Of course, the end was always the same. I had a life waiting for me outside the walls of this cabin, a mother, a best friend, a job I loved, even if I loathed my boss.
“Babe, are you okay?” Stevie asked and I realized I’d been lost in a reverie. I flashed him a quick smile and nodded quickly.
“Of course,” I replied but I knew then what I had to do. “Will you help me clear off the table?”
All the men rose to do their part, turning to put the dishes in the sink but I fell back as they chattered amongst themselves. No one seemed to notice that I had hung back, until Jim turned and choked on his words in mid-sentence.
I had lost my robe and sat on the newly cleared table on all fours, a coy smile on my face.
That’s right. I wanted to taste all of them. Seven guys, all for me. Seven big cocks, all at once.
“Come here,” I murmured when they seemed frozen in shock. “I’m not going to bite you unless you bite me first.”
In a rush of skin, my harem of seven moved toward me, their eyes lit with fire, their hands on me, their fingers in my mouths, their lips on my skin.
Yet I knew inherently that it was Bash who sucked on my left nipple while Stevie licked my right, even as Dan’s mouth crashed to mine, blocking me from doing anything but feeling. His strong lips, the satisfying touch oh his tongue against mine.
Hot kisses, lapping tongues and fingers reached every part of me. If there had been any part of me unexplored, there was no way in hell I could say the same now.
I couldn’t say whose idea it was to get the blindfold but from that moment on, it was all guess work as hot honey was poured on my crotch and two or three tongues explored me at once.
I was filled from all angles, my moans becoming hoarse as the hours ticked by but there was no shortage of orgasms from any of us, our sweat and fluids mixing together in hot, endless streams.
My skin was on fire, my clit raw but I couldn’t get enough of my seven. I wanted them all at once, all together. I wanted them always.
But I knew it was impossible and all I could do for the time was let them possess me so that when we were finally parted, they might remember me because I was sure to remember them, always and forever.
17
Graham
I couldn’t move but that didn’t stop me from watching the sexy display that was Sasha being serviced by Harry, her body writhing weakly as if she’d been drained of every last ounce of energy she had. I couldn’t believe they were still going at it but Harry was hanging on by a thread.
Fuck, she’s perfect. Flawless, smooth, and curvy in all the right places.
As I got lost in my own thoughts, I moved my head up suddenly, my ears picking up on something in the distance.
“Hey!” I cried out and seven sets of eyes stared hazily at me, each in different stages of exhaustion.
“Do you hear—”
I didn’t get a chance to finish my question when a loud pounding on the door caused us all to jump up.
“Who the hell is that?” I choked, scrambling with the others to find our clothes. It was impossible to distinguish one person’s pants from another but the knocking on the door continued.
“HELLO? IS ANYONE IN THERE?” Someone yelled.
“Oh fuck!” Sasha gasped, leaping to her feet in utter shock. I could read the terror in her face.
“Who is it?” Dan demanded. None of us was tired anymore.
“It’s my team,” she breathed and somehow we all managed to get some semblance of clothing on before I marched to the front door and peered out into the snow. To my shock, the storm had stopped.
I stared at the man and woman standing before me.
“Hi,” the man said. “I’m sorry to bother you but we’re looking for a member of our research team who’s gone missing. Is there any chance—”
“I’m here, Hunter,” Sasha said, appearing at my side. I watched at the pair’s eyes flashed in disbelief.
“You’ve been here all along?” Hunter howled. “Are you joking me?”
He turned to the woman.
“You were right,” he muttered. “She was just sticking it to us.”
I felt an instant dislike toward him.
“I wasn’t sticking it to you,” Sasha barked. “I got hurt and the power was down. I’ve been here for days, waiting out the storm.”
Hunter’s eyes narrowed.
“The storm’s been over for hours. What have you been doing?”
“Why don’t you come inside,” Dan suggested. Funny, I was going to slam the door in their faces.
Suddenly, every dark thought I’d had before came flooding back.
“Yeah,” Sasha mumbled, stepping back. “Come in while I grab my things.”