Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 62972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 315(@200wpm)___ 252(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 315(@200wpm)___ 252(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
“You don’t have to cook, either,” Rafe says. “We can have food delivered, or bring a chef in.”
“I’m enjoying it,” I say. “And you all seem to be enjoying the food.”
“For sure,” Bron says, and his brothers enthusiastically chime in with their agreement.
“I don’t want to just sit around and do nothing. I like feeling productive.”
“We’re happy as long as you’re happy,” Conal says. “Is anything else bothering you?”
I wasn’t planning to talk about my worries, but the impressive outlines of the men’s hardening cocks prompt me to share a concern that’s been nagging at me.
“I have been a little concerned about my ability to … umm … handle you. All of you. Especially since you’re so big.”
Conal sits down beside me, his hand sliding up my thigh reassuringly. “Don’t worry, Hazel. That part will be fine, and we’ll take things slow. And we’re going slow now, to get you used to everything.”
Bron sits on my other side. “Is the pace good for you? Do you want to move faster, or slower?”
“It’s good. I appreciate your patience.” From everything I knew about the men’s reputations before I met them, I’d have never expected them to take their time with me the way they have.
“Of course,” Conal says. “Maybe you think we don’t like going slow, but we’re having a great fucking time.”
Rafe and Bron murmur their agreement, and I’m relieved.
“One more request.” I’m feeling brave because they make me feel safe.
“What’s that?” Conal asks.
“I want to try … taking you in my mouth tonight. I don’t know if I’ll be able to manage much, but I want to try.”
As a group, their expressions turn tortured. My request turns them on, and I’m further emboldened. I lay a hand on both Conal’s and Bron’s legs and slide them upward, toward those mouth-watering bulges in their jeans.
They groan in perfect harmony.
HAZEL
As I caress them, those bulges grow bigger and harder. Both men assist me by opening their pants, and when their cocks are unleashed, I stroke both of them, feeling like a greedy goddess.
I grow braver still, and slide off the bed so I can approach them from a better angle. Reluctant to let go of either of them, I keep hold of Bron’s cock as I bring my mouth to Conal’s.
First, I lick him, because that’s something I know I can do. I lick the head of him, then the shaft, then around the rim of the head, and Conal gives me feedback about what he likes best by the sounds he makes.
Eventually, I wrap my lips around the tip, then take him in a little deeper, earning another groan. When I start to suck on him, he runs a hand through my hair, a silent “Good girl.”
If I wasn’t so enthusiastic, I might notice that my mouth feels tired from the stretch, but I keep going, and gradually take him deeper and go faster—until he moves me off of him and directs me toward his brother.
My hand is still resting on Bron’s cock, though I’m afraid I wasn’t able to focus on it while I was sucking on Conal. Now, I give Bron my full attention, and I’m rewarded with a rumbling groan so sexy I feel like I could nearly come again.
As soon as I get in a rhythm, Bron cups the back of my head in his hand, and pulls me toward him each time I bob my head. He isn’t forcing me, but I could imagine that he is. Even though my actions are all my own, it gives me the idea that he’s making me take him, and it’s a surprising turn-on.
“I’m not going to last much longer,” he tells me a minute later through gritted teeth. When I look up at him, he slides his hand around to cup my jaw, caressing. “When I warn you, pull away. Quickly.”
I’m filled with an excited anticipation that has me trying to take him deeper still. His cock seems to swell in my mouth. He groans, then says, “Now!” as his hand urges me away.
I draw back and watch, because despite witnessing this three times last night, I’m still in awe. Tonight, I’m in the line of fire, and some of his cum lands on my cheek, then my chest, and my arm.
I love knowing I’m the one who made that happen, that I made him feel so good, he couldn’t contain it. It’s fascinating to watch someone so big and strong lose control for a few seconds.
Rafe sets a stack of towels on the bed, and Bron grabs one, cleaning me off before himself.
Next to me, Conal’s still hard, and I don’t know why he had me stop. Maybe just to share? I slide my hand over his thigh, where he’s still in jeans. “Can I finish you?” When he gestures me closer, I add, “I’d like to try to swallow this time.”