Quadruple Duty: All or Nothing

?Been close forever,” he sighed, actually sounding relieved.

“Good,” I smiled. “Enjoy me, baby.”

I bucked into him and rotated, making slow circles with my ass. Giving him the full treatment, making sure he was literally buried in me by the time he went off.

As it turned out, that moment wasn’t that far away. Kyle grabbed me and pulled me into him, lifting me so that we were both kneeling upright. He began kissing my neck, and I turned my head back to kiss him at the exact moment he came.

It happened silently with him, although I could see the blissful agony of his contorted face. Kyle’s cock thumped hard against my innermost places, spurting and streaming as he dumped his hot load in me. We kept kissing throughout, and I think that made it ten times hotter. It was an act of love, as well as sex. A final consummation of our very unique bond, sealed by our eager, churning lips.

He let go of me and withdrew. I basked in the warmth of him even after he was gone, running out of me, seeping down my legs…

Then Ryan threw me back on the bed, my dress bouncing everywhere.

“Ohhh!”

He spread me wide and entered me, all in one motion. Face to face. Chest to chest. Our lips met and our eyes stayed open, flaring wildly as he bottomed out in the simmering depths of my womanhood.

No words needed to pass between us. With Ryan and I, it was all in the eyes. He screwed me just as deeply with his piercing gaze as he did with his long, strong cock. I gasped as he held me down. My hands clamped helplessly around his bulging biceps and triceps… feeling the muscles tense and shift as he changed the angle and depth of his beautiful thrusts.

Our union was the culmination of a tumultuous courtship, followed by bonds forged in the fires of commonality. We had shared tears and triumphs together. Losses and frustrations. Every emotion, both good or bad, was built into this one last crescendo. I could feel his excitement, gathering in my belly. Swelling up, rolling outward…

Ryan’s brown eyes flared as he poured himself inside of me. It was so hot I almost couldn’t bare to look at him. I wanted to roll my eyes back, to just let go and enjoy the incredible, spontaneous orgasm that was crashing over me in heated waves.

Instead he held my face in his hands, forcing me look into his soul as we climaxed together. Making it a hundred times more powerful, a hundred times more meaningful…

“Oh my God…”

I kissed him, held him, hugged to my body. Then, after a while, he finally withdrew. My legs were still trembling, long after was gone. I was a sopping wet mess. My pussy a slick, glistening wreck, dribbling come everywhere.

“You win…” I murmured, looking up at the four of them. I was at a loss for words. “I… I—”

“We all win,” Kyle grinned cutting me off. The others nodded slowly.

“We won the very moment we saw you.”

Epilogue

SAMMARA

I shuddered a little against the wind, staring down from the battlements of the ancient castle. Dawn had broken, and the sun felt good on my face. Still, it hadn’t yet driven away the last of the night’s cold.

“Morning… wife.”

Kyle’s strong arms slid around me from behind. I relished the feel of them. The wonderful security of just being wrapped in them… and how they made me feel so instantly safe from the rest of the world.

“Husband,” I grinned, turning to kiss him. His lips felt the same as always. The stubble of his 24-hour beard, the way he smelled, tasted… it was all still exactly the same.

But also different.

“You ready to take on the world?”

I heard the others, shifting their way forward. Ryan, moving to stand at my right. Jason, at my left. And Dakota… looming like a giant behind us all. Yawning. Stretching as he squinted into the morning sun.

“I’m ready,” I said confidently. “The question is, are you?”

We stared together in silence, over the lush green fields and grounds of the centuries-old estate. It was beyond picturesque. It was postcard worthy, if anyone even sent postcards anymore.

“Two weeks here,” I sighed happily. “Two beautiful, wonderful weeks.”