“I know.” James climbed onto the mattress on her other side and kissed her, a little more thoroughly than his wife had in their living room a few minutes ago. “I miss them too. That’s what I should have said.”
“This is a lot. For everyone. I hate that we’re apart, especially right now when we need each other most.” Neil set Devon down, then laced his fingers with hers and led her to the bed. Together they climbed on from the foot of the massive square and knelt near Dave, Kayla, and James’s feet.
In that moment, Kayla realized this wasn’t only for her. Bonding, sharing like they were about to do, was for them too. The crew felt most grounded when they were one unit, when they enjoyed each other and the links between them. For a little while at least, she found her purpose.
This was something she could do to make things better, not only for herself.
Kayla rolled to her back and began to shove her shirt up and over her head. She would give all of herself gladly if it meant any of them suffered less. And twice as eagerly because she knew that whatever she put out there would be returned to her four times over.
It wasn’t often she craved being the center of attention, preferring to watch one of the others be spoiled, but right then she needed the intensity of their combined advances to pull her away from the hole in her heart.
And they seemed more than willing to fill the void inside her.
Dave’s eyes turned steely and she squirmed as he went into what she thought of as his sexy beast mode. He was usually pretty laidback, but every once in a while—like now—he took charge, and never had he disappointed her when he did.
Kayla surrendered to him, their friends, and everything they were about to do to her. She allowed her mind to disengage and resorted to reacting purely on emotion. Something she would never have thought herself capable of trusting enough to do when she’d been younger.
Growing up, she hadn’t had the kind of upbringing that taught her about unconditional closeness. Her parents had always been busy with important careers, and her brothers and sisters had followed suit. Lawyers, doctors, you know…definitely not a freaky tattooed-and-pierced owner of a naturist resort.
But now, with these people who’d chosen her, she finally believed they cared for her enough to let go and believe they would catch her.
Kayla wasn’t sure when they’d ditched their clothes, but she moaned softly at the feel of Neil’s smooth skin pressing to hers all along her back. His hand caressed her hip before slipping around to the side of her ass. He nuzzled the crook of her neck as he ground against her, letting her feel how ready he was to find his way inside.
“Is that what you want?” Dave asked. “You want us both to fuck you at the same time? To be full of us, working together to make you come?”
It had been a while since she’d been at the center. Which only made it that more appealing. “Yeah. That. Do that.”
She glanced over her shoulder at Neil, who smiled wide before pressing his lips to hers. He wasn’t the most gentle or the most suave, but she never doubted how he felt about her—eager and enthusiastic.
James approached with a bottle in his hand and said, “Here, let me help.”
He was a pro, loving anal as much as any of the rest of the crew. He would make sure it was only pleasurable when his husband slipped into her. Thankfully Neil wasn’t as much to handle as her husband because she was sure Dave would be stretching her pussy as soon as she settled onto Neil.
Goose bumps broke out on her arms and her nipples tightened in anticipation. Maybe she wasn’t as damaged as she’d thought. Or maybe they were just that good at putting her back together.
Devon chuckled. “They are pretty amazing, my guys, aren’t they?”
She caressed Kayla’s neck, then brushed her hair away from her eyes so that they could share a secret smile along with the men they had both loved for so long now. Hell, and each other.
Kayla turned her face so she could kiss Devon’s palm. “Thanks for lending them to me.”
“You know I love watching them like this, doing their thing.” Devon sighed and ran her hand over her flat stomach, honed by years of labor on the crew.
Kayla was distracted from Devon’s feminine six-pack when Neil groaned. The slick sounds of flesh on flesh made her look over in time to see James slathering Neil’s hard-on with lube. And then it was her turn. James brushed his thumb over her ass, acclimatizing her to his touch before he got more intimate, running his glossy fingers through her crack, then rubbing the puckered muscles at the center.
He guided the tip of his finger inside her, making sure to ease the way for his husband, who would no doubt follow close behind. She couldn’t wait.
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Dave rubbed against Kayla. Their chests aligned as he watched his friends preparing her to be joined with them. His breathing picked up, and so did the weight of his cock against her stomach.
Kayla reached for him, surrounding him as best she could with her hand and stroking him the rest of the way to full erection. He cursed softly, then dipped his chin to kiss her. And as he stole her concentration with the gentle lap of his tongue over her parted lips and a sweet yet steamy kiss only he knew how to give her, the blunt head of Neil’s cock replaced James’s fingers.
He nudged her, grasping her hip to keep her in place as he began to work inside her ass.
Kayla might have frozen as the pressure grew, simultaneously making her want to push back against Neil and scurry away,
