Florian lifts me off the table and spins me around to face him, desire etched into his handsome features.
"On your back," he commands, helping me onto the table.
I obey eagerly, spreading my legs in invitation. Florian settles between my thighs, gripping my hips to pull me closer to his mouth.
His tongue swipes through my lips, flicking my clit. I gasp, fisting my hands in his hair.
"You taste so sweet, Aria," Florian murmurs against my flesh. "I could feast on you all night."
He seals his lips around my clit and sucks, shooting sparks of pleasure through my body. I writhe under his skillful mouth, chasing another climax.
Florian slides two fingers into my cunt, crooking them to stroke my g-spot in time with his laving tongue.
"Oh god, Florian!" I cry out, feeling my inner walls start to flutter. "Don't stop!"
He increases the pressure, driving me higher and higher until I shatter with a scream.
Florian laps at my pussy, prolonging the waves of ecstasy. "You're so gorgeous when you come, Aria."
He stands, freeing his thick cock from his slacks. I lick my lips at the sight, desire stirring low in my belly again.
Florian braces his hands on either side of my head, leaning down to capture my mouth in a searing kiss. I can taste myself on his lips, musky and tangy.
He nudges my entrance, sliding in slowly. We moan in unison as he fills me inch by inch.
"So tight and wet," Florian breathes against my lips. "You feel like heaven."
He draws back and thrusts deep, pulling a cry from my throat. Our bodies move as one, climbing higher with each snap of his hips.
I drag my nails down his back, clutching at him. "Harder, Florian. I'm so close."
Florian pistons into me, the table rattling under us. "Come for me, Aria. I want to feel you come all over my cock, too."
His words tip me over the edge. I shatter around him, my inner walls clamping down.
Florian follows with a roar, his warmth flooding my core.
We collapse together, our sweat-slicked flesh pressed close as we struggle to catch our breath.
Florian lifts his head, brushing a tender kiss over my lips. "You are exquisite, Aria. You are absolutely perfect."
He eases out of me slowly, his release trickling down my thighs.
I whimper at the loss, already craving his touch again.
He scoops me into his arms, carrying me down the hallway and into bed.
The other men crowd around us, their large hands stroking and petting.
Dimitri presses a cool glass of water to my lips. "Drink, baby. You need to stay hydrated."
I sip gratefully, too blissed out to argue.
Josef drapes a soft blanket over me, tucking it around my body.
"Get some rest, beautiful," he murmurs, dropping a kiss on my forehead. "We'll take care of you."
Surrounded by their warmth and affection, I drift into a peaceful sleep. My men shield me from the world, a barrier of muscle and sinew guarding what belongs to them.