Steel 7 (Multiple Love)

I’m the first on the bed, crawling up to cover Luna with my body, her frame so tiny in comparison. She reaches for me as though we’ve been doing this for years, and we kiss as if our life depends on it. Around us, the bed adjusts to the weight of other eager men, taking their places so they can show our girl just how much she means to us. I nuzzle my nose to hers. “You know we love you, right?”

Her pretty green eyes blink slowly, my words taking some time to settle.

“We love you,” Elijah says, taking her hand and bringing it to his lips. The kiss is sweet and tender, a reminder of the gentleness she needs right now.

“And we’ll love the baby too when it arrives,” Ben says, resting a hand on Luna’s shoulder.

Luna’s eyes well with tears, but she’s smiling, so they must be good ones. “You know what’s awesome?” she says, running her hands down my spine. “We don’t have to use condoms anymore.”

“I’m going to be the one to point out that we weren’t always great at doing that in the past,” I say. “Kind of what got us into this awesome predicament in the first place.”

Mo clears his throat. “I know I’m not the only one thinking that things are about to get really messy.”

“Messy is good,” Luna smiles. “Although, you boys could start cleaning up after yourselves. Just a thought.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Ben says, with a clipped salute.

“How many washcloths do you get in a penthouse suite bathroom?” Asher asks, sounding genuinely interested. How these guys are maintaining conversation when there is a naked girl in the room is beyond me.

“Can we worry about the clean-up operation after we’ve made the mess?” I huff, leaning down to tease Luna’s pretty pink nipple with my tongue. Her hands slide into my hair, tugging gently, and I cant my hips against her pussy, feeling the heat and driving myself crazy in the process. Luna’s hands nudge the top of my head in the cutest, most demanding way. I guess my girl wants to get her pussy licked, and I’m more than happy to indulge her.

The first swipe of my tongue over her clit has Luna flinching. It’s already a little swollen, just from the teasing. Glancing up at her, our eyes meet, and she smiles, licking her lips.

“I think Luna needs something to fill her mouth,” I say.

Asher is more than happy to oblige, shifting closer and cradling her head, so she doesn’t strain her neck. As his cock breaches her lips, I lick her again, the sight of her sucking my friend’s cock enough to tighten my balls. I swear that watching Luna fuck my friends is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

Mo and Elijah lean in to suck her nipples, and Connor takes her hand, wrapping her slender fingers around his straining dick. There might be seven of us, but we’re learning how to take our places around one girl.

I let my tongue dip inside her entrance, tasting her arousal. She’s wet enough to fuck but not needy enough yet. I want her begging and quivering, and then I’ll give her what she needs. I’ll fill her sweet pussy with my cum. I’ll mark my place in her life.

A few more licks and Luna groans, the vibrations making Asher swear. A few more licks, and she’ll make him come, which seems fitting. He was the first man to share Luna’s bed, after all. He was the pioneer and the man who set up this whole situation for the rest of us. I’ll never tell him, but I’ll forever be grateful that he didn’t listen to Connor and resist Luna’s advances.

She wriggles her hips, but I pin her down with my arm, licking faster and hard until she’s moaning and Asher’s pulling back, not wanting to come just yet. And my nuts are fit to burst.

That’s it. I can’t take anymore. I just have to be inside her. In one fluid movement, I’m over her, spreading her legs and thrusting deep. Luna’s legs come up to grip me and around my hips as Connor strokes her face, giving her a minute to catch her breath before she sucks him too. Her body undulates with mine in a way that feels completely synchronized, and I close my eyes, focusing on a pinpoint of light in the darkness behind my eyes, chasing the feeling of release that I know is coming soon. Each roll of my hips grazes her clit, and her pussy grips mine even tighter, making it my turn to groan.

Pulling back from Connor, she stares at me with glazed eyes. “Don’t stop,” she says. “Don’t you fucking stop.” And I don’t. I keep rolling my hips. I keep the even pace, watching her clutch the sheets as her beautiful breasts bounce with my movements. She’s wrecked and desperate, eyes scrunched so tightly it looks painful, and then, like a flash of lightning has passed between our bodies, she comes.