Three Swedish Mountain Men

by Lily Gold

I dip to press a quick kiss to her boob. “I’ll miss you,” I whisper, tucking it back into her shirt. “See you soon.”

“Du ser ut som en fågelholk.” “What?” “You look like a birdhouse.” He nudges my mouth closed with his knuckle.

I yelp as he spins me around and slams me up against the wall, so his chest is pressed against my back, and his erection is rubbing between my asscheeks. Sliding a hand under the slip, he feathers his fingers between my lower lips. “You’re so wet,” he mutters.

His hard tip presses between my legs, teasing me until I start bucking back onto it, trying to take it inside me. Riv swears in Swedish as he gives in and pushes into me slowly. I feel myself opening up for him, blooming like a flower. He slicks his thick shaft inside of me, inch by inch, and my mouth falls open at the intense feeling of fullness.

His fingers clench on my hips, and I feel the muscles in his chest and arms flexing as he pounds into me, his hard rod sliding against my sensitive walls over and over and over again.

He starts lightly stroking between my legs in time with his thrusts. His touch is teasing and frustrating, too light to do anything but inflame me more. I wriggle against him, gasping and sighing. He just keeps thudding that perfect spot deep inside me, smacking the sensitive nerves, sending pleasure sparking through me.

I collapse against Riv’s chest, and he holds me up as I tremble and writhe, grinding back on his dick, clawing at his forearm. His thrusts are getting shaky and uneven. He’s close, but he’s trying to hold back.

I cry out as he digs his fingers into my hips and finally lets go. His release is a full-body shudder, and warmth spreads through my belly as he spills into me, filling me deep. I close my eyes. It feels incredible. He keeps pounding into me as he comes, grinding against my G-spot, panting into my hair. Eventually, though, his thrusts slow to a stop. We both stand, panting, our hips still making tiny little rocking motions against each other.

I dig my heels into the muscled V of his back, trying to pull him into me, and he rubs his hard-on against my lower lips, making me moan and squirm.

He rolls his hips again, spreading my wetness down his length. I don’t know how he’s handling it. He’s so hard it looks almost painful, his thick length flushed and weeping. As I watch, he reaches down and cups his balls, a look of discomfort flitting over his face. The poor man’s probably been hard half of the day.

I help her guide the head of my cock to her lips. She plays with it for a few seconds, kissing the tip, running her tongue across my slit.

Her mouth feels incredible; scaldingly hot and unbelievably soft. I expect her to stop at the head, but she just keeps going, pulling almost all of me into her mouth. “Don’t hurt yourself,” I mutter. She rolls her eyes, going even deeper. I swear softly under my breath as I slide against the back of her throat.

every time he thrusts into her, her breath hitches, and her whole body jerks a little. God. I love this. Love feeling her reactions to him screwing her, through her mouth.

Riv steps forward, palming at himself. He’s already gone, judging by the sticky come glistening between Daisy’s thighs, but he’s hard again. I can’t blame him, after that show.

Groaning deeply, I grab her head, hold it steady, and thrust into the hot wetness of her mouth. Again. And again. I try not to go too deep, but she doesn’t even flinch when I lose control and my hips smack forward. She feels incredible, shivering under me as Eli keeps jackhammering into her. And the whole time, she keeps rubbing Riven.

The thick muscles in his arms shake as he hisses through his teeth and spills over her chest. Daisy squirms and sighs under him, rubbing his come into her skin, and the visual is too much for me. I feel my balls tingle and tighten painfully.

I feel myself spill into her mouth, my hot come sliding down her throat. Her eyes flicker shut as she swallows, sucking at me, and the sight is so damn hot I can’t help grinding up against her face. It feels like I come for goddamn years, all of the tension leaving my body as I drain myself into her, but she doesn’t pull back as I spasm in her mouth. In fact, she seems to like it.

bend and start groping her tits, tugging hard at one of her nipples. She cries out, arches, and comes again with a scream, her mouth falling open as she convulses. Opposite me, Eli shouts as he grips into her thighs and explodes into her, his whole body shaking. Daisy keeps on coming right through it, moaning and gasping underneath us both.

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Partner in Swedish

“You could always take your pants off too,” I encourage, my gaze drifting to his boxers. I thought penises were supposed to get smaller when it’s cold. Trust Cole’s to defy the laws of physics. “I

Suddenly, his rock-hard erection is rubbing up against me. We both gasp, looking down. The only thing separating us right now is the fabric of his boxers.

I stroke his cock, gently at first, feeling the velvety texture of his skin, and he hisses, his whole body tightening. I dip my hand under to cup his heavy sac, feeling his shaft pulse.

I roll my hips, his tip sliding between my throbbing lips.

I sit back, spreading my thighs. His gaze focusses between my legs as I start to touch myself, slowly. I’m only half teasing him. After that kiss, I really, really need to come.

His icy blue eyes don’t leave mine as I line myself up, then slowly lower myself onto his cock.

God, she’s tight. I’m not even sure that she’s going to be able to take me, but she just presses her lips together and keeps going, sliding down until she’s completely full. Her lips open on a silent gasp.

I grip her hips and thrust up into her, hard, pushing as deep as I can go.

I grab her around the waist and roll us both over so I’m lying on top of her. The tent shudders as we slip around on the blankets. I plant my fist over her head and keep on pumping into her.

The head of my dick finds the sensitive bundle of nerves inside her, and I hammer into it, over and over and over again. She shouts with every thrust, shivers running through her body.

“You’re going to come,” I rasp out, pounding into her even harder. My dick feels about ready to burst, like a champagne bottle that’s been shaken up for half an hour. The pressure is damn near painful.

My mind flashes back to last night. I remember the way his hot hands cupped my breasts and shudder. God. I can practically still feel him on my skin. Heat flares through my belly, and I feel a little wetness touch between my thighs.

“Why are you so small?” “I shrank in the wash.”

I shove his chest. “I can walk.” “Well done.” “Put me down.” He gives me a little shake. “I thought you were dead, woman. I need to fuckin’ hold you.”

“Lube,” Cole interrupts. There’s a few beats of silence. “I know you’re a bit of a caveman, Nalle,” Eli says, “but that has to be the weirdest one-word sentence you’ve ever come out with.”

I close my eyes as he starts playing with me, gently at first. His fingertips stroke up and down my sex, parting the soft lips, tracing over my hood.

Behind me, Cole keeps rubbing around my asshole with thick fingers, making me tremble. Riv leans in and starts kissing my neck in slow, delicious suckles. Next to him, Eli draws circles around my entrance, teasing in and out, until I feel myself flutter and clench. Wetness is pooling between my legs.

Eli has two fingers in my sex; Cole has one in my behind. I feel like every inch of my insides is getting slicky-wet and caressed.

His strong, brown arms wrap around my waist as I carefully lower myself onto his dick, sighing when I feel how deeply he fills me.

I feel Cole’s thick head press against my back entrance again—and then he pushes into me slowly.

Below me, Riv gets one of my tits in his mouth, nipping suddenly. I jerk, crying out, and Cole uses the distraction to push the rest of the way into my ass.

Eli is standing by the bed, his hand wrapped around his dick. Without waiting for him to speak, I open my mouth, swallowing him down. He’s thick and throbbing against my tongue as I lick at him sloppily.

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