreamed.
CHAPTER 40
I knew we'd made a mess. I didn't want to think about the body fluids floating around in their hot tub, and the guys told me not to worry about it. Instead, Ian grabbed one of those blankets he'd brought out for star gazing and held it for me. The moment I was wrapped in it, he swept me off my feet and carried me into the house. Clearly, the rest were in charge of clean up.
I'd expected him to have the master bedroom on the ground floor. I was wrong. His was upstairs, and he didn't let me go until he was laying me on the bed, so he could follow me down. The blankets were plush and pale, the kind I'd only ever seen in a decorating magazine, but they fit him: beautiful, sensual, and perfect.
"How do you feel?" he asked, rolling over to look down at me.
I murmured softly, reaching up to trace the lines of his chest. "Very fucked."
That earned me a chuckle. "Ready to run away screaming yet?"
"No," I promised, drunk on my own euphoria. "Ian, that was amazing." My fingers tripped over his belly button. "But I haven't had you yet."
He shifted his body out of my reach. "In case you missed it, you got me off pretty damned good. I also have no intention of screwing you raw." His eyes swept across my body. "But I am going to cuddle up with this beautiful woman all night long. Elena, I want to feel you asleep beside me. I can't promise we won't get company, but stay here tonight?"
"I'd like that," I said softly, "I like all of this, Ian. Tonight was perfect."
He chuckled as he reached up to pull back the blankets. On cue, I rolled into the exposed spot, just for him to flip them back over my body. Then he tossed the damp blanket I'd worn up here onto the floor and slid in the other side. The sheets were cool and soft, the pillows thick. The man who slid up against me was better than both.
Without hesitation, I moved into him, claiming his shoulder as my pillow. His arm barely made it around my back before my eyes closed. I was completely content, and very exhausted. Tonight hadn't just met my expectations; it had given me an entirely new meaning for the word. This was everything I'd dreamed of when I imagined a better life. I couldn't remember being happier, and I slept soundly.
The next morning, I woke early. Sometime in the night, I'd rolled onto my side, and Ian had followed, spooned up behind me, but we weren't alone on the bed. Something big and heavy was curled down by my feet. Cracking open my eyes, I saw Red lying on the bottom corner, his head resting on my ankle like a pillow. The moment I stirred, his yellow eyes opened, finding me immediately.
"You gotta let me up," I whispered. "I don't want to kick you."
Red yawned, exposing all of his teeth, but he did lift his head. Careful not to whack him with my foot, I slid out of bed, then patted the warm spot I'd just left.
"You want the pillow, big guy?"
Obediently, he crawled that way, dragging his belly over the covers to prove just how tired he still was. It was cute. The moment he got far enough up, I