Hands.

So many hands. Everywhere. And yet nowhere near where I needed them to be.

Fingers dug into my hips and caressed my sides, slid up the smooth skin on my thighs but stopped short of reaching my panties, stroking my cheeks and my jaw.

Another pair of lips pressed to my neck and I heard Jaeger’s low growls in my ear as he licked along the pulse thrumming on the underside of my jaw. His teeth dragged over my skin and he nipped me lightly, not enough to hurt or draw blood.

Maddox’s mouth traveled down to the other side of my neck and Cooper sat up on his knees to bring himself eye level with me, his hands continuing their exploration of my thighs. His kiss was different again. As his tongue slid into my mouth, I was aware of the different taste, the different scent.

His mouth was velvety soft and he kissed with teasing eagerness. Opening my mouth with his tongue, mischievously touching it to the tip of mine and then darting away.

Sucking on my lower lip, gently pulling on it and biting down on it before slowly releasing it. He was playing with me, knowing exactly how to tease and add kindling to the fire that was slowly turning into an inferno inside me.

Needing something to anchor me from all these sensations, I brazenly sought out the thighs of both of the men beside me and dug my fingernails into their rock-hard muscles. Gleefully realizing what else my hands now had access to, I shut down the last lingering part of my brain telling me that this was so wrong and let my hands venture up until I was cupping a cock that felt like steel in each palm.

Who was I right now?

Someone who isn’t afraid to take what she wanted, for once.

Twin hisses at that first contact turned into another groan from Jaeger and muttered curses from Maddox.

“Fuck. I love you in this dress, but we need to get you out of it.”

Maddox lowered his head and gently bit into the exposed top of my breast. I agreed with him, the dress needed to be off. My nipples ached for attention and my panties were soaked all the way through. The slickness between my legs did nothing to relieve the need building there.

“Please,” I moaned. “Get me out of it.”

All motion ceased and I cried out in frustration. My eyes opened to find Beckham had moved closer to us, standing over us, rubbing his cock over his pants, but staying away from me like he was afraid of hurting me.

“You sure about this?” Jaeger asked.

My eyes were locked on Beckham, wondering why he was keeping his distance and hoping he wouldn’t keep doing it.

“I’m sure.”

Maddox’s electric eyes glimmered with a wicked heat that made me shudder. “You hear that, Jaeg. She’s sure. Can I please get her naked already?”

He touched his hand to my shoulder again, the dress disappearing from my body in much the same way as it had appeared. Instantly and into thin air, instead of from it this time.

There was a chorus of appreciative groans and as the guys lost their shirts, Cooper stepped aside for Beckham. “It’s okay, Beck. You won’t hurt her.”

So, I was right then. He was afraid of hurting me.

“What’s going on?”

There was another scrape of Maddox’s teeth against my skin and then his hoarse voice was in my ear.

“We all want to take your blood very badly, but we won’t. Beck is emotionally…intense. It’s a little more difficult for him to hold back, but he’ll manage. Don’t worry.”

I didn’t know why they didn’t want to take my blood, but instinct told me how hot it would be if they did. There was a strange longing, an odd disappointment, that came with the knowledge that they’d taken that off the table. It didn’t last long, though, because when their shirts hit the floor and miles of tattooed skin and more abs than I could count on both hands appeared for my viewing pleasure, I didn’t feel anything but desire. For all of them.

Maddox was nearest to me and the most heavily tattooed of them. The wings I’d noticed when I first met him stretched from the tops of his defined pecs over to his collarbones while his sides were dusted with stars and symbols I didn’t know the meaning of, with a crescent moon sitting on his hip.

A similar design was on the side of Jaeger’s bicep and on Cooper’s chest, exactly opposite from where his heart was. Beckham’s ink seemed different from the others somehow, symmetrical and precise.

There was a simple cross right over his heart, just two jet black lines that peeked out from behind a smattering of dark hair. Dark hair that also ran from his belly button, between the delicious lines formed by his hips, and into his pants.

My tongue darted out, rolling over my bottom lip to tug it into my mouth. These guys shirtless were nothing short of a wonder. A wonder that made me clench in places I shouldn’t have wanted all four of them. A wonder that made my cleft feel achingly empty.

The thought made me realize that I had no idea how this would work, logistically speaking.

Cooper's eyes met mine and a sexy smile curled his lips. “Get out of your head. Let us take care of thinking for a while.”

“Let’s get you comfortable,” Beckham said with a strained smile that couldn’t conceal his growing tension.

Maddox and Jaeger stood me up on shaky legs and led me over to the bed, lying me down on the soft comforter that felt like it had a thread count of a million as my back glided across it. They crawled onto the bed after me, each taking a side while Cooper’s knee dipped the mattress when he took his place between my legs.

Beckham trailed after us, rounding the bed and deftly managing to avoid the others to crawl into position with his lips hovering inches from mine. The way these guys moved together made me strongly suspect that this wasn’t the first time they were all doing this together. 

Exactly. Get out of your head and let them deal with the logistics. 

Lowering his mouth to mine, Beckham cupped my cheeks and his fingers stroked my cheekbones as he leaned in to kiss me. Maddox was right when he said Beckham was the more emotionally intense one.

I could feel it coming off him in waves as his tongue dove into my mouth over and over again. He kissed me fiercely with none of the tenderness the others had kept, his tongue warring with mine, making me feel wanton. Wanted.

Strong hands planted on my hips while fingers trailed over my sides, the swells of my breasts, traced the outlines of my bra. Jaeger pinched one nipple at the same time that Maddox sucked the other into his hot, wet mouth.

My back arched. My moans momentarily breaking Beckham’s kiss, I opened my eyes to take in the incredibly erotic sight of Cooper’s light brown hair between my legs, where he started to lick lazy paths up my thighs and over my hips, of Maddox’s blonde and Jaeger’s sandy heads at my breasts and Beckham’s hungry eyes as he watched me watch them.

As if each knew what the other was doing without the need to communicate, Jaeger and Maddox alternated between rough and gentle on my breasts, nipping and soothing away the sting of pain. Beckham pulled me back to him for another kiss at the same time that Cooper’s tongue ran the course over my now-useless panties.

People were wrong, too much of a good thing wasn’t bad. It was fantastic. I’d died and gone to sensory heaven. Seriously, I didn’t know why every woman didn’t have four lovers. If they had any idea of what I now knew, they would. That Stevie girl had the right idea.

There was a slight pinch at my hips and a quick ripping sound that followed. Warm breath on my throbbing clit made me realize that it’d been my panties being so forcefully removed, but then Cooper sucked it between his lips and their combined weight on me was the only thing that kept my hips from flying off the bed.

My entire body started shaking as they worked me over. Cooper’s tongue laved at my seam, his fingers teasing at my entrance before sliding into me. Maddox’s hand trailed down my side to grip the inside of my thigh before slipping passed Cooper’s face, his finger joining Cooper’s.

Jaeger was grinding into my side and my hand found his cock, stroking him over his jeans. I wanted more, moaning softly as my fingers fumbled with the buttons keeping him caged in his pants. “Get these off.” 

I repeated my movements with Maddox, my fist closing around his rock-hard bulge and savoring the resulting loud moans. He thrust into my hand and then we were both tugging at his waistband as Jaeger got naked on the other side.

Too far gone and being kissed intently by Beckham, I didn’t get a look at either of them before reaching blindly for their cocks. From the feel of them in my hands, they were both massive. Thick and long, hard and throbbing.

My hands moved without the need for active thought. Stroking and rubbing, working them up and down in a hypnotic rhythm. Spreading the liquid my thumbs found on their tips, their moans mingled with mine, and a throaty groan vibrated over my clit from Cooper, who sucked on my aching bud, sending bolts of electricity through me with every motion.

Maddox’s finger slid out of me and I felt his arm bend as he licked it, groaning, “You taste even better than I thought you would.”

“Want,” Jaeger growled, his coarse voice in my ear. He slipped his hand between my thighs past Cooper and trailed a finger over my heated slit before sucking on his finger. There was no need to ask if he liked it. His long groan as his cock bucked and twitched against my side, followed by the splash of hot liquid searing my skin told me all I needed to know. His reaction spurred my own and I began to toss my head back and forth and the magic tongue between my thighs moved more quickly, as if sensing my impending orgasm.

It was all too much. I couldn’t take it anymore. There was no slow build to my climax, no hovering right over the edge or having to concentrate to get to the point of tipping over. Instead, pleasure slammed into me with the strength of an earthquake and my orgasm ripped through me like lightning. It was like nothing else I’d ever experienced. It was the kind of orgasm that I’d read about but thought I was incapable of.

They read my body like an open book with giant print, stroking and kissing me back down until I could finally catch my breath. But they didn’t let me keep it for too long.

“You still okay?” Maddox asked me, electric blue fire burning in his eyes as he thrust into my hand. Muscles worked in his throat and I could see that he was close. Holding back.

“More than,” I whispered, afraid that I would wake myself up from this dream if I spoke too loudly. “Let go.”

I didn’t just want to see it. I needed to.

His mouth crashed onto mine and a few strokes later, he stiffened against me, trembling and groaning as he came hard in my hand. Cooper lifted my hips and turned me over while Jaeger and Maddox rolled onto their backs, breathing hard and watching us.

I didn’t know when it happened, but Beckham and Cooper were now naked, too. Cooper’s cock nudged at my entrance and I pushed my hips back. Wanting him inside me something crazy. I wanted to give them all the same pleasure they’d given me. That they were giving me.

Beckham was still stretched out above me, stiff cock in hand. My elbows rested on the bed, my eyes trained on Beckham’s long, thick, almost angry-looking erection. Wetting my lips, a breathy moan escaped. “Let me.”

He wasted no time, rising to his knees and gripping his base as he guided his dick to my lips. Working his length with my mouth, sucking and licking him as I caressed, Beckham stroked my cheek possessively as his eyes stayed glued to where his cock parted my lips.

A deep groan of satisfaction tore from him, mixing with Cooper’s as he pushed into me. God, he was big. My walls stretched to accommodate him, but he still filled me up and stroked every inch of my channel.

“Fuck yes. So tight,” he bit out, hands digging into my hips. Rocking gently at first, he established a rhythm that Beckham echoed with his hips, his hands spearing into my hair and tightening at the nape of my neck.

The bed dipped as Jaeger shifted, his arm snaking down my stomach to strum my clit with his fingers. Then Maddox’s mouth was back on my nipples and my screams of pleasure were muffled by Beckham’s heavy shaft.

I was lost in them. In this moment and the intense sensations that my mind couldn’t keep up with. Bliss, exquisite pleasure, became my entire universe. I was vaguely aware of Beckham leaning forward, of his breath over my shoulder and a low warning from Jaeger.

“Beck.”

Spine snapping straight again, he thrust into me one final time before he came, the salty taste of his release on my tongue. His taste, the sound of his hoarse voice calling out my name, and the perfect rhythm the others created set me off again and Cooper’s cock swelled and twitched inside me as he followed me over the edge.

When I finally surfaced from the waves of euphoria that had overtaken my body for God only knew how long, we were a mass of tangled limbs on the bed. Naked and panting, I didn’t know which of the limbs belonged to me anymore.

I noticed that Beckham was missing and I frowned, searching the room for him. Cooper lifted his head and jerked it in the direction of the bathroom.

“He had to leave. Didn’t trust himself not to take your blood after that.”

Not knowing what to answer to that, I nodded. I knew kind of what he meant. That had been intense. Beyond intense.

They’d made me feel possessed.

Owned.

Theirs.