A Rogue For Four Alphas
Chapter 37

Chapter Thirty Seven

My eyes fly open. What kind of cruel game is he playing? His hands on my knees, Alpha Ian spreads my legs wider and bows his head to my center.

I catch sight of Alpha Harry, who's on my right. His hand is slowly sliding over a sizable bulge in his sweatpants. Alpha Harry's hard for me.

I keep my eyes open now, and watch the men watching me. Alpha Ian's dark head is between my legs, his tongue sliding over my folds, collecting my juices. He turns his focus to my clit, and I'm right back where I was when he pulled his finger out of me.

He flicks his tongue rapidly over my clit, fast and light as a hummingbird, then he draws my swollen bud into his mouth and sucks.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck!" My hips rise off the counter and press into his face. Waves of pleasure wash over me as he continues to lick and suck. "Oh fuck. Oh!" It's so good, and feels so long overdue.

But I'm on a countertop in a gourmet kitchen surrounded by four complicated men, who've just made me come and watched the show. As my orgasm subsides, a swell of self-consciousness rushes in.

They've all seen my orgasm face now, my real one, not a play one, like Alpha Harry in our first game of truth or dare. They've seen me lose control.

Alpha Ian pulls back after placing a sweet kiss between my legs. He's looking quite satisfied with himself, and it's then that I notice all of the others' expressions. They are all more turned on than I've possibly ever seen men be, and one look at them pushes away my silly nerves.

I'm still catching my breath when Alpha Damon edges Alpha Ian aside and takes up the position between my legs. "Jasmine," he says, grinning at me, his eyes heavy and dark, "I dare you not to come again. Bet you won't be able to stop yourself."

At that, he buries his face between my legs and launches a vigorous assault of pleasure, scrambling my brain with rapid strokes of his tongue, as he sucks, licks, and nibbles, making me scream his name.

I don't even try to resist the orgasm. It's inevitable, and in less than one minute, I'm coming apart, my pussy throbbing against Alpha Damon's tongue, which doesn't let up until I finally push him away, my skin suddenly too sensitive for touch. "No more, no more."

"Guess you lost that dare," Alpha Damon says, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he pulls away.

"No, I am definitely the winner," I say, "but I'm not sure I can handle any more games." The men look positively alarmed and crestfallen until I explain: "I need you all to fuck me."

There's indecision among them at first, and I imagine that Alpha Damon would have claimed me immediately if he hadn't just made me come. It's nice to see he's not selfish, even though he's been possessive in the past.

I hop off the counter and go over to Alpha Harry, angling my body toward him as I reach down to touch the firm rod tenting his pants. As soon as I make contact, he presses into my hand. I cup his erection and slide my palm over him, impressed by the thickness and length I find there.

He kisses me as I stroke him, his hand wrapping around my shoulders and pulling me closer. There's an appealing combination of tenderness and hunger in him, and the longer we kiss, the more the hungry side of him takes over. He breaks away to move me over to the nearest stool, bending me over the seat. One hand strokes through my wet folds as the other pushes down his pants and brings out his thick cock.

I swallow, my mouth literally watering in anticipation of feeling him inside me. Having put him and Alpha Eric — and really, all of them off limits, today's turn of events is even sweeter. I never thought I'd have him, but I can't deny that I've been wanting him.

Alpha Ian had left the kitchen but returns with a string of condoms, from which he tears off a packet and hands it to Alpha Harry. Once his cock is sheathed, Alpha Harry dips his head in my opening, swirling it in my wetness, widening me in preparation.

Looking over my shoulder, I watch his gorgeous face as he pushes into me, and see the beautiful, intent expression in his eyes as he goes deeper. His cock is so thick, and the stretch is amazing.

He grips my hip with one hand and strokes my bare skin with the other. There's a pent-up energy to his movements. He's holding himself back, even as he starts to move inside me. "How's it feel?" Alpha Harry asks, caressing one side of my bottom.

"So, so good."

He takes my response as a green light to increase his pace. His cock pushes in and slides out, the delicious friction doing wonderful things to me. His hips press into me as he gives me his full length, and it's everything I've been wanting.

I match his rhythm, pushing back to meet his thrusts, and he goes faster still, until he's pounding into me, hitting my sweet spot, making me see stars as I hold tight to the base of the stool.

"Oh fuck," I cry, as another orgasm approaches.

Alpha Harry fucks me harder, gripping my hips, keeping our bodies joined. Just before my eyes squeeze shut, I glance up to see the others watching, Alpha Ian with his cock out, stroking it, Alpha Eric licking his lower lip. They're all watching me get fucked by their friend, and the filthy thought is all I need to soar over the cliff into a sea of ecstasy.

"Oh, fuck, yes!"""

Alpha Harry's hand digs into my flesh as his cock continues to fill me, and I fly off into nothingness for a good, long, satisfying amount of time. I've had so much stress, and needed this release even more than I realized. It hollows me out in the very best way, and fills me up with nothing but joy, at least for now, and that's all that matters.

Just as I'm starting to return to reality - a reality in which I'm surrounded by four incredibly hot men, one of them fucking me, the other three waiting their turn - Alpha Harry stiffens inside me and starts to come, his cock throbbing with its release.

I love that he's coming right after me. I think he was as worked up as I was, barely able to hold back, waiting until just after I'd taken my pleasure before he let himself go. His generous nature comes through, along with a nice, hard edge that knew just how to satisfy me.

He groans as he comes, a deep guttural sound, his whole body tense before it relaxes, spent. When he pulls out, he bends over me, smoothing his hand over my skin, pulling my hair aside to lay a tender kiss on the ridge of my spine. Fuck, that was good. So good.

I'd be happy and satisfied to stop now. That is, until I look up to see three sets of ravenous eyes still watching me. My desire sparks yet again, quickly firing up to match the heat in the men's expressions.