The Girl Who Cries Colors

My eyes fill with tears as I turn to them. “You…you did all this for me?”

They all nod. “We had some help,” Sylred explains. “But we heard what you said, about why you loved Valentine’s Day so much. We wanted you to know that even if we don’t always say it, we do love and cherish you, every single day.”

“I love you too,” I whisper, my voice choked up. I wrap my hands around each of them in turn and kiss them on their lips. “Thank you,” I say. “This was so nice and romantic and just…perfect,” I smile at them. “You’re the best mates in any realm, ever.”

“You deserve it all, my beloved,” Okot says.

“She does deserve it all,” Evert says, wagging his brows to make me know he means something of the sexual variety. Now I’m even hornier than before.

“You guys are gonna get sexually rewarded for this romantic gesture,” I tell them honestly.

Without wasting any time, I turn on my heel and hurry down rose petal lane, all the way to the bedroom. As soon as I get inside, I’m already trying to undo my bodice ties to my dress. I sigh in frustration when the ties get tangled.

“Hurry! Someone help me get naked so you can teach me lots of lessons and give me orgasms,” I tell them.

Evert smirks as he steps forward to undo the dress for me, but when it takes too long, he says, “Fuck it,” and swipes his claws down the back. My dress falls in a heap on the floor...along with the coin that was stuck in my cleavage.

I frown. “You ruined my new dress.”

He shrugs apologetically as his blue eyes rake over my exposed breasts. “We’ll buy you a new one. I wanted you naked, and I wasn’t going to wait.”

“Okay,” I nod immediately, because I’m really liking his logic.

Then, Evert kneels in front of me, and I get all excited, thinking he’s about to press my beaverbutton with his tongue, but the fucker blows a huge breath of Lust right at my clit instead.

I come on the spot.

Ronak catches me when my knees give out. Evert stands back up with a smirk.

“Y-You fucker,” I pant.

He shrugs. “That’s what you get for teasing us in the carriage.”

I’m not gonna lie, it’s a fantastic punishment. Not that I’ll admit it.

But now I really need some dick. Like, pronto. My vagina is practically snapping her lips in impatience.

Ronak gives the guys some weird alpha looks to communicate, and the next thing I know, I’m on the bed, and they’re stripping.

“Gods, we haven’t been able to do this all together for months,” I say, my eyes raking over their bodies. Sylred is the slenderest, but he’s still larger than me and has a nicely toned and tanned body. In contrast, Evert and Okot are pale, but they also have drool worthy bodies. Okot just happens to be huge. Ronak, of course, has muscles on muscles on muscles. But all four of them have those delicious V’s pointing down to the promised lands. It’s become my favorite letter.

When their shirts and pants are discarded, I hungrily eye their cocks. I also drool a little. I don’t think they notice.

“Looks like she’s ready to suck a cock,” Evert smirks.

Dammit. They noticed.

“Whose turn is it?” I ask, probably a bit too eagerly, because the guys chuckle.

Ronak considers my question for a moment, and then nods at Okot. “It’s his turn for your mouth.”

I grimace a bit. Not because I don’t like sucking him, but because he’s so freaking huge tha

t I nearly unhinged my jaw last time. Okot notices my apprehension. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, my beloved.”

Well, now I really want to. But first…

“Oh! Hold that thought. You guys are all here and hard, and I keep meaning to do this.”