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They entered the master bedroom together after clearing the table. Heavy curtains covered most of the windows. The king-size bed was wide and high, covered in clean white sheets. Louis closed the door behind them and turned the lock. Then he noticed the state he was in. His shirt still smelled of smoke, sweat, and the damp truck bed. Dirt marked the cuffs. Beside him, Savannah looked worse. Her hair had been pulled back roughly, with loose strands around her face. Gladice looked them both over.

"You two need a shower before anything else," she said.

"I agree," Angelique said. Louis looked at Savannah. She raised her eyebrows.

"Fine." He glanced at the bathroom door.

"You don't mind us showering together?"

"I don't." She looked at the others.

"But I'm not interested in an audience right now."

"We can play strip poker while we wait," Gladice said.

"Or we can just undress," Willa said. She pulled her T-shirt over her head. Savannah looked at her.

"You're not shy, are you?"

"Why would I be?" Willa unhooked her bra and dropped it on the bed.

"We're all going to see each other anyway." Louis's cock stirred. He stepped forward and fondled her breasts once. Willa smiled.

"Look who's awake," Gladice said. Savannah took his hand.

"Patience. The bathroom is this way." He let her lead him into the bathroom. The shower was large, tiled in pale stone. A glass door separated it from the rest. Savannah began to strip without hesitation. She pulled her shirt over her head and dropped it on the floor. Her bra followed. Her skin was warm brown under the bathroom light. Her breasts were full and bare, darker at the nipples, moving slightly as she freed her hair from the shirt. Bruises marked her ribs from the days on the road.

A scrape crossed one shoulder, and a thin older scar sat near her hip. She unbuttoned her pants and pushed them down, then stepped out of them. Her underwear came last. A dark patch of tight curls showed between her thighs.

"You gonna stare or wash?" she asked.

"Both," he said. He undressed quickly, dropping his clothes on top of hers. His hard cock pointed at her. She glanced at it, then met his eyes.

"Good." She opened the glass door and turned on the water.

"Let's get clean." He followed her in. The water was hot. He stood close behind her, with his cock pressed against her ass.

"You're beautiful," he said into her ear. His arms went around her waist. He held her breasts, feeling their weight, her nipples against his palms.

"Tell me something I don't know," she said, but she leaned back against him.

"I like your skin," he said. He kissed her shoulder.

"It's so smooth." She reached back and ran her fingers through his wet hair.

"You're not so bad yourself." She turned in his arms, her body slick against his.

"Wash me," she said. He took the body wash and poured it into his palm.

"I have an idea," he said. She looked at him.

"What?" He lathered his hands and spread the soap over his own body. Then he pressed himself against her. His chest against her breasts. His stomach against hers. His cock against her mound. He moved against her, sliding their bodies together, spreading soap everywhere. She gasped.

"Louis," she breathed. Her hands went to his shoulders, holding on. He kept moving. The soap made a slick friction between them. She was warm and soft against him. Her nipples hardened against his chest. He took her face in his hands and kissed her. She opened her mouth and met his tongue with hers. She tasted like black chocolate and red wine. His cock throbbed against her stomach. She broke the kiss.

"You're teasing me."

"Yes," he said. He kissed her neck, then her shoulder. He slid one hand down her back, over her ass, and between her legs. She gasped as his fingers found her clit. He circled it slowly.

"Oh God," she whispered. He kept circling. Her hips started to move with his hand. He lowered himself and took one of her nipples in his mouth. He sucked gently, then harder. She moaned and pulled his head closer.

"Louis, don't stop." He moved his fingers faster. Her hand found his cock and started to stroke it. Her grip was firm, her thumb smearing the pre-come over the head. He groaned against her breast. The water ran over them, washing the soap away.

"I love you, Savvy," he breathed. She froze. Her eyes widened.

"Don't say that."

"I love you," he said again. He looked at her.

"I do. And I'm not going to hide it." Tears welled in her eyes. She blinked them away.

"You don't know me."

"I want to," he said.

"Let me." She stared at him. Then she pulled him close and kissed him hard. He picked her up. Her legs wrapped around his waist. His cock pressed against her entrance. He turned and pressed her back against the tiled wall. He entered her in one slow thrust. She was tight and slick. She gasped and clung to him.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned.

"Yes." He started to move. Each thrust pushed her against the wall. He felt his cock slide deep inside her. He had to slow down to make it last.

"You feel so good," he said.

"So tight."

"You're big," she breathed.

"Harder." He obeyed, his hips driving into her. The water splashed against them. Her breasts bounced with each thrust. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the shower.

"Savvy," he gasped.

"Savvy, look at me." She opened her eyes.

"Louis."

"I love you," he said. He held her face in his hands.

"I love you." She wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I love you too," she whispered.

"Oh, God, I love you too." He felt the heat build in his balls, the pressure rise in his cock. He drove into her faster, deeper. Her body arched. She cried out. Her inner muscles spasmed around him, milking his cock. He groaned and buried himself deep inside her as he came, filling her with his seed. You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author.

"Louis," she moaned. He held her, his body shaking, his cock still twitching inside her. He rested his forehead against hers. They were both breathing hard.

"Savvy," he whispered. She tightened her legs around him.

"Don't pull out. Not yet." He nodded. He held her, feeling her heart beat against his chest. He kissed her again. Softly this time. She kissed him back.

"We should get out," she said finally.

"I know." He set her down gently. His cock slid out of her. A stream of his cum followed, mixing with the water at their feet. He watched it disappear down the drain. Then he looked at her. She looked back. Her face was flushed. Her eyes were bright. He took her hand.

"You okay?" She nodded.

"Better than okay." They dried each other with soft towels. Then they walked back into the bedroom, naked. The others had already undressed. They all looked at Savannah and Louis as they entered.

"Finally," Gladice said.

"You two fucked like bunnies in there. The rest of us are impatient." Savannah stopped at the side of the bed.

"Did you hear us?" She glanced at the bathroom door. Willa smiled.

"It was pretty hot. Even Donya got wet." Donya blushed.

"Willa! We shouldn't talk about it like that."

"Why not?" Gladice smirked.

"We're all adults. And we're all turned on. Right, Angel?" Angelique lay on the bed, propped on one elbow.

"I am certainly intrigued." She looked at Louis.

"How was she?" Louis looked at Savannah, who had not taken her eyes off him.

"Incredible," he said. Savannah's cheeks flushed deeper.

"Louis."

"I'm just being honest." He took her hand.

"Let's go to bed." Savannah hesitated, then let him lead her to the bed. Angelique shifted to make room. He lay down among them.

"Let me check you, Donya," Louis said. His finger found her slit. Her heat was immediate. She squirmed and parted her legs for him.

"You're very wet."

"I... yes," Donya said.

"I was listening. And I touched myself a little."

"Tell Louis what you want, Donya," Angelique said.

"He's very generous." Donya looked at Louis. Her eyes were wide.

"I want you to touch me more. Please." He leaned over her and kissed her softly. Her lips parted under his. She tasted like vanilla ice cream. His hand moved to her large breasts, rubbing, squeezing. Her nipples hardened under his palm. She moaned into his mouth. His cock stirred again. He shifted, kneeling between her legs. He looked at her pussy, surrounded by dark hair. He could see her clit, already hard and peeking out. He used two fingers to spread her lips. She was pink inside, and slick.

"Lie down, everyone," he said.

"Let me see all of you." Gladice and Willa lay on their backs. Angelique propped herself up again. Savannah hesitated, then lay down beside Donya. He looked at each of them. Gladice's pussy was puffy, her lips already slick. Willa's was a neat slit, almost hidden. Angelique's lips were slightly open, showing a hint of pink. Savannah's was still wet from the shower and from him. He started to lick Donya's clit first. Her hips bucked. She cried out. He kept licking, circling, teasing.

The others had started to touch themselves. Gladice's finger circled her clit. Willa pinched her nipples. Angelique slid a finger inside herself. Savannah watched, her hand moving between her legs. The sight made him harder.

"Let's bury him," Gladice said. Her breath hitched.

"He deserves it." Louis stopped licking Donya.

"Yes. Let's bury him," Angelique agreed.

"What does that mean?" Savannah asked.

"Watch and learn," Gladice grinned. Louis looked at her and nodded. He moved to lay on the bed. Willa straddled his face. Her scent filled his nose as he started to lick her. He felt Donya mount his cock. A wet, tight heat enveloped him. Gladice and Angelique grabbed each of his hands and placed them on their pussies. He started to rub them. Then he felt Savannah settle over his stomach and move her fingers between her legs. He was surrounded. He was lost. He was theirs, and they were his.

All he could see was Willa's pussy above him. All he could feel was Donya's tightness around him, the slick heat of Gladice and Angelique under his hands, and Savannah's soft body on his stomach. All he could hear were their moans, their breaths, their words.

"Oh, Louis, yes," Willa moaned. Her thighs tightened around his head. He kept licking and tasting her.

"I'm so full." Donya whimpered, her ass slapping against his thighs.

"So full of you."

"You're so wet, Angel," Gladice breathed.

"I can see your cream on his fingers." Angelique moaned and pressed her hips against his hand.

"Ah! yes! Ah!" Savannah said nothing, but her body was tensing on top of him. He could feel her fingers moving faster, her breath coming in short gasps.

"Louis!" Willa cried. He felt her pussy pulse against his tongue. He kept licking and swallowing her juices. Her body trembled and collapsed on him. He gently pushed her aside. Savannah did not wait. She straddled his face, her knees on the bed. Her scent was stronger. Her pussy was swollen. He started to lick her with hunger. Her hands went to his head, her fingers tangling in his hair.

"Louis," she moaned.

"Oh, God, Louis." He felt Donya's pussy spasm around his cock. She cried out and rode him harder. He felt her warmth spread over him. He couldn't hold back. His cock throbbed again. He emptied himself into her with a loud groan. He felt the cum overflow and run down his balls as she lifted off him. Then Gladice moved his hand away. A few seconds later, a different warmth enveloped him. He looked down from Savannah's crotch. Gladice had taken him in her mouth, cleaning him with her tongue.

He felt Angelique shudder and press her pussy hard against his other hand.

"Louis," Angelique gasped.

"I'm coming." Her body convulsed. He felt her wetness flow over his fingers.

"Good girl, Angel," Gladice purred, lifting her mouth for a moment.

"Now let me finish him." Louis went back to licking Savannah. He felt Gladice's tongue swirling around the head of his cock. Her warm mouth slid down over him, taking him deep. He sucked Savannah's clit into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue. She cried out and ground her pussy against his face. With his hands free, he held her hips and kept licking. He heard Willa moan softly again.

"Let me help," Willa said. He felt a second tongue join the first on his cock. Their tongues tangled over the shaft. Their lips met over the head. His softened cock started to harden again. It was almost painful now, oversensitive after two orgasms. He wanted to move away from the overwhelming stimulation, but he also wanted more. He shifted to look down. Willa and Gladice were both licking him, their faces close, their lips wet. They looked at him. Willa winked. Gladice slid her mouth over him again.

Savannah cried out.

"Louis, I'm coming!" Her whole body shuddered. He kept licking and sucking, her juices flowing over his face, more salty than Willa's. He swallowed her cum. She slowly climbed off him, her legs shaking. Angelique helped him to sit up. She moved behind him and pulled his back against her breasts. She wrapped her arms around his chest.

"Tell me what you want, Louis," she whispered into his ear.

"I want tits and pussies, Angi," he said.

"All of them."

"Then you shall have them." She shifted and let his head rest on her thighs. He opened his eyes and saw her breasts in front of him.

"I love you, Angi," He said, then leaned up and took one of her nipples in his mouth. She moaned and ran her fingers through his hair.

"I love you too, Louis." She kissed the top of his head. Gladice pulled away from his cock.

"My turn." She straddled him and slid her slick pussy down over him. He was still sensitive, and he gasped at the sudden heat and tightness. She started to ride him, her hands on his chest. Willa and Donya went to the side and started to kiss and touch each other. Savannah leaned against Angelique, watching. He reached out one hand to fondle Savannah's breasts. She took his hand and held it. Gladice rode him harder. He thrust up to meet her.

"You're so wet, Gladie," he gasped.

"I know," she panted.

"I've been wet since we walked into this room." He felt Angelique's hands on his balls, massaging them. He groaned and closed his eyes.

"I'm going to come, Gladie," he warned.

"Then come," she breathed.

"Come inside me. Now." He couldn't hold back any longer. He drove into her one last time and came, his body arching, his vision blurring. There was almost nothing left, but the pleasure was overwhelming. Gladice cried out and ground her pussy against him, milking him dry. She collapsed on his chest, her breathing ragged. He held her, his body trembling. Sweat had wet the sheets. The room smelled of sex. Angelique stroked his hair. Savannah kissed his cheek. Willa and Donya moved closer and lay down beside them.

"Damn," Savannah said.

"I ain't never had an orgy before."

"Welcome to the Dominion," Louis said, his voice hoarse. They all laughed.

"You're a lucky man," Gladice played with his soft cock.

"I know." Louis brushed his fingers gently over Donya's breast.

"I'll never forget it."

"Me neither," Donya said.

"I never thought I'd... do something like this." She blushed.

"But I liked it. A lot."

"See? I told you we'd corrupt you," Willa giggled.

"It's not corruption. It's liberation," Angelique said. She traced a circle on his chest.

"And we all needed it."

"Yeah," Savannah sighed.

"I still prefer one-on-one. But this was... not bad."

"Not bad?" Gladice raised an eyebrow.

"You came three times. Don't pretend you didn't enjoy it." Savannah blushed.

"Okay. It was good. Better than good. But I don't want to share him all the time." Angelique smiled.

"We'll have to take turns then. Louis is a popular man."

"True." Willa smiled.

"Group sex is fun, but sometimes I want him alone too."

"Greedy." Gladice laughed.

"Can I watch while you take turns?"

"I don't mind," Louis said.

"If you don't."

"I can't promise not to join in." Gladice grinned.

"Then it won't be private." Angelique smiled.

"But we'll figure it out."

"We should check on Cherish later," Donya said.

"She looked hurt. She didn't understand us."

"You're right." Louis sighed.

"I will talk to her. This must be a lot for her."

"I'll talk to her too," Angelique said.

"She may need a woman's perspective."

"Good." He looked around the bed.

"Thank you, all of you. This was... more than I hoped for."

"We are a family," Angelique said.

"We take care of each other."

"And we fuck like champions," Gladice added.

"That too." Louis smiled.

"We should sleep while we can," Willa said.

"I haven't had a proper rest in days."

"Good idea," Louis agreed. He pulled the covers over them. The king-size bed felt small with all six of them tangled together. He lay with Savannah in his arms, Donya's breasts warm against his back. Angelique's leg was over Willa's. Gladice lay at the foot of the bed, curled around their feet. Louis closed his eyes and let the peace take him. He had survived another day. And he was not alone.