MFMM Erotica (Fiction)

Dawn cleared her scratchy throat noisily in front of her boss, Karl Jurgenson, and felt color suffuse her cheeks at the embarrassingly uncool act.

“Gosh! You really need to get yourself together, you toad!” A voice berated in her head as he eyed her with a disgruntled expression that didn't quite work well with his Adonis-inspired face.

Why did he have to be so damned handsome and deliciously irresistible with that glorious mane of thick black hair and those penetratingly intense emerald-green eyes? And why was he so intimidating and almost out of reach at the same time?

Dawn had asked herself these rhetorical questions repeatedly ever since the first moment she'd resumed working at Allure Advertising, and yet no answer seemed to be forthcoming.

“Ms. Littlefield, can I have the report now? And aren’t you an intern or something? Why isn’t Parker doing the reporting?”

Dawn blinked rapidly, alighting from the fantasy train she’d hopped on. Suddenly realizing her purpose for being in Karl’s office and the detailed report in her hands, she gave a hurried smile and pushed the file forward. “I’m sorry, Mr. Jorgensen. Parker is currently in a meeting and asked that I deliver this to you.”

Without another word, Karl took the file from her and began to peruse the content. Dawn stood there, shifting nervously on her feet as she contemplated her next move before her minuscule courage would take a hike.

All her life, she'd always been a determined go-getter and wanted nothing more but to reach the peak of her potential one way or the other. Ambitious as hell, she'd learned as early enough as middle school to make her own way and climb ahead of her peers in everything she was involved in. From competing in pageants, class elections, essays, and spelling bees; everything she had an interest in, she pursued relentlessly and never stopped until she snagged it.

Right now, Dawn wanted nothing more but a promotion from junior assistant to joining one of the agency's creative teams. Since joining the company five months ago, she'd worked tirelessly to prove her merits and earn the promotion but it seemed like everything she did was usurped by someone else. She'd admired and observed her superior, Cole Parker's team, and knew she'd fit right in. She shared a good relationship with all of the other team members. And in her opinion, everyone genuinely liked her at the agency, everyone, except the agency's grumpy assistant exec Maddie who didn't really like anybody.

All that remained was to convince Karl Jorgensen that she was good enough for the role. Dawn wasn’t stupid and knew just how the world worked. She knew how to capitalize on her strong suits and use them to her advantage. After weeks of watching Karl check her out through the slits of his office blinds with obvious lust and hunger evident in his eyes, she knew enough to know that he fancied her.

Wanting her enough to consider her proposal, was an entirely different matter altogether.

Although Dawn was naturally a courageous daredevil, she knew well enough to know this could go well, or go very badly in the blink of an eye.

She had her current job at the agency to consider, and the real question was if she was ready to sacrifice that for the greater good.

The answer came moments later when Karl glanced up from the document with a questioning expression.

“Is there anything I can help you with, Ms. Littlefield?”

“Well, yes Mr. Jurgenson.” Dawn slipped into one of the hard-backed seats, not missing his raised brows in surprise.

She cleared her throat and gave him one of her best charming and flirtatious smiles. “I know you're a very busy man and I wouldn't take up much of your time, but I have something of importance to discuss with you.”

She had all of Karl's attention now as he straightened and leaned back on his seat, interest, and speculation lurking in his eyes.

“Alright, Ms. Littlefield, you have my attention.”

Dawn's boldness felt slightly shaky at his directness. She peeked almost shyly from under her lashes at him. “Well, as you know I've been with the company for five months now, and with the time I've spent here, I feel like I'm not fulfilling my full potential in my current position as an office assistant.” Dawn paused for a second and studied his expression while nibbling on her lower lip. He bore a blank expression and studied her in return with those gray penetrating eyes that felt like they were memorizing the blueprints of her soul.

Shrugging her shoulders, she stared him straight in the eye, snuffing the apprehension that suddenly came up right then. “There is no need to beat around the bush. I want on the design team and I am ready to do whatever it takes.”

The moments following her pronouncement were fraught with palpable tension and unease. She adjusted slightly, waiting for the reply that could both make or mar her stay at the agency, taking her self-confidence along with it.

“Miss Littleton?”

Karl’s voice right then made Dawn shudder from part apprehension and desire as it sparked off unmentionable thrill inside her. “Yes, Karl,” she attempted boldly with a downward coy sweep of her lashes, hoping she wasn’t coming off as doing too much. As much as she was aware of the pitfalls that came with her brazen request, she wanted positive results, not an abrupt dismissal.

“Are you wearing a tape? Did someone set you up for this?” Although his gray eyes glinted with telltale traces of steel, his expression remained unchanged.

“Of course not,” she replied hurriedly and gave a shy smile. “You could check me out if you want. I…I see you watching me sometimes, and I am intuitive enough to interpret what looks mean. I know this is not ethical, but I'm very realistic and not above doing what it takes for something I really want. I’m sure you understand. You are a shrewd businessman.”

“If I’m not mistaken here, Ms. Littleton, you are offering me an unorthodox proposal?”

“Yes, Karl and please can you call me Dawn? I’d really love to hear how it sounds coming from your lips.”

Dawn didn't know where all the bravery and impetuousness were coming from, but the way Karl's eyes swept her body right then, she was more than willing to undress and lay pliant on the broad, brown desk, entirely at his mercy.

“So, you’re ready to do whatever it takes to get on the design team, Dawn?” He asked, his lips curling upward in a smirk.

Dawn nodded slowly with a sassy smile of her own. Her body thrummed with rioting pleasure as the anxiety of an unfavorable reception slipped off her frame.

“Okay. Tell you what. I’d call to pick you up for dinner at seven. Make sure you’re ready. I don’t appreciate tardiness.”

Dawn couldn’t believe her ears. He was taking her to dinner and offering to pick her up. The almighty Karl Jorgensen.

Her plans couldn't be falling into place so easily, could they?

“Alright, Karl,” she replied, trying her best to tone down an ecstatic smile.

“Also, refrain from calling me Karl within the office space. I have to review this document, can you please leave now.”

The gruffness had returned to his tone and he focused once more on the document before him.

“Alright, thank you, sir.” Dawn was too excited to feel the tiniest bit slighted. She stood up with a smile and left the office, practically floating on cloud nine.

It was almost impossible to go through the rest of her schedule and activities for the day as her mind revolved around dinner with Karl later in the day. It wasn't up to a minute of ticking off her last memo for the day before Dawn flew out of the office to have the best makeover of her entire life.

Dawn took a deep breath, as the limousine door was drawn open by the well-dressed driver who bore an affable smile. She smiled at the kind, courteous man who’d complimented her dress the moment he’d picked her up that evening.

Suddenly cautious and ridden with an onslaught of nerves, she wondered where her earlier confidence had taken flown to as she walked gingerly into the restaurant with a strained smile.

This had nothing to do with her looks or dress choice. She didn’t need anyone to tell her how absolutely smashing she looked in the black, strapless velvet dress that stopped mid-thigh and accentuated all her curves. Beautiful was simply an understatement with her newly carved brows and accentuated eyelids, courtesy of her best friend, Tanisha.

“Right this way, ma’am,” the host spoke with a polite smile and a sweep of a hand, leading her past several tables of well-dressed patrons to a private alcove where Karl sat clicking away at his phone.

He looked up as she approached, his eyes darkening in a manner she couldn’t interpret. Dawn felt like a silly little schoolgirl who’d just gotten the full attention of her crush as she struggled with a wave of shyness.

Where was the bad bitch that lived inside her, and why was she suddenly hiding at this crucial moment?

“You look absolutely ravishing if I must say,” he complimented with a loose smile and her heart did an instant summersault from the pleasure it evoked.

“Thank you kindly.” Dawn smiled in return and took the seat he offered. She found herself drawn to those gray eyes that watched her, intent and curious.

“So tell me, Dawn. What are your expectations regarding your proposition today? What do you hope to get out of it all, asides from inclusion to one of the teams?” He asked moments after the waiter had taken their orders and left.

Although she knew, Karl was a straightforward man who didn’t believe in beating around the bush. It still wasn’t enough preparation for the directedness of the question. It was better that way regardless, all business and straight to the point. She knew what she wanted, and here he was, handing it over to her on an expensive dinner platter.

“As I stated earlier in your office, I want to join a team and reach my potential in the company,” she began with all confidence, feeling a certain kind of satisfaction and thrill sweep through her body. “I am a sucker for growth and productivity, especially in production and design. Working for four months as an assistant is derailing my advancement and I'm prepared to do whatever it takes.” Dawn eyed him flirtatiously and smiled. Slowly, she leaned forward in such a manner that her cleavages were positioned directly in his line of vision.

Karl's gaze lingered on them for a couple of seconds before trailing up to meet her face. She barely caught the glimpse of passion in his eyes before it disappeared, and was replaced almost immediately with an intensely probing glint.

In a blur of actions, he withdrew a file from the briefcase sitting on his side of the table and handed it over to her. Dawn took it slowly with a feeling of apprehension.

Was she just about to lose her job? No. this couldn't be right. This wasn't her expectation at all.

“That is a non-disclosure agreement,” he said, allaying her fears right then. “I will need you to sign that before we proceed with any further discussion on this.”

“Fair enough,” Dawn said with a smile and opened the file to read. The conditions of the NDA were simple enough. It ascertained in clear terms that the unconventional proposal was initiated by her under no coercion from anyone. It also reminded her of the possibility of a swift lawsuit, should she decide to go against the NDA in the future. It made perfect sense to her. He was protecting himself from any future sexual harassment and persuasion suit. He was a thoroughly shrewd businessman after all. She hadn't expected different.

Dawn took the pen he extended and signed swiftly on the dotted line before handing it back to him. “So that is done. I guess we can proceed now.”

The transformation on Karl’s face was instant and almost refreshing. He gave her a loose, comfortable smile and drank from his wineglass before facing her squarely.

She guessed he was relaxed now that they’d crossed out any nasty future occurrence and covered all privacy bases. He could express himself better and offer the conditions for the acceptance of her proposal or not.

The anticipation and anxiety rioted through her entire body.

“I would never have taken you for someone who’d be willing to take the alternative route, so this is something.”

He’d been thinking about her a little more than she’d thought or expected. This was interesting...

Dawn took a light drink from her glass of wine and smiled. “Well, I've always been ambitious and driven to do more for myself. Thanks to my father, I found out quite early that drive and ambition can only get you far. You have to be willing to go the extra mile. Just a little extra you know.”

“Only just a little? I'm afraid I might be seeking more than just a little from you, Dawn. The question now is are you strong enough to handle it all?”

Dawn drew a quiet intake of air at the force behind the question, backed by the intense heat in his eyes.

Could she possibly be biting on more than she could chew?

“But we would see,” Karl continued with an affable smile, breaking the ice. Dawn was almost unconscious of releasing pent-up breath as the waiter came with their orders right then. She enjoyed the small break of silence while they ate, but her thoughts remained on the implications and hidden meanings behind his question.

“What do you think of submission, Dawn?”

Dawn hadn't been expecting that question but it made perfect sense coming from Karl. The thoughts of being submissive to her devilishly handsome boss suddenly sent shockwaves of pleasure down her pussy. She could literally feel the moisture pooling down there as his eyes seemed to penetrate deeply into her nasty thoughts. “I like the idea of it,” she told him with an awkward smile. “I have never been in a relationship or affair with that dynamic but I find it very intriguing.”

Hardly had she completed the sentence before Karl reached for her hand across the table and an instant explosion of fiery thrill traveled from their joint connection through her entire body. Dawn's eyes flew up to his right then and she saw that he'd felt it too. The chemistry between them was so palpable it crackled like live wire; sharp and shocking.

“You would make a good pet, my darling Dawn,” he said. “You would be so perfect but I just have to know if you can be the right one.”

Dawn wanted to be his pet so badly. She didn’t know if it was the wine buzzing through her system or those intensely seductive gray eyes of his, but she wanted nothing more but to have him take her right there on the dinner table. She wanted to please him and receive pleasure in return. She wanted it so badly that she blurted out the first thing that came into her head. “How about we go somewhere and you’d find out just how good of a pet I make?”

Karl gave her a desire-filled smile and reached for her hand. Dawn killed the other logical thoughts in her head as he helped her up and led her out of the restaurant to the limousine waiting outside.

This was what she wanted. She needed advancement in her career and she wasn't averse to doing the necessary things for it. Besides, she'd wanted Karl Jorgensen since the first time she'd walked into the agency.

Right now, she wanted him so badly that her entire body thrummed with hunger and need.

The kind that could drive her almost insane if it wasn’t sated soon.

“Come here, Dawn…”

Dawn felt a slight tremor travel through her body as she stood by the bathroom door in Karl’s executive hotel suites. They’d arrived a couple of minutes ago and shared one more bottle of champagne, so what was the nervousness she suddenly felt staring at him from across the room?

His white dress shirt was unbuttoned down to his midriff and he reclined against the burgundy couch close to the bed, with his arms thrown across the edges. His position and the deliciously hot naked matte of chest hair she could peep through his gaping shirt weren't the sources of her sudden hesitance. The intense, unsmiling expression on his face coupled with the promise in his eyes, which could be interpreted as anything made her hesitate for a few beats before taking her first step.

“No, Dawn. I want you to lose the dress and come here on all fours. I want you to crawl to me, darling.”

At her quick intake of breath, Karl’s eyebrows went up inquiringly at the corners. “You have an issue with my demand?”

Dawn smiled and shook her head. Although her pussy had long begun to throb the instant he’d issued the highly erotic command, she hadn't exactly been expecting it.

While peeling the dress off her body, she took her sweet old time; just enough until his eyes began to glint from impatience.

“This is only the beginning of a long night, Dawn. I suggest we get on with it because, by the end of it all, you'd be running to me rather than crawling when I call.”

Dawn didn't need any further prompting as excitement permeated her entire body. She let the dress slide off her body before slowly going down on all fours in her black lace lingerie. With eyes locked on Karl's fiercely intense gaze, it was almost impossible to feel any more wanton or sexier as she crawled seductively towards him. Immediately she got to him, he reached for her hand and pulled her up against his frame.

With her body plastered against his, Dawn felt shockwaves of heated pleasure at their touching skin and couldn't restrain a gasp the moment he playfully stroked her cleavage with a finger.

A finger was soon replaced with his entire hand as he deftly peeled off the lace bra she had on, releasing her breasts from their confines.

“You are hard for me. I take it you'd be wet as well,” he commented in a husky tone, stroking her turgid nipples and sending shivers slithering down her spine.

In that smooth, effortless manner in which he did everything, Karl lifted her up and sat her astride. In the same beat, he reached into her panties with an entire hand and cupped her moisture-laden pussy, stimulating her clit with a finger and daring her to fidget.

Dawn moaned deep in her throat from the insane pleasure of his fingers teasing her labia and her clit, as if they'd been doing just that since forever. As if that wasn't enough to make her come undone, he bent low and took a nipple in his mouth, lapping like a hungry cat before a bowl of milk. Tongue circling, rolling, and bending her nub to its will, while fingers wreaked havoc to her honeypot.

It was just too much. Too overwhelming.

Under the influence of the passion surging through her body like an avalanche, Dawn jerked and rode Karl’s fingers as her orgasm washed over her till she was whimpering like a child.

“I like the pretty sounds you make. I want to hear more,” he said.

Just as she’d begun to recollect herself, he assisted her down into a kneeling position before him and shucked off his trousers, releasing his cock from the confines of his briefs.

Even in her post-orgasmic state, Dawn's eyes widened in awe at his impressive size. His cock was beyond beautiful and regal with stubborn, proud veins adorning its entire length.

A look at his face, and she needed no instructions before taking him into her mouth. The feeling of fullness as she tried to fit him all in made her feel sexy and incredibly naughty. She soon began to fondle his balls, lapping the underside of his cock as she took him further down her throat and out repeatedly.

Suddenly, Karl grabbed fistfuls of her hair and proceeded to fuck her mouth till she was testing the power of her gag reflex. With one last wild thrust, he released her, pushing her onto the mattress on her stomach and yanking down her panties in the same beat. Dawn stilled and moaned low in her throat as he slipped a finger into her pussy, followed by another while his thumb massaged her clit in a circular motion. She ground and rolled her waist against his fingers as ripples of pleasurable thrills ignited a wildfire that began burning through her body.

“Oh, Karl no….” Dawn cried the moment his fingers slipped out of her.

“I'm right here, pet.” And with that, she felt his cock enter her right then in one slow, drawn-out thrust.

The sound of his groan matched hers as he started thrusting into her, his hands gripping her waist firmly and in place. Dawn didn't think she'd felt anything so good. So full and encompassing like the way his cock stimulated every pleasure spot inside her pussy with every stroke. She thrust back her ass like a woman possessed as tantalizing sensations rippled through her, ridding her of control.

Karl's pace varied between slow and delicious, to fast and mind-blowing, till she was whimpering from the sheer pleasure of it all.

Just at the moment, she thought she couldn't take it anymore, she felt his finger breaching the entrance of her ass and a wild, unknown sensation suddenly traveling through her. Dawn cried out as a delicious orgasm overwhelmed her, taking her right straight to the edge of bliss.

Karl's steady hands on her waist stopped her from collapsing limply to the bed as his thrusts became fast and hurried. He climaxed with an animalistic groan that both excited and made her incredibly horny once more.

“I want you again, Karl. I want you inside me,” Dawn turned to him and said with an innocent smile like she hadn't just gotten the best orgasm of her life.

“You have potential, pet. I just don't think it might be enough,” Karl said and drew her close.

Dawn didn't understand what he meant, but she knew right then was she couldn't get enough of him. She didn't want this to be a one-off arrangement.

Rather than inquire about the meaning behind his words, she bent low and took the entire length of his cock into her mouth.

“I'm sorry but Mr. Jorgensen is on a business call right now and can't see you,” Brigitte, Karl's secretary said with an apologetic smile.

“But that's the same thing you've said for the third time now,” Dawn complained. “It's highly important please can you let him know that?”

“I'm sorry, Dawn. I've told him that but it seems he doesn't want to see you or anyone else.”

“Anyone else?” Dawn darted a glance at Karl's door and back to Brigitte. “Andrew and Cole just left his office not quite long. Are you sure it's about everyone or not just me?”

“Well, I think he is busy and isn't in the best of moods. Maybe you can leave your inquiry with me?”

“No, I can't and I'm sorry Brigitte, very sorry.” Dawn took quick strides to Karl's office door and turned it open before his secretary could stop her.

At her sudden entrance, Karl looked up from his desktop at her with a displeased expression on his face.

“I'm so sorry, Mr. Jorgensen but I tried to stop her,” Brigitte came from behind, apologizing profusely.

“It's okay, Brigitte. You can go,” Karl said, his attention once more reverted to the screen.

Dawn winced as Brigitte glared at her before turning to leave the office. She has some apologizing to do later but right now all that mattered was finding out why Karl had been avoiding her. She hadn't stopped thinking or fantasizing about him for a week now since their mind-blowing sexual encounter. Her superior, Cole Parker had announced her inclusion to his team three days ago to her delight, but that hadn't given her the satisfaction she'd thought it would. She wanted more than that arrangement. She wanted to keep fucking Karl Jorgensen and had been going almost steer crazy since he’d stopped interacting with her.

“Because we've seen each other's privates doesn't give you the allowance to barge into my office, Dawn. What do you want?”

The former Dawn would have balked and retreated at that frosty tone, but not now. She wanted him so badly and looking at him bent over his papers was doing crazy things to her mind and body.

“I'm sorry, Karl but you've been unreachable,” she said and moved to stand before him. “I've tried to call, sent emails, and tried speaking with you on multiple occasions now.”

“Why?” He still wasn't looking at her. “You've been included in Parker's team. What else do you want?”

“I want more. I want more of what you spoke about. I've woken up craving you inside me for days now.”

Finally, Karl looked up at her, but with a smirk on his face. “That wasn't part of the arrangement, Dawn. We have no business together anymore. Didn't you read the documents you signed?”

“Fuck the document!” Dawn snapped.

“I want you to keep fucking me, Karl. I have never had it as good as you.”

The smirk slowly left Karl's face, replaced with an unreadable expression. “I don't think you can handle what you want, Dawn. I am very complicated and so is my sexual life. You are full of life and incredibly sexual but I don't think you can handle that side of me.”

“But I can and I want to,” Dawn moved the documents aside and sat on the desk facing him. “I want to be your pet, Karl.”

“Have you been with multiple men before?”

Dawn hadn't been expecting the question, but the idea suddenly left her feeling incredibly excited. “No I haven't, but I'm open to trying.”

“I'll give you time to properly decide. Send a blank mail if you've lost your nerves. You have till eight to make up your mind.”

****

Dawn sat on a king-sized bed drinking champagne cross-legged in a smoking hot red chain dress that stopped just below her ass and left her feeling sexy and ultimately desirable.

She smiled at the men conversing on a lounge chair across from her with one and more of them throwing desirous glances her way. But her gaze kept straying back to Karl from time to time.

It was unbelievable to think she was in a room filled with rich, accomplished billionaires and all of them wanted and desired her at once.

There was Jon, the dark-haired, stocky one, and Levi right beside him. He'd actually drawn her close on first sight and kissed her till her toes curled in her silver heels.

On the other end of Karl was Will the vivacious one. He was wiry, quick-witted, and fun. She'd fallen for his hilarious, entertaining jokes for the past hour since she'd arrived at the executive hotel with Karl. Particularly, she liked the way he winked at her when no one was looking and felt as warm and welcoming as her male best friend, Russell.

A male best friend who was about to screw her within an inch of your life.

From what Karl had explained to her, The four of them had met at a private swingers club but had decided to break away and form a club of their own, with just one pet within a period of time, rather than multiple women at once.

It was exhilarating to be gazed upon and desired by more than one man and Dawn hadn't expected the attention she'd gotten from them all since she'd arrived to feel so deliciously good.

“We can discuss the Pierre Francois merger later,” Karl suddenly said in a tone that brokered no argument and got up. “ We can't keep a beautiful, desirable woman as Dawn waiting, can we?”

“Oh, yeah,” Will said and took quick strides to join her on the bed.

Dawn dropped the champagne flute on the bedside table and smiled at him, without feeling a hint of nervousness. She didn't know how she'd manage to take three men at once even though she'd been reading and watching some content on polyamorous sexual encounters and multiple men and one-woman romps.

“Are you okay, Dawn?”

Dawn smiled as Karl and the others crowded around her. “Yes, surprisingly. Although I don't know how to go about anything.”

Karl lifted her chin and looked straight into her eyes. “Just follow my lead, pet. Our lead.”

And with that, he seized her lips in a consuming kiss. Dawn succumbed to the moist, warm feel of his tongue teasing and exploring the interiors of her mouth while several hands stroked her everywhere; her hair, shoulder, and cleavages were being touched and cherished.

When Karl released her lips, he helped her undress while the others watched, covering every exposed part of her skin with tiny, trailing kisses.

The moment his mouth swallowed and began to suckle on her nipples, Dawn moaned and threw her head back, catching sight of Will, Jon, and Levi gazing at her with desire and lust evident in their eyes as they undressed.

Feeling naughty and powerful at the same time, Dawn reached out and grabbed Jon's short, fat cock and began stroking it. When Will bent and took her other nipple in his mouth, she couldn't stop moaning from the pleasure streaking through her as he tongued, sucked, and lapped at her nub.

“Do you want my cock in your mouth?” Levi asked as he stood before her, stroking his long, slim erection.

“Oh yes...” Dawn's response was shut down as her mouth was suddenly filled with his length. The pleasure she felt was almost overwhelming with both Karl and Will's mouths on her breast, while she stroked and squeezed Jon's erection and took Levi's cock down her throat.

The picture was wild, almost forbidden but Dawn reveled in the moment like a sex goddess as the men worshipped her body.

The moment Karl released her nipples, he came off the bed and slipped off her panties, spreading her legs open. “I love how pink and wet your pussy looks, pet. Mind if I taste?”

He didn't wait for an answer before bending and lapping the entire length of her exposed sex. Dawn shivered as a frisson of pleasure slithered through her as he teased her clit, licking at her moist heat.

“Your mouth feels so damned good girl,” Levi's thrusts became rapid and fast as he held onto her ponytail curls. He climaxed right then with a strained groan, spilling his cum down her throat.

Dawn didn't just feel incredibly aroused from the havoc Karl was wrecking as he ate her pussy, but as freaky as an erotic adult actress as she swallowed up Levi's heat. The moment Karl replaced his mouth with his cock and pushed into her entrance, Dawn's orgasm erupted like a volcano, spreading insane heat all through her body. She was shaking as he kept thrusting into her, supported by Will and Jon who both played with her breasts and stroked her hair.

“Tell me how you feel, pet?” Karl cajoled huskily.

“I...I feel delirious...I don't have words,” Dawn was incoherent as she rolled her hips to meet his wild thrusts. With one last wild stroke, Karl pumped semen deep inside her, filling her with pleasurable warmth.

Dawn didn't bother to think about the absence of a condom because they'd had the talk earlier when she arrived. All of them had presented a clean bill of health and asked for a copy of hers which she'd forwarded straight from her mail.

While she struggled to catch her breath, Will bent and seized her lips in a hot kiss and switched sides with Karl. Before she could say Jack, he'd filled her pussy with his length and began to move. It was impossible not to notice the difference between both men's cock as Will's filled her completely with girth. Every deliberately slow thrust drove her backward to Levi's chest as he parted the hair falling over her face and caressed her breasts lovingly.

Close to his climax, Will reached down and seized her lips in a kiss so intense, Dawn almost cried from the sheer pleasure of it all when he released inside her. Before breaking the kiss, he held her face in soft hands and kissed her forehead.

“You're absolutely amazing, sweetness. We are glad you're our pet now.”

The softness in his eyes warmed Dawn's heart and as she took a look at the faces of the other men gathered around her, she knew.

She belonged right there. With all four men. She was theirs.

Their pet.

And she was ready to be theirs for as long as this fantasy lasted.

“It's my turn now, angel. Are you ready for me?” Levi asked with an adoring expression on his face.

Dawn didn't need words. She turned around, wrapped her hands around his shoulders, and drew him in for an earth-shattering kiss.