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entire body stiffened and he
shook.
    “What is that?” he moaned. “What is that?” He bucked his
hips as though trying to throw her off.
    But Sage was determined. She was ravenous. She needed this.
She needed
    “No. God. No!” This, with a high-pitched panic. His eyes
rolled back.
    Ah. Yes.
    Spurts of cum surged into her cunt and a great wash of
delicious delight descended, wrapping her in a cloak of contentment. It
quenched the thirst, banked the fire and filled her completely.
    She collapsed onto his chest and enjoyed the afterglow, the
twitches, the spirals of pleasure lingering in her orgasm’s wake.
    Then she stood—leaving Sanders lying on the floor, panting
and staring at his cock in shock—and made herself a sandwich.
    By the time she finished, the hunger was rising again.
    So she went to find Davidson.
     
    She was atop Davidson on the rough floor of his cramped
room, riding him, nearly delusional with hunger and a passion that burned, when
the door slammed open and Kale appeared on the threshold.
    “What the fuck?” He kicked the door shut with his heel and
tossed his M16 on the bunk.
    “Get lost,” Davidson growled. He tightened his grip,
grinding Sage against his pelvis, writhing beneath her. His breath came in
short pants.
    Kale snorted a harsh laugh. “No way. No fucking way.”
    Sage ignored Kale—she’d already had him—but she could hear
the rustle of his clothes as he disrobed behind her. She focused on Davidson,
his big cock inside her, the thrills shooting through her as little dribbles of
cum leaked from the engorged tip. She was so intent on him, she swore she could
feel every leaking drop. He was close.
    She was close to having it—his cum. In her. She swallowed
the saliva pooling in her mouth, increased her movements. Sweat beaded on her
brow. “Yes. Yes. Yes.”
    Kale knelt behind her. She could feel the heat rolling off
his body, smell his musky arousal. It smelled sour. She’d had him.
    She looked over her shoulder and snarled, “Get lost.” But
then she stilled. Because she felt something…something astonishing.
    It wasn’t Kale’s blunt finger worming its way into her ass
that sent a whole new kind of hunger raining through her body. It was some
squirming restlessness, a new warmth tingling deep in her ass. She shivered
around this incursion, this new exploration. When she clenched her pucker, the
warmth blossomed.
    “Oh. Yeah.” She’d had him. But she hadn’t had him there. And
now, suddenly, she wanted him, ached for him. In there. Up there.
    She shifted her knees farther apart and levered her ass up
higher so he could delve deeper. He pulled out his finger and she groaned in
protest, but Kale didn’t hesitate. He quickly shoved two fat digits into her.
    The fullness made her squirm. It was painful, uncomfortable,
nasty but delicious.
    “Move. Move!” Beneath her, Davidson, beginning to panic,
thrust up harshly. Sage squeezed his cock and circled her hips and he
shuddered. “Yeah. Oh God. Yeah.”
    She glanced over her shoulder and glared at Kale. “Fuck me,
asshole.”
    He laughed. The prick. “You mean, ‘Fuck my asshole,’ don’t
you, bitch?”
    Her glare morphed into a growl. “No. I mean fuck me,
asshole . And do it now.”
    His smarmy smile melted away, replaced with a resolute lust.
He yanked his fingers out and quickly hunkered down, angling his cock into
position. He pressed in.
    God. He was huge. Huge and hard. The tight ring of her ass
resisted at first but then the tip of his cock pushed through. He invaded her,
sank deep.
    They all groaned, all three of them, as the added pressure
tightened everything.
    Sage threw her head back and yanked at her nipples. The pain
was exquisite, the pleasure unbearable. Her body was stuffed full of man meat,
hard and slick and digging into her depths, scraping at her every nerve. She
was filled in a way she’d never been filled before.
    Kale pulled out and shoved back in again. He wasn’t gentle.
Not slow or