22. Chapter Twenty One

Chapter Twenty One

Skyla

W esley’s hand traces up my thigh, rubbing against my pussy, though honestly, I can’t feel much through all these clothes. Pushing out of his hold, I push to my feet in the middle of the room. Wesley is sitting, Vincent is crouching in front of me, Liam and Asher are to my left by the fireplace, and Ronan is to my right near the door.

“Can I get some help?” I ask as I gesture to my clothes.

All as one, they begin circling me. Vincent’s mouth is the first on mine; then I feel hands everywhere. Unzipping my jacket and unbuckling my snow bibs, someone takes my shoes and socks off while another pulls the bibs and my thermal shirt off. All of this happening while Vincent never leaves my mouth for longer than a second.

Once more and more skin is exposed, more and more mouths are on me. They are trailing every inch of me, and it’s so dizzying I can’t even keep track of who is who. I don’t care either; they are all mine, so what does it matter?

A chill runs through me when the last article of clothing leaves my body. It’s quickly replaced when the first naked body presses against me. I turn away from Vincent to meet Liam’s lips. Of course, he is the first one to strip naked.

His hands cradle me gently as his tongue swirls around mine. I feel one mouth on my neck while the other comes to my breasts. Then another between my legs, forcing my leg to hook over his shoulder as his tongue runs through me. I moan into Liam’s mouth, and he smiles against me.

“Good girl. You like it when Wesley eats your pussy, babygirl?”

I look down to see Wesley staring up at me; his mouth latched onto me as his tongue circles my clit. I dig my hand into his hair and pull as I nod. Another mouth begins kissing down my back, covering my ass before his hands are gripping me tightly. In the next second, he’s licking me all the way through, his tongue circling my ass.

The sensations are so good, but it’s too much. I don’t know what way is up or down as ten hands and five mouths absolutely ravage me in the middle of this abandoned shack. I feel my orgasm creeping up on me, but it hits me like a freight train. I don’t even try to be quiet as I scream out my release. I feel my pussy pulse and throb to the point that my cum actually leaks down Wesley’s face. He greedily licks it up, happy to clean up the mess I’ve made, or rather the mess they’ve made of me.

When I come down from my high, the room is still for a moment. Only a moment, though. In a flash, Vincent has me in his arms. He’s sitting down on the couch with me facing the room as I sink down onto his cock. He slides right in, and I moan once he’s fully seated in me. His hand wraps around my throat, his other hand coming to play with my nipple as he begins bouncing me.

“You all love to share her so much. You like watching her get fucked?” he goads.

“Fuck yes, we do,” Liam says as he begins stroking his cock.

Asher does the same, and Wesley looks to Ronan, a heat in his eyes that he doesn’t return. I don’t miss the disappointment on Wesley’s face before an idea comes over his features. He moves over to Liam and Asher, looking between the two of them before settling his eyes on Asher. He frowns at Wesley, but not before Wesley crushes his lips to his. I expect Asher to shove him away, but to my surprise, he doesn’t. Instead, he drags Wesley closer, their tongues tangling together in a messy way that has my pussy throbbing.

Liam wastes no time inserting himself, all of their mouths mashing together in a sloppy three-way kiss. Their hands are everywhere, moans echoing out of each of them before Wesley is the first to drop to his knees. He sucks Asher into his mouth, pushing him to the back of the throat and forcing Asher to drop his head back in pleasure. He bobs on his cock for a few moments before moving to Liam, repeating the same motion.

“Goddamn, that’s good. Suck my fucking cock,” Liam moans as he thrusts against Wesley’s face.

My eyes move to see Ronan watching with a hard-set jaw. He doesn’t look happy, not at all, actually. I slowly bring my eyes back to see Wesley suck both Liam and Asher into his mouth. They groan as they begin making out, their hands both forcing Wesley to take them deeper and deeper.

“Christ, siren. Your pussy is literally leaking down my cock,” Vincent grumbles as his hand moves to start playing with my clit.

“They are so fucking hot. Would you ever touch any of them?” I ask, not even trying to hide the hope in my tone.

“What? Four boyfriends playing together isn’t enough for you?”

Four?

I turn back to see Ronan tearing Wesley away from them before shoving his own cock down Wesley’s throat. Ronan’s hands hold his head tightly as he fucks his face with a violent rage. Wesley gags and chokes on his cock, but Ronan doesn’t seem to care; this isn’t an act of passion or lust. This is an act of punishment, and fuck me, punishment has never been so goddamn erotic.

“This is my fucking mouth,” Ronan grits out. “No way in fuck am I going to sit back and let you suck off my fucking nephew!” he spits, smacking Wesley’s cheek as he speaks.

Wesley jerks at the slap before he moves his head faster and faster.

“You want to get your cock sucked? That’s fine, but the only people who will feel this mouth are me and Skyla, understood?”

Wesley nods his head before pulling away. His breathing is ragged, voice raspy.

“In that case, Liam, why don’t you be a good boy and come suck my cock.”

Liam glances to Asher, seemingly asking for permission, before Asher nods, moving across the room to Vincent and me.

“Enjoying the show, princess?” he smirks.

“So, fucking much,” I smile as Asher rubs the head of his cock against my mouth.

“Open up,” he says, pushing his way down my throat.

He stands to the side so I can still watch the others, bless him, and fuck me, what a sight it is. Ronan is standing, still face fucking Wesley, while Liam is practically laying on the ground, sucking Wesley with wild abandon. The moans echoing in this cabin are so much, it feels as if the whole place will come crashing around us. I don’t fucking care, though. This is too good.

“That’s it,” Asher grits out as he pushes down my throat further, forcing me to gag and choke. “That’s my good fucking girl.”

I nod my head in agreement as I hear the grunting of Ronan and Wesley continue before they both come. Ronan down Wesley’s throat and Wesley down Liam’s. In a flash, Liam jumps to his feet and crosses the room, grabbing Asher by the cock and pulling him out of my mouth.

My pussy spasms at the way he so casually handles his best friend’s cock before Liam spits Wesley’s cum into my mouth. Surprise hits me, but I tilt my head back further and open my mouth more, running my tongue across my lips so I don’t waste a drop. When I swallow it down, I look over to see Ronan collapsed on the floor, Wesley leaning between his legs as he shakes his head.

“That has to be the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Yeah?” Ronan asks, tilting Wesley’s head up to look at him.

Taking all of us by surprise, Ronan presses his lips to Wesley’s. It isn’t a wildly passionate kiss, more like a soft peck, but I physically see Wesley’s cock twitch and begin to harden up already. Their kiss deepens as Wesley lifts his hand to hold Ronan in place.

Wesley’s teeth sink into Ronan’s lip before he is turning around, laying on top of Ronan and grinding his cock against his.

“Fuckk,” Ronan moans as Wesley’s length grinds against his.

“I need to be inside you, princess,” Asher says, and without any negotiating needed, Vincent pushes me to stand.

I feel incredibly empty without him in me, but it only lasts a few seconds before he forces me to my knees and bends me over. Vincent’s mouth latches onto my ass, licking and swirling his tongue in and around. My eyes roll into the back of my head as Asher slides in front of me, laying on his back as he slips his cock inside my pussy.

“Fuckkk,” I moan.

“There’s my girl. Is Griggs eating your ass, princess?”

“Uh, huh,” I whimper.

“You want him to fuck it next?”

“Yessss,” I moan when Vincent slips a finger inside me.

“It would be my fucking pleasure, siren,” he grumbles into my ear.

Vincent paces his rhythm with Asher perfectly, for being enemies, they sure work amazing together. My eyes move up to see Ronan and Wesley still tangled together, but now it’s Ronan that is kissing up and down Wesley’s body, getting dangerously close to his cock. Wesley’s eyes hold mine, a smile filled with excitement and hope in them.

When Ronan gets just to Wesley’s cock, he pauses for a moment, his eyes finding mine. I give him an encouraging smile before Vincent adds another finger, and I moan once more. When I open my eyes again, Ronan has Wesley’s cock in his mouth, his head gently moving up and down his length while Wesley takes hold of his head.

“Fuck, Ro. Just like that. Goddamnit, are you telling me we could have been doing this for years, and we haven’t?”

I hear Ronan hum around Wesley’s cock, but he doesn’t say anything as he continues. The stimulation of the room in its entirety is almost too much. It feels like I’m watching my favorite movie while also being the star of the show. So much pleasure, so much feeling. It’s overwhelming, and yet I never want it to end.

From behind me, I feel Vincent pull out his fingers before the sound of spitting echoes in the room, followed by the feeling of warm spit on my asshole.

“Keep that back arched for me, siren. We don’t have any lube, so this is the best you’ll be able to get.”

“Yes, we do,” Wesley grunts. “Liam, inside pocket, bottom left,” he says as he points to the backpack.

Liam practically sprints over to it, retrieving the bottle and handing it to Vincent. He pops the top open and dumps a healthy amount on his cock and my ass.

“I’m ready,” I pant.

Vincent presses the tip of his cock against me, slowly sinking into me inch by inch. I cringe for a moment, the pain burning as it rips through me before pleasure gives way.

“Fuck, babygirl. You’re taking them beautifully. I’m so fucking proud of you,” Liam praises.

I look up at him and smile.

“Come here, baby. Let me take care of you.”

“I’ve got a better idea,” he says as he lays down beside Asher, cupping his face as he begins kissing him.

My pussy pulses as I watch them before Liam’s hand lifts, playing with my clit. I shudder at the much needed distraction from Vincent stretching me. He rubs tight circles against me before his hand slips down, his finger tracing over Asher’s cock, thrusting in and out of me. Without a word, he rests his finger against Asher’s cock, forcing his finger inside of me at the same time.

I feel my mouth drop open, this new sensation unlike anything I’ve felt before, as Asher curses. When Asher pulls out, Liam adds another finger, letting Asher set the pace and rhythm. Liam honestly isn’t doing much except for stretching me more and more. When he adds a third finger, I think that I’m going to fucking die, but after a few moments, it doesn’t hurt as much.

“I think she’s ready,” Asher grits out.

“Ready?” I echo.

“Come here, baby,” Asher says to Liam, gesturing to his chest.

Liam seems to know what’s going on because he scrambles over to him easily, forcing Vincent to lift me up and plaster me to his chest for a moment. He pushes my hair away from my neck as he lets out a ragged breath against my skin.

“What’s happening?” I pant.

“They are about to stuff you full, siren. You ready?”

“Full?” I question as Liam lays his back against Asher’s chest, shifting slightly to line their cocks up in the same position before Vincent pushes me back down.

Asher wraps his hand almost all the way around both his and Liam’s cocks, covering them in more lube before lining their heads up to my pussy. My eyes bulge in surprise.

“No, there is no way,” I gasp. “Both of you? Together? You’re never going to fit.”

Asher gives me a mischievous smile that shouldn’t be as sexy as it is.

“Oh, we’ll make it fit, princess.”

With that, he pushes their tips inside me, stretching me like I’ve never been stretched before. My mouth opens, and a scream tears out of me. It’s a mixture between pain and pleasure, if I’m being honest. Vincent, Asher and Liam all still as I breathe through it.

“If it’s too much, we’ll stop, babygirl,” Liam says softly.

I inhale and exhale several times before I shake my head.

“Just go slow.”

Asher does as I ask, him and Liam slowly lifting their hips at the same time before lowering them again. It takes several minutes before it doesn’t feel like I’m being ripped in two, and once I can relax a little bit, Vincent begins to move again.

“Oh my god,” I moan, this unfamiliar feeling filling me from my head to my toes.

“Fuck, Ash. Your cock feels so good against mine,” Liam moans, dropping his head back against Asher’s shoulder.

“Of course it does, baby. You and me together wrapped up inside our girl. It doesn’t get better than this,” Asher agrees before he lowers his voice. “You two are everything to me, you know that?” he says to me before looking at Liam, placing a kiss against his neck.

Liam moans and nods, his voice matching the same tone.

“I love you,” he admits. “I love both of you so fucking much.”

My eyebrows raise, and I feel Asher’s thrusts falter out of rhythm before they pick up again.

“I love you too, baby. Both of you,” he says as his eyes come back to me, full of devotion.

I lean down to kiss him, moving my mouth between the both of them as we all move against each other. I feel Vincent’s hands on my hips tighten, and his cock begins to throb inside me.

“Fuck, siren. I need you to come.”

Liam’s hand goes back to playing with my clit, Asher and Liam’s thrusts picking up pace, forcing matching pleasured faces on each of them. Movement from across the room catches my eye. Somehow, I missed Ronan and Wesley switching positions, Wesley currently sucking Ronan again before they meet my gaze and stand, crossing the room to us.

Both of them are stroking their cocks as they look down at us.

“Look at what they are doing to you, baby. You’re taking all three of them so well.” Ronan smiles.

“Th-hank you,” I say with a soft smile of my own. “Did he make you feel good?” I ask him, gesturing to Wesley.

Ronan looks at him and smirks before nodding. “Always does.”

“Same goes for you now, too,” Wesley adds as he lets go of his cock and covers Ronan’s hand with his.

Ronan releases his hold and lets Wesley stroke him before he does the same for him. They stroke each other’s cocks, going back and forth between looking at each other and looking at me until Vincent smacks my ass, grunting out his release.

“Goddamnit! Fuck!” he curses as his cock begins throbbing inside of me, his hot cum coating me as he falls apart.

“Shit, shit, shit, shit,” Liam says as he tries to keep it together.

Asher nips his earlobe as he whispers to him.

“It’s okay, fall apart for me. Fall apart for us.”

Liam’s hand moves at practically supersonic speed against my clit before he moans like a fucking porn star. His cock twitches once, sending Asher over the cliff with me right alongside them. We all scream and moan, humping and grinding against each other to wring every last second of pleasure out of this moment as we can.

In the next second, Ronan and Wesley both make sounds of their own.

“Look at us, little one. Smile for me.”

I do as he says, my orgasm still crashing into me as Ronan literally roars. Warm ropes of their cum cover me, starting at my face before trailing down to my breasts. I think the sight of me absolutely covered in their cum only makes them come harder, because their orgasms seem to last forever.

Once we come down from the pleasure, Vincent very carefully, but very painfully pulls his cock out of me. Then Liam does the same before Asher. When I’m completely empty, I collapse on my stomach, laying on Liam’s chest as Vincent slouches over me. Our bodies are slick with sweat and cum, but none of us care right now. We lay there like that for several minutes, only the sound of our heavy breathing in the room.

Carefully, Vincent stands, peeling himself off me before I roll onto my back. Liam climbs off Asher before looking down at me.

“Such a filthy little girl. Look at you; you’re a mess.”

I nod as I let out another ragged breath.

“Let me help,” Liam says as he sticks his tongue out and begins dragging it all over my body, licking up the trails of cum left behind by Ronan and Wesley.

I let out a soft moan at the feeling, and it must spark something in Asher because he sits up and settles himself between my thighs.

“I’ll take care of this mess, princess,” he says before he runs his tongue through me slowly.

Instead of licking me up like he normally would, he’s pushing it back in, tongue fucking the mixture of Liam and his own cum deeper and deeper into me.

“Ash,” I moan. “What are you doing?”

“With any luck, pushing this cum so deep in your cunt you’ll have no choice but to give us a baby.”

“I’m on birth control,” I laugh as my laughter turns to a moan.

“Doesn’t hurt to try,” he murmurs against my thigh before doubling his efforts.

“Shit, now that’s a sight I want forever burned in my mind,” Liam says as he licks his lips. “My man licking and pushing my cum back into my woman.”

“Don’t forget his own cum too,” Wesley adds.

“Even fucking better,” Liam agrees.

Ronan bends down, rubbing my stomach gently as Asher continues licking my pussy.

“That’s a beautiful mental image.”

“What is?” I ask.

“You round with our baby,” he says, those blue eyes drilling me into place.

“Our?” I question.

“All of ours, siren,” Vincent says.

My eyes come to his, the most possessive of the group, the one who hates sharing me. The one I constantly worry will realize I’m not worth sharing and disappear on me. To hear that even he is all in, one day, for anything the future holds makes my heart soar.

Asher slowly pulls away, pressing a gentle kiss to my pussy.

“There, that should do it,” he says with a nod.

I can’t help but laugh as I hold out my arms for him before gesturing to all of them. One by one, they all lay down on or beside me, all of their hands touching mine, our bodies cuddled close. I know that, without a doubt, I’ll never feel more complete than I do right now.