by Dark Angel
His huge cock rams into my ass, filling the tight hole with his throbbing muscle. I gasp and almost choke on Tristan’s cock which is still sliding in and out of my throat.
Owen pauses, letting me get used to the feeling of twelve inches of man meat deep in my ass, before he slowly starts thrusting. He’s pulling his cock nearly out of my tightest hole, then ramming deep into me again and again. He wraps his hands around me and tweaks my nipples while biting lightly the top of my shoulder.
Tate slides between my legs and presses the tip of his hard cock against my pussy lips. His cock slides along my slick labia, teasing them open. I groan against Tristan’s cock and it twitches deep in my throat.
I catch the eye of the girl sitting closest to my spot in the middle of the table. Her eyes are shining and her tight blouse it unbuttoned, displaying her perky breasts barely covered by the barest strip of lace. I can see her nipples pressed into the fabric. Holding her eyes, I reach down and guide Tate’s cock into my cunt.
The woman’s eyes widen, and I watch her slide her hand up her skirt to her—I’m sure—wet cunt.
If I didn’t have a cock halfway down my throat, I would be smiling. I am enjoying putting on a show for these women. They’ve all been deliciously fucked by these Alpha men, so I know they know exactly what I am feeling right now. I love that I am able to turn them on by showing off exactly how much cock I can take at a time.
Ford and Ethan come to either side of me, and I try to wrap a hand around each of their swollen cocks. They are too thick for me to get my hand all the way around, but I trace the veins and try. I’m stroking their cocks at the same time all my holes are gloriously filled with cocks.
Looking around, I can see that the men not currently fucking me are stroking their own cocks, and the women around us watching are in various stages of undressing and teasing themselves.
Kelly’s wrap dress has been untied, and I can see her satin bra matches the scrap of thong I could see before. The one I think is Beth, has come away from the door and with one hand is pinching Kelly’s nipple and her own clit with the other.
I’m about to come again, I can feel my pussy starting to tighten around Tate when he pulls away, Owen and Tristan too. They are replaced by Theo, Finn and Sean, respectively.
I gasp, and I am filled again. I relish the feeling and the new taste of Sean’s precum. They fuck me until I am just on the edge of coming again. I let out a mildly frustrated sigh when they pull away to be replaced by Simon, Easton, and Ford.
They seem to be in a conspiracy to drive me to the brink of orgasm, then change places. I throw myself into the new arrangement.
Simon and Easton thrust deep into me, again and again. I can feel their cocks hitting either side of my g-spot at the same time. Ford’s precum is flooding my mouth and I can feel he’s as close to the edge as I am.
I’m trying to keep my mouth on his sweet cock when it’s pulled out and replaced by Nico’s. I can still taste myself on Nico’s cock while Ethan is filling my cunt and Ty rams his twelve-inch monster deep into my ass.
My pussy’s throbbing uncontrollably. My clit’s grinding against Ethan’s pubic bone as he thrusts balls-deep into me. I can’t handle them switching again. I need to come.
Hands are on my breasts again, and a hand slides between Ethan and me, flicking my swollen clit. My world is full of hands caressing my body, and cocks filling my holes. I can feel myself building towards another orgasm. I think the guys are going to let me come this time, but I get a better idea.
I pull my mouth away from Nico’s cock and grab Ethan’s shoulders.
“I want you to cover me in cum.” I shout to the men. Ty and Ethan slip their throbbing cocks barely holding back from exploding in my pulsing pussy and tight asshole.
I lay back on the table, legs spread and fingers furiously fucking my cunt. I can see that Beth is now between Kelly’s legs and I mimic what I imagine her tongue is doing on my own clit.
The twelve men surround me and stroke their throbbing cocks. Just as I push myself over the edge, my pussy clamping down on my own hand, squirting pussy juice onto the expensive conference table, twelve cocks explode.
Jets of hot sticky cum hit me from all sides. I open my mouth and try to catch as much I can. Their cum mixes on my tongue and coats my naked body.
They stand over me, cocks still in hand, the last drops flying onto my drenched body. I slide my hand from my spasming cunt dripping with my juices. I drag my dripping hand up my cum-soaked body, mixing their cum and my own.
I scoop up two fingers full, and pop them into my mouth. We taste so good together. I close my eyes and enjoy the hot sticky mess on my tongue.
I stand up, still dripping, and my fingers trace the same path again: dipping into my pussy then up my belly and breasts, catching the combined cum of the hottest men I have ever met.
I cross the table and kneel down in front of Kelly. She has just stopped shaking from Beth’s tonguing her wet slit. I offer my fingers to her. She opens her full lips and I slide my fingers into her mouth.
She twirls her tongue around my fingers, staring into my eyes the whole time. I feel her swallow our cum, then her sharp teeth close on my finger.
“Thank you, ladies, that will be all. Please see me later if you have any feedback.” I say still holding Kelly’s gaze. She smiles at me as I pull away.
Chapter 33
Alyssa
The electronic tone of Beethoven's Fifth pierces the sexual tension in the room. Kelly and the other assistants gathered their shed clothing and headed out the door. Twenty-four pairs of eyes shift to my trench coat still on the floor.
My phone. That would be Homer’s ring tone. I don’t want to answer that right now. I’m not sure I ever want to answer that. The ring fades out and I realize that I was holding my breath. Kelly and Nico are both looking at me when the familiar tone starts again.
I feel like I am trapped in their gaze. My hands flutter to cover my breasts and my still-dripping pussy. I feel vulnerable all of a sudden. The tone fades out again. I look around. No one is looking at my coat now; they are all looking at me.
The women finish gathering their clothes and are filing out of the room, dressing themselves, when the phone chimes to life for the third time. Kelly isn’t moving. She looks at Nico. I turn to look at him and he nods. When I turn back, Kelly is holding my coat out to me.
I look at it like it might be a venomous snake. I don’t reach for the ringing jacket. The phone is silent again. Kelly places the coat on the table in front of me. Less than a minute ago, she was sucking cum off my fingers in that very spot. I feel cold.
DUM DUM DUM DUM booms out from the pocket for the fourth time. I gulp. Nico is behind me and reaches over my shoulder. He pulls my phone from the pocket and puts in on the table behind me.
The phone quiets, and I climb down from the table. The other men have already done it except Nico.He is standing over my phone in all his naked glory. His cock is half-hard already. The others start slipping into their pants, but Nico just stands there looking at me.
The phone starts up again, vibrating and singing out the ring tone I am seriously regretting picking for Homer. ‘Homer FDA’ blinks on the screen. Nico looks down at it as everyone else continues to stare at me. I pick up my trench coat from the table and wrap it around myself. I can’t do this naked. I would rather not do this at all but naked and dripping in cum is a step too far.
The ringing stops again. The men around the room look at me quizzically. I can’t ignore it again. I don’t want to answer it in here, but I also don’t want them to know that I don’t want to answer it here. Nico sits down on the table. The phone is between us. Suddenly the phone is everything that could be between us. It rings again. He raises an eyebrow. I have to do this.
“Hello,” I say, picking it up.
“Where the hell have you been?” Homer shouts into my ear. I know that the guys closest to me can hear. Homer is so loud I can’t even turn the volume
down. I close my eyes. I can’t watch.
“I have been calling and calling you. What is happening over at True Love, Alyssa?” Fuck, he is so loud. I open my eyes and see Nico. He looks confused and a little sad. I think we’re all trying to forget why I was really here. I am the enemy.
The FDA is only the latest in many attempts to shut them down. They have been after these guys for months. I don’t want to have this conversation here.
“Nothing is happening, Homer. I’ll–”
“What!” I didn’t think he could get louder but he manages. Nico jumps a little. “This is the ninth day you have been there, Alyssa. What the fuck are we paying you for? I thought you were good at this.”
I flinch. I am good at this. I have just let myself get distracted. Tate is beside me now, putting a hand on my shoulder. I look over at him, and he is concerned. He doesn’t like hearing Homer yelling at me. My stomach sinks into my feet. I feel even worse with his gentle support.
“I’ll get you a report soon,” I manage to say, shrugging Tate’s hand off my shoulder and looking down. I stare at my bare feet, wishing I was home in my own apartment. I can’t do this in front of them.
“Three days ago you told me you were hot on the trail of their fucking breakthrough formula. I gave you three days more than I would have given anyone else because someone is breathing down my boss’ neck to shut these pricks down. Get me that report tomorrow, Alyssa. Tomorrow or you are finished. I will cancel your pretty little contract and you can go find some scummy little research job. Maybe True Love will accept your resume. I hope they do because then, I would get to toss you out all over again when we shut their shit down.” I feel a tear fall down my cheek and splash onto my foot.
“Got it, Homer” I try to make my voice light. “Report tomorrow condemning True Love or my ass is grass. Pleasure talking to you.”
I hit the button and end the call. I miss flip phones. It would have been so much more satisfying to flip the phone shut. Or better yet, slam it back down. There are just some things smart phones aren’t as good at.
I stand there for what seems like hours, my head down, trying to control my breathing. The men wait. They are watching me.
All of a sudden, the sides are clear again. We did such a good job of forgetting. I forgot they were the big bad corporation out to crush the competition and dominate the world, starting with the perfume industry. They forgot I was the government flunky looking for chinks in their armor to tumble them from their capitalist pedestal.
I have to tell them. I have to tell them I found one. Their formula is completely new and unproven. The FDA could, if it wanted, wrap them up for months in additional testing and licensing. Not to mention the fact that the formula would have to be made public.
I finally look up. Nico’s face is blank. I know they are all struggling with this phone call crashing into the little world we have built. Now they aren’t sure if they should comfort me because Homer was mean to me or show me the door to protect themselves and their business. The room seems split about six to six, but the sides keep changing. No one seems to be able to make up their minds.
I look around at all of them and take a deep breath. A shiver runs up my spine. “You all heard?” They nod.
“We all knew why I was here. We pretended really well, especially after I tried your new signature scent. But we can’t pretend anymore.” My voice catches. I don’t want this.
“Three days ago, you gave me a full tour of the True Love facilities.”
They nod. Simon scowls. He remembers taking me on the tour. He showed me everything, and we had such a good time trying out the new scent with Sean and Tristan. I close my eyes again. I want to hold on to that, but I have to tell them everything.
“I found the formula.” They gasp in unison. “I haven’t done anything with it yet, but I have it. It’s at my apartment right now.”
“Fuck” someone says under his breath. I can’t tell who it was since it was so soft. I keep my eyes closed. I can’t face them.
“So, now you know. I have the formula and my whole future rides on turning it in tomorrow. I am an FDA consultant, and no matter what that man says, I am good at my job.” Tears fall from my closed eyes; they run down my face.
I trembled. I feel cold and hot at the same time. I never wanted to say this to them. I had done such a good job of pushing this aside. I almost forgot why I was here. I really did lose myself in True Love. I don’t know what is going to happen next.
I open my eyes; no one is looking at me.
“I think you should go,” Nico finally says. He still isn’t looking at me. His eyes are fixed on the mirror on the wall. I look in the mirror and catch the reflection of his gaze. We stare at each other for a long time.
Finally, I turn and walk out the door.
Chapter 34
Tate
Owen’s called a meeting first thing this morning. I slink into the big conference room as soon as I get in. My eleven best friends are already seated around the conference table.
I close the door behind me and take the open seat closest to the it.
“Nice of you to join us, Tate,” whispers Sean as I slide into the leather chair. I scowl at him, and he shuts up. The mood in the room is heavy.
There was a time when a meeting with just the twelve of us would be a lot of fun. Twelve powerful men discussing the future of a powerful company and twelve grateful assistants under the table gagging on our cocks.
I thought then that nothing could make a man feel more powerful than that. I thought that the submission of a lovely young girl was all I needed to get off. I thought getting off was enough.
Now I know better. Now I have met Alyssa. Nothing will ever be the same.
Alyssa isn’t here. This is the second time since we met her that we have gotten together to discuss her without inviting her.
I hate that we have to have this meeting. I wanted to trust her.
The room is quiet. No one wants to be the first to speak.
We sit, the silence dragging out. Twelve powerful men, with more money than we know what to do with, brought to our knees by the love of a woman. We sit together, missing her and not knowing what to do about it.
The phone at the head of the table chimes. One of the assistants, new girl, I didn’t catch her name, cuts through the quiet. “Excuse me, sirs. Alyssa Morrow is here. She is on her way in.” The phone clicks off just as the door opens.
“I didn’t want you to stop me.” Alyssa’s soft voice lightens my heart. Her being here is a balm to the pain she caused.
My back is to her, but I can see the light in the eyes of the men across the table from me. I take a deep breath before turning my chair to face her.
She is stunning. Every time I see her, I am hit with how incredible she is. Her dress is red, clinging to her curves.
She turns to close the large door behind her, and I see it buttons all the way down the back. I want to unbutton her. I want to watch her come undone as the fabric falls away from her gorgeous body.
My cock twitches.
She turns back to face all of us. I am closest to her. Behind me, I can hear a couple of the guys stand, but I wait.
As much as I want her, and do I ever want her, she betrayed us. I struggle because in the short time I have known her, I have fallen hard for her. I was ready to share my whole life with her—we all were.
Now I just don’t know. I wait to hear what she has to say.
“You know I found the formula four days ago,” she begins. Her voice is strained. She looks around the room, not wanting to look any one of us in the eye for long.
She steps a little further into the room. She is an arm’s length from me. I almost want to sweep her into my arms and find a way through this together, but I know she has rehearsed what she wants to say, and I want to listen to her.
“I’m sorry I lied to you. I wasn't thinking. I took the formula as a part of my job, but the rest … that was all me.”
; I think back to the first day we met. Most FDA consultants don’t masturbate in front of a mirror when investigating a perfume company.
I’ve always known it was her. And then the restaurant, fuck!
“I didn’t want to stop seeing you. You have all been so incredible. I haven’t passed this along yet.” She takes a copy of the formula for our soon-to-be signature scent out of her jacket pocket and holds it out to me.
I lean forward, reach out, and take it. Our fingers brush, and she closes her eyes for a moment, sighing.
I control my face, just barely. I know I look stern right now.
As glad as I am to be the one closest to her, I wish it was Easton. He is better at comforting. Me, I’m hurt, but I want her. It translates to a kind of pissed off face.
She must think I hate her, when in reality it is exactly the opposite.
“I don’t want to hurt any of you. I don’t know what to do. All I can say is, I … like you. All of you, and I am truly sorry.” Her voice catches on the word like, and my heart thrills.
I can’t help but think her stumble means something more. I want to finish that sentence for her. Love, I feel it, and I’m sure the others agree.
Whatever happens next, I think we can get through it.
Alyssa looks small and vulnerable standing before us. The men who stood have taken their seats again. I turn my chair slowly and look at my friends.
A whole range of emotions is displayed around this table, but under it all is passion. We love Alyssa. We want Alyssa.
Whatever happens with the formula, we will deal with it. Right now, I want to bring her back to us. And looking around the table, the other eleven agree with me.
I catch Owen’s eye. He called this meeting; protocol calls for him to deal with this, but I want it.
I have the copy of the formula, she is standing closest to me, and I have a wicked idea. I raise an eyebrow at him and he nods. He will let me have my fun.