Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 54028 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54028 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
Fuck, I was losing it.
Before I knew it, Noa had his back to me, and he was sinking down on my cock with a low cry. He called out for his Daddy, who joined us in a heartbeat and gave his boy a mouthful of cock.
I groaned at the tight feel of Noa and dragged my gaze to Dean, finding him waiting for me. He stood next to KC and wove his fingers through my hair.
“Suck me, beautiful.”
No need to tell me twice. I sucked him into my mouth and peered up at him, at his gorgeous, lust-filled eyes.
“Your Owner is a lucky man.” He brushed his thumb over the corner of my mouth. “Perfect whore. Keep going.”
I moaned and sucked him harder, and I shifted Noa over my cock, to which he rolled his hips and took me deeper.
I never wanted this night to end.
The groans were the sexiest lullaby. Noa’s whimpers muffled by his Daddy’s cock drove me crazy with lust, and the taste of Dean’s pre-come sent me into a tailspin of greed. I had to have everything—all of them. I moved Noa on my cock faster, forcing myself as deep as I could, until he took over. With a loud gasp, he started riding my cock as if his life depended on it, and the pleasure was so overwhelming that I had to break away from Dean to catch my breath.
“That’s it—you’re such a good slut boy, Noa,” I moaned.
“So are you.” That low rumble of a sex-laden voice came from KC, and I barely had time to react before he dipped down and kissed me forcefully, invading my mouth with his tongue.
Just when I thought I had no more composure to lose, he proved me wrong. My entire brain short-circuited.
“Let me please you both,” I rasped. “Please, Sirs.”
“Me too!” Noa complained breathlessly.
Fair enough, I supposed I could share.
He kept riding my cock, milking it, clenching down around me, as we pulled Dean and KC closer and sucked them off together. Both our mouths on KC’s cock, his fingers in our hair, KC and Dean making out sensually, and then we shifted to give Dean the same attention.
Fucking hell, I loved to suck cock. I loved to trace every ridge, slide my tongue along the smooth skin, taste the teasing bursts of salty come—and feel my orgasm approach at the same time.
Noa took me deep on a slow thrust, and we directed all our focus on making KC and Dean come. We stroked them, we kissed them, we sucked them, we kissed each other around their cocks.
Watch me be a good whore Daddy for you, Jackson.
I couldn’t get enough of kissing Noa either. We met at the tip of KC’s cock and swiped our tongues around him and shared the taste of Noa’s Daddy. At the same time, my greed demanded even more, and I wrapped my fingers around Noa’s cock under the surface. He jumped and cried out, then bucked into my touch and started moving on top of me again.
He was just as needy as I was.
Fuck yourself on me all you want, little boy.
“Stay right there,” KC grunted. He took over and rubbed himself quickly until he finally erupted. Hot splashes of come landed in my mouth, in Noa’s mouth, and on our jaws. And Noa beat me to it, the little cocksucker. He dove forward and closed his mouth around KC.
Evidently, he was just as greedy as I was too.
I turned to Dean instead, sucking him off in long, tight strokes that made him groan and fuck my mouth.
Use me, Sir.
I swallowed repeatedly and couldn’t stop from panting and moaning like the whore I was.
“You’ll get a nice reward now, pet,” he promised. “Swallow every drop.”
I nodded. “Yes, Sir.” My lungs burned. I couldn’t breathe. Sensory overload—Noa was moving too fast, lost in his own euphoria.
Then my mouth flooded with come.
“I’m coming, Daddy,” Noa whimpered. “His thing feels so good in my bottom.”
I was fucking gone. Acting on instinct, I tightened my hold on Noa’s cock and stroked him faster, but I wasn’t sure I was doing a good job for him. Between swallowing Dean’s hot release and feeling my orgasm crashing down on me, I was…yeah, gone. Soaring. Shivering. Panting uncontrollably.
I was in heaven.
Jesus.
I stumbled out of the hot tub on wobbly legs and grabbed one of the towels Macklin had left on a chair. Next, I discarded the condom. It wasn’t Macklin’s first orgy; he’d placed a small trash bin right next to the tub.
I needed a quick shower before I dove into the next scene. Maybe some snacks too.
Dean had moved on to play with Beau and Macklin, and Noa and KC were in a cuddle mood.
I was in the mood to find Jack. I’d seen him disappear earlier. He’d fucking fucked Macklin again, right there in the tub when I’d been busy with Noa, Dean and KC. Then Jack had left with Kingsley and Tate.