I finish wiping down the board I was making sandwiches on for lunch and look back around to William, Tyler, and Richard in the kitchen with me. “What are these giant glasses up here?” I say, pointing up to the top of the cabinet. I wiggle my ass because I can’t reach it, and because it takes all of two seconds for two pairs of hands to grab my ass.

“Sometimes a pint doesn’t cut it; Lucien grabbed those for some of the longer nights before we had a princess to keep ups warm at night,” Tyler says, closing his lips on my neck while he reaches for the stein. His firm chest pressed against my back makes me sigh and lean back against him.

That’s when William grabs my tits and I mewl at his touch.

“I think we could all use a drink,” I say, sucking in my lower lip and letting my head fall back.

Tyler’s fingers stroke up the column of my throat. Maybe he knows what I have in mind for a drink? They’re welcome to beer, but I’ve got other things in mind that I’d like to swallow.

Tyler’s other hand is at the steins and then he pulls a bunch down, setting them on the table.

“I think we all need to have a drink before we head into town,” William says. He reaches up into the cabinets and grabs several more beer steins. “It will be nice for us all to be in the same place for a moment without having to deal with the full force of St. Carlta aimed at our throats.”

“Yeah...” I say, and you know my wheels are already turning. I think we should all get into the same room. I think we can fill up these steins, too. I’m eyeballing them and knowing how much my men come, I think all seven of the Freedom Fighters could fill that big ass beer stein and make it flow over.

But, sure, let them think we’ll just be drinking beer. I mean, I made lunch, I deserve my own reward here...and I know exactly what I want.

They get in touch with the others and I make myself a glass of water. “Beer’s not my thing,” I say to Tyler, who just watches me while I take a gulp from my glass.

William pops open a keg on the kitchen table, and I can’t help but laugh. These men don’t do anything halfway. Well, by now they better know that I’m the same way.

They all file in and I walk over to each of them sweetly, handing them a stein until everyone has a stein of beer. I raise my water glass, they raise their steins, and I look around at their faces. All of them look at me. Lucien has an intense gaze. William’s got a sweet look over his face. Richard looks like he’s going to pour the beer all over me and lick it up. Tyler looks like he’s reading my mind. Malcolm looks like he really needs a beer, but like he wants me more. Nicholas is actually licking his lips at me. Derek, next to me, wraps an arm around my waist.

How did I ever get so lucky, to have seven amazing men that are all unique, special, and perfect in their own ways? I’m literally weak-kneed at this point, leaning my head against Derek.

“To us,” I say, grinning so widely my face almost hurts. We clink all our glasses together and I take a dainty little sip while they all swig.

“Get your cocks out for me, please,” I say. There’s no time to waste. Revolution is at hand and I’m horny, a little freaked out, and a whole lot anxious. There’s only one thing to do — well, seven. But for them, the only thing is me.

Those beers are on the table in record time. I mean, hey, they all had their drink. Now, I need mine.

“Stroke your cocks. I want you all to come for me,” I say, trailing my fingers down my cleavage and down to my clit, sinking my hand in my jeans. “I think we need to take care of something before we head into town.”

I watch several eyebrows raise, and hear the satisfied sounds as they all stroke their massive cocks.

Damn, even if the rest of the world is falling apart right now, this is just too perfect. Not just because it is filthy, but because I’m so worshiped right now. Seven men who want to protect me, take care of me, would do anything for me. That desire me as much as I desire them. This is what absolute nirvana feels like, so it is no surprise to me when my clit twitches and I feel my muscles start to contract. “Mmm, fuck, I’m going to come for you. Don’t you wanna come for me?” I inhale sharply, my orgasm pulling me under. A fire lights in my brain and I feel hands touch me as my men all close in around me, their cocks brushing me as they stroke them. I’m surrounded by enormous cocks, and when I open my eyes, I have to resist wrapping my lips around them now.

My orgasm starts to fade into the edges of my mind and my body and instead my heightened awareness focuses on the cocks around me, all so close to bursting. I’m licking my lips just thinking about it, aren’t you?

I start to make my way toward the table, winding through the cocks and, yeah, I rub my body against them and run my fingers over more than a few shafts as I walk by. I still don’t think they know my wicked little plan. But they will soon, and it’s going to be delicious.

“I’m going to—Fuck, I’m close,” I hear Tyler say, and that wicked side of me jumps into action. Without hesitation, I jump to my feet and dart toward the table. I grab one of the massive liter beer steins we were joking about earlier and didn’t put back in the cabinet and run back toward Tyler, kneeling by his side.

“Come for me,” I whisper into his ear, once more grabbing his cock and stroking him. The stein is in my other hand, and I place it right under Tyler’s cock, tilting it toward him.

I look to my other men. “I want you all to come in here; I think it might be able to actually hold all of you. I wanna drink it all up,” I say, practically moaning at just the thought. A frenzied lust courses through me and it won’t be satisfied until I get this stein filled to the brim and running over.

I go to stroke Richard’s cock now.

It happens fast; Richard gives one final and violent thrust, grunting, and Tyler’s cock throbs against my fingers. A fraction of a second after that he starts gushing his seed into the stein, and my mouth hangs open as I realize just how much Tyler is coming. There’s already a pretty sizable deposit in the stein, and I’ve got five more men that need to come for me in here, too. I’m so wet just thinking about it being filled to the brim and

I turn my attention toward William, holding the stein right in front of his cock. And I do it just in time, because he starts coming in no time. I curl my fingers around his cock as the first strand of cum flies out from it, and I angle it down so that it all goes inside the stein.

My heart races faster as I see the stein filling up more and more with the combined cum of all my men. They all come forward and shoot into it, a beautiful display of so much cum shooting right into the stein and all it takes is a few seconds for it to be brimming. Drops of it drip down the clear surface of the stein and onto my hands, and the last strands of cum several of them shoot hit me across my forearm.

“Now this is incredible,” I whisper, holding the stein in front of me as I go up to my feet. Richard just looks at me, breathing hard and not knowing what to say.

I smile at all of them, twirling the stein in front of me and watching their cum blend until I can no longer tell to whom it belongs and there’s just seven deposits of lust and trust ready for me to swallow up. I feel closer to them just thinking about drinking so much of their cum that I don’t need dinner, that I’ve got enough protein in me to get me through the night...and more than that, it is just a really deliciously filthy way for me to express how much I care for each of them and trust them all.

No one says anything, but the expression on their faces tell their own story; in their eyes there’s surprise and excitement and passion. And all that just intensifies as, still looking to all their faces, I raise the stein to my lips and let a mouthful of cum drip into my mouth.

Their saltiness coats my tongue with all its raw flavor, and I just do what instinct tells me to: I swallow. Their juices go down my throat easily, and that makes me lose all control. Throwing all caution to the window, I open my mouth as wide as I can and tilt the stein down.

Their cum slides from the stein into my mouth in a fountain, cascading over my tongue like a never ending river. I feel drops of it splattering my face, and a few strands drip down my chin as their juices fill me up to the brim. It is good that I didn’t drink any beer and that I only took a dainty sip of my water because this is so much cum. I drink as much as I can and I’m feeling so full of them that I dip my fingers in and scoop up a swirl of cum and lick it all up from fingers.

I love tasting all of them but I know I can’t drink all of that! I run my my fingers through the glass and lick it up what I can. “I want to taste all of my men,” I tell them with a wicked grin.

“You have,” Lucien says with a laugh.

“That was...” William starts. “That was so sexy, Snow.” He cups my face and kisses me.

Breaking our kiss, I smile up at him and look to all my men. “I just think we needed a team-building exercise. Plus, now we don’t need to worry about all that cum distracting you when we head into town,” I say with a wink.

“Aren’t you sweet?” Nicholas says, stroking my cheek.

“You are all pretty salty, but, yeah, I’m more sweet,” I say, laughing.

Feeling closer than ever to my Seven Freedom Fighters, it strikes my heart stronger than ever that I cannot bear the idea of losing any of them. I look around at their faces of adoration, and I know that I feel the same. We’re stronger together. We make each other better. Being with them, being theirs to protect and being more than that when and I where I can...I have a purpose and meaning in my life that I’ve never had before. They united for a cause and I united with them. First it was for my safety, but now it goes beyond my wellbeing. I need them like I need air and water, they are everything to me. More than ever, I need the fate of St. Carlta, and our eight collective fates, to be in good hands. And ours the best hands we can trust.