Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 138844 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 694(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 463(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138844 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 694(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 463(@300wpm)
Take Uncle Lucian’s cock, baby boy.
The lack of screaming was deafening at first. But with one sexual sound after another, I registered fucking and sucking all around. Begging, moaning, breathing heavily…
Santiago and I tensed up temporarily as Dean began pushing Santiago down on us. Holy fuck, it was so tight and hot.
Santiago groaned around Walker’s cock, and I sought out Ty just to see where we were in his plan. He was standing now, and he had Colt and Greer with him. Maybe they were biding their time. Either way, I’d gotten Walker into position, so they were free to get started.
“That’s it…keep sucking me.” Walker’s voice was pure filth, and it forced a shiver through me.
Inch by inch, Dean and I disappeared deeper into Santiago’s tight ass, and it took all my strength not to ram into him.
I clenched my jaw.
“Hey, now.” Walker gripped Santiago’s chin. “A proper slut can take care of three cocks at once. Get back to suckin’.”
Yeah, Santiago could do that. I fucking couldn’t.
My head fell back against the top of the couch, and all I could concentrate on was my cock pressing against Dean’s as we buried ourselves deep inside Santiago’s ass.
His evident pain turned me on so fucking much. I heard it in every harsh exhale, I felt it in how he couldn’t relax, and I saw it in how he gnashed his teeth. And yet, he went in for more. He sucked Walker’s cock, he took ours in his ass, and he tried to move. He tried to ride us.
Eventually, Dean let him.
“Fuck…” Santiago groaned.
I rubbed his hands and chest, down his sexy stomach. He was fit as hell and had soft fuzz all over his lower abdomen. His cock was getting hard again too, and I gripped it loosely enough to frustrate the fuck out of him.
Catching movement in the background, I zeroed in on Ty coming closer, with Greer and Colt ready to spot him. An unsuspecting Walker was too focused on fucking Santiago’s throat to realize he’d just become Ty’s prey.
Ty came up behind him and kissed his neck, and Walker stiffened for a hot second before he relaxed and kissed his man over his shoulder.
“Hey, baby,” Walker murmured. “I didn’t take you for one to change your mind about an orgy.”
“Oh, I’m not.” Ty kissed him hard, his hands sliding up Walker’s front. “I thought I’d honor our deal.”
“Hmm?” Walker didn’t see it coming one bit. It was so goddamn sexy to watch unfold.
Ty smirked faintly. “Don’t you remember, darlin’? If you can take it, it’s yours.” The last word had barely left his mouth before he shoved Walker onto the couch, so he was facing the wall, and his hands slapped against the back cushions. Ty was quick to close the distance between them, and by the time Walker started cursing up a storm, Ty had his cock wedged between Walker’s ass cheeks, and Colt and Greer were there to hold Walker in position.
I gripped Santiago’s hips and pushed him down as hard as I could, and he let out a loud moan.
Dean decided to tear the blindfold off him, and Santiago blinked and sucked in a breath.
“You gotta be fuckin’ kiddin’ me,” Walker growled.
“I don’t kid about finally takin’ your sweet ass.” Ty grunted and peered down between them, and he began pushing in slowly.
Walker clenched his jaw and hung his head, and he white-knuckled the leather material of the top cushion. “I’ll get you for this, Ty.”
At the sound of Macklin’s whispered curse, I looked the other way to find him with Gael in his lap. Lane was on his knees behind Macklin. They were deliciously naked but not doing anything—except staring at us. At Walker and Ty. At Dean, Santiago, and me.
I reached up and captured Santiago’s mouth in a hungry kiss, and I got lost in the moment. In all the sounds.
Reese fucking Shay like a savage after his ass had been turned into a bloody fuck cushion, Noa whimpering and crying pathetically on Lucian’s lap, with Cam acting as an emotional support animal, Kingsley railing Tate on one of the mattresses… Kit was begging for more, and Archie was the meat in a Corey-Sloan sandwich.
When sex was everywhere, I could find my high in the smallest close-ups that my senses registered, whether it was the sound of the lube between Dean and me right before we pushed into Santiago, or the way Colt’s fingers dug into Walker’s side. But the latter didn’t last long. Walker was surrendering to Ty, and when the two met in a messy kiss over Walker’s shoulder, Colt and Greer eased back to rejoin their partners.
“You goddamn Sadist—please get me off,” Santiago rasped.
I didn’t know if he was talking to me or Dean, but considering he was fruitlessly trying to fuck my fist, I could guess.