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Marcus ceases his long, measured thrusts, sinking to the ends of me and nudging me with such small movements that they completely contrast with the wild slap of Will's hips against my ass. Fuck, he plunders me, and I know he's seeking his own end as I pulse around them.
The attention to my clit is almost too much.
Ethan and Theo lean in further, changing the angle of thighs and further contorting me around the pressure of the longest orgasm I've ever had. Their mouths latch onto my nipples almost simultaneously.
Electricity strikes me. I can't control a single muscle in my body as I spasm, toes curled, head flung back, and my mouth open in a silent scream. It's so much, yet not enough as I hang there, dangling at the precipice, waiting for my world to end.
I'm dying the smallest of deaths, unable to catch my breath even as Will's forehead drops to my shoulder, hips rooting between my cheeks as he pulses and fills me with his seed.
It takes long minutes for each of them to release me, letting my knees down and laying me gently on Marcus's bed.
Will slumps against the mattress, out of breath but begging me for a kiss.
The other three men have their hard cocks in their hands, and I whimper in delight. My night is far from over.
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MARCUS
My hands stroke Ella's soft skin—she's soft everywhere, and I can't seem to stop touching her. Although I've already come across her stomach and tits and in her mouth, I want more. I want to fill her sweet cunt with my seed in the most primal instinct to claim her completely.
She's blown my mind, and as much as she's taken from us, she hasn't denied any of us what we've asked of her. Not once.
Watching as Will pumps into her, I grow hard again, aching to be inside her, too. He follows my lead as I lift her shoulders and slide behind her. Ella's so malleable in my grip, moaning softly as I easily sink my dick into her ass. Her breath hitches to show her pleasure. We've made her come so many times that they've all seemed to bleed into each other. She quakes and sobs and whimpers, and she's so, so wet for us.
I'm not the only one impatient to take her again. Her body jerks from Will's hips, and Theo hovers over her beside us, gathering her long, dark tendrils of hair to coax her mouth over his shaft. She opens to him willingly, eagerly, even as her energy is waning. The sight of him gently fucking her face has me matching Ethan's rhythm—forceful and punishing.
Her muscles merely tighten in response, making us both moan.
My hand cups her breast, bouncing even as I grip her tightly. She spills out of my hand as I squeeze, pinching and tugging at her nipples with my finger and thumb. Her sweet sounds of pleasure vibrate through the rest of us.
Her knees are locked in Will's palms, and he spreads her wider, and the furrow of his brow shows that he's about to lose it. Fuck, I can feel the scrape of his head inside her pussy, and I still, giving them both the extra pressure from my shaft as he beats against her G-spot.
Her moans bleat around the relentless way Theo takes her mouth. I roll her nipple, brushing my thumb over the tip until she's completely shaking.
"That's right, sweet girl, come for us again," I say as my other hand finds her other breast to give it the same punishing treatment. And she obeys, pulsing and dripping her sweet cum down the insides of my thighs.
Fuck, this woman is magical.
Will grunts and pulls out of her, spraying his load across her mound and inner thighs. His breath is heavy from exertion and pleasure, eyes wild but lids drooping from satiating himself with Ella's body. Slowly, he drops back, stroking her calves and feet as Will produces a new warm, wet washcloth to wipe her clean. Some unspoken rule between us has kept us from emptying ourselves in her pussy, filling her ass and mouth instead, or covering her with our seed and doing our best to keep her clean.
I can't imagine what kind of mess we'd have made of her otherwise.
Almost on cue, Theo's grunts are accompanied by the sweet gargling sound of her swallowing him down fully, constricting her throat the same way she had around his cock. It's a matter of seconds before she sucks another sweet orgasm out of him.
His groan signals his end, and he holds her against him for a precious few seconds as she lets him unload down her throat.
Gasping for breath, Ella's lax in my arms, leaning against my chest as I lazily fuck her ass. "How are you doing?"
Her soft laugh draws my balls up tight. "Mmm. Wonderful. I could do this all night."
That has me grinning against her ear. "Careful what you wish for, sweetheart, because that can be arranged."
I reach down to cup her mound, swirling a finger through her slick folds until she whines and her hips move of their own accord. She helps me fuck her ass for a few moments before I slip out of her and toss her on her back. I'm back between her thighs in an instant, opening her swollen sex with the head of my cock.
The soft noises she makes as I roll my hips softens a place deep inside me. I brush her hair from her damp forehead. Caging her in my arms, I feel the guys back off, like they can tell I want this small, private moment with Ella.
I can't explain the kind of tug happening under my ribcage with her like this. I haven't felt anything akin to it in a long time. Taking one of her hands in mine, I link our fingers together and hold her hand above her head. Dreamy eyes peer up at me, sharper than they were moments ago. Part of the look is defiant and independent, but the other part is soft and vulnerable.