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He talks like their leader because he is. He talks like my Dom because he is. But there’s concern there too.

Kneeling on the couch, I take his hand and press it to my panties so he can feel how aroused I am. “I promise I’ll use my safe word if I need to, but I want this.”

“Then our girl gets what she wants.” With one finger he tugs my panties to the side and curls two fingers into my pussy. He makes a come here motion that makes me whimper. Looks over my shoulder. “Kodiak, help her with her top.”

Gripping the hem of my top and tugging it up over my head before he draws my hair away from my nape, Kodiak starts kissing my shoulder. His hands come around the front of me and cup my breasts while Riot slowly and intentionally fills me with his fingers.

From the corner of my eye, I see Bronx shove his jeans down his toned thighs. He’s all muscle, tattoos and a seriously hard fucking cock. It throbs as though it’s straining to get to me. Wrapping his hand around it, he starts stroking himself.

Golden moves into my line of sight as well. He has lost his hoodie and T-shirt. The outline of his monster cock isn’t hidden at all by the thin material of his sweats. There’s a darker area on the front where he’s already leaking pre-cum. “I’m going for supplies.”

“Lube. Lots of lube.” Riot curls his hand around my throat. He captures my mouth in a hard, drugging kiss while his fingers move even deeper inside me.

“Look at me, Scary Girl.” I break away from Riot’s kiss to do so, and as I do, Kodiak steals the rest of my breath in a searing kiss.

When he breaks it off I’m faced with Bronx standing directly in front of me, the head of his dick mere inches from my mouth.

“Suck me, Kells,” he demands.

I lean forward as Kodiak unsnaps my bra. My mouth falls open and I stick out my tongue to catch the string of pre-cum hanging from Bronx’s cock.

Stepping in closer, Bronx pushes his cock into my mouth. I wrap my lips around him and flatten my tongue to the underside while I focus my sucking on the head of him.

He groans and his fingers spike into my hair, tugging me forward.

“Take him all the way,” Riot encourages me.

My clit pounds. I fall forward on Bronx’s cock, taking him to the back of my throat. He fists the back of my head and uses his grasp on my hair to guide me up and down his cock thoroughly fucking my mouth. “That’s it. Gag on it, Kells.”

“Fuck.” His voice gets breathy and strained when I do. “Yeah, just like that.”

Riot slips his hand from between my thighs. He licks my juices off his fingers. “Mmmmmm. You taste so good. I want my tongue on your cunt while Bronx fucks your face.”

I moan around Bronx’s cock.

“Fuck.” He pulls me off him.

Kodiak gets to his feet and draws me up from the couch. He helps me out of my skirt and panties, drinking in every inch of me while Riot sheds his clothes and lies down on the couch. The newest member of the band supports me as I step onto the couch and kneel over the lead singer’s face.

Riot’s hands curve around my shins. He flattens his tongue to my pussy and licks.

“Oh fuck.” I rock on his face.

Bronx moves to the head of the couch. He once again gathers my hair in his fist and slams his cock deep into my throat. “That’s it, Kels. Slobber on it. Make it as wet as you are.”

Using one of his hands to spread my pussy lips apart, Riot fucks me deeper with his tongue.

Kodiak has stripped bare and he comes in closer now. I reach out and wrap my hand around his cock to stroke him.

“Fuck me, that’s a sight.” Golden is back and he’s lost his sweatpants. He puts the bottle of lube down and stands next to Bronx.

I attempt to reach for him with my other hand. Riot spreads his hands up my ribs to keep me balanced while I grind into his mouth.

It’s a lot—four men at the same time—but the way they want me... their groans... I’m absolutely feral for them. An orgasm rockets through me.

Kodiak wraps an arm around my waist and lifts me off Riot’s face. My back to his chest, he sits us down on the couch once Riot vacates the spot. “Ready for me, Scary Girl?”

“Uh-huh.”