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Squealing as she's suddenly lifted off of her feet, Lyla wraps her legs around Jungkook's waist and her arms around his neck for stability. Holding onto him tightly as he follows behind the other two guys up to her bedroom, her expression transitions from elated to a more blissful appearance as she feels JK's enticing bulge pressing onto her barely-clothed core and his soft pink lips placing open-mouthed kisses along her neck.

Every step closer to her bedroom door makes her stomach flip. Her skin becomes supple with anticipation of what's to come and the sound of her three boyfriend's uneven breaths tells her that they are just as equally nervous and excited as she is.

Taehyung twists the doorknob and slowly steps inside, swallowing thickly as Jimin files in after him with Jungkook and Lyla right behind. Only the moonlight guides them to their destination, leading the way to the canopy-covered mattress. He locks a lustful gaze with his girlfriend as JK gently sets her down on the bed, continuing to kiss down her body in a way that's both sensual and soothing to both he and Lyla.

Sure, they've had foursomes before, but this time was... different. This time, he was looking at the woman he loves; the same woman who is in love with each one of them, and tonight just felt more meaningful than the senseless times before. But one thing was for certain, every single one of them wanted this moment to be one none of them would forget.

Taehyung watches Jimin climb onto the bed beside her, lustfully capturing her lips while his hand cups her full breast with his thumb rubbing leisurely circles around her nipple. Adjusting his stance as a wave of ecstasy pulsates throughout him from head-to-toe causing the tiniest hairs all over his body to stand at attention, Tae licks his lips and just observes the three of them working themselves into a frenzy. It was a scene so erotic he felt like he was having some sort of an out-of-body experience.

"Tae," Lyla whimpers his name as she stares back at him while Jungkook sucks onto her inner thigh, bringing him out of the trance he was stuck in.

Stalking toward her, the lead singer pulls his shirt over his head with one arm and discards it on the floor, only breaking eye contact with her for a split second when the fabric slid over his line of vision. His thumb and index finger grip her chin, forcing her to look at him before he presses his lips to hers, stealing her breath away with each caress of his skilled tongue.

Lyla's head spins with the euphoric intensity simply from being desired and cherished by these three men at once. With JK leaving his marks enticingly close to her core, Jimin slowly licks her erect nipple while his fingertips glide over the smooth skin of her torso and teasingly along her thigh where he helps her stay spread open for his bandmate. Taehyung continues to kiss her passionately before moving to her ear, taking her lobe between his teeth as the deep rumble of his moans for his appreciation of her echoes in her mind.

Lifting up to gauge her reaction, Jungkook licks his slightly swollen lips as the situation plays out. Lyla's slim yet curvaceous body lay before him, her arousal evident by the glisten coming through her sheer panties. Her back arched as the two alluring men lick stripes across her neck and chest and her long brunette hair flowed over the mattress like a halo.

She was the embodiment of sensuality.

Reaching up, JK tucks his fingers underneath the edge of her thong and locks his lustful gaze with her, waiting for her permission. With flushed cheeks, Lyla keeps her eyes on his as she lifts her hips just enough to give him her approval, moaning deliciously as Jimin's index begins rubbing circles over her exposed clit.

"You sound so sexy," Taehyung whispers as he looks at her while Jimin continues to arouse her and JK pulls the fabric away from her legs. Cupping her face, he silently commands her attention, "Are you okay?"

Nodding, she confirms without speaking the words, but he needed more validation than that. Her heart and mind were too precious to him and he felt it was their duty to be sure she was taken care of in every conceivable way.

"I need you to tell me, baby. Are you okay?" he reiterates while smoothing out her brow with his thumb.

"I'm okay," she breathily replies just before a strangled moan escapes her as Jungkook slides two fingers into her entrance when he overhears her declaration while Jimin keeps rubbing circles over her sensitive bud.

"Good girl," Tae smirks as he presses a seductive kiss to her temple that makes her body prickle with goosebumps.

Leaning down, JK keeps his deliberate rhythm as he presses his lips to hers, taking turns with Taehyung. His brow knits as she lets out a greedy moan while his fingers caress the rigid spot deep within her walls that make her clench around him involuntarily and Jimin hums as she becomes wetter and wetter beneath his fingertips. The erotic sounds each of them makes only aiding to their eagerness, edging them to keep going.

Palming Tae's erection through his jeans, Lyla deepens Jungkook's kiss making the guitarist let out a needy sound that causes the others to do the same. Turning her head to claim Jimin's pink pout, she moves her hand up to begin working at the button of Taehyung's pants, only to be met with his fingertips as he takes over for her.

Feeling like she's ready for more with every nerve-ending in her body at full attention, she sits up, forcing Jungkook and Jimin to remove their hands from between her thighs. Sliding up to the edge of the bed, Lyla keeps her eyes on Jungkook as he lifts his fingers to his lips and licks them clean, smirking in approval as his eyes shut in pure bliss at the taste of her on his tongue.

Dropping to her knees, the guitarist watches her unzip his jeans and begin to lower them past his muscular thighs. Her lips press onto his erection barely concealed by the black cotton fabric of his boxer briefs while her fingers grip the waistband. Slowly pulling them down while he removes his shirt, Lyla stares at the way his defined abs flex and golden complexion shimmers. Grabbing his rock-hard dick, JK steps out of the remainder of his clothes and looks down at their girlfriend, allowing her the opportunity to call all of the shots tonight.

Jimin removes his own shirt, feeling restrained against the fabric as his heart beats rapidly in his chest. Taking her hair into his hand in the form of a loose ponytail, he leans up to her ear to whisper to her while looking up at Jungkook, "Open your mouth."

Doing as she's told, she parts her lips and slips out her tongue as she stares up at the guitarist. Stroking himself, he takes a deep breath and moans as she happily takes him to the back of her throat.

"Fuck," the three men breathe out in unison as she hallows out her cheeks each time her head is pulled back, her speed being guided by Jimin with her hair still wrapped around his hand.

Taehyung sits up and licks his lips as he watches in awe as her chin becomes coated in her own saliva. Knowing how good it felt to be inside of her mouth, he massages his own barely clothed length, impatiently waiting to feel how JK feels at this moment. Biting down on his lip as he observes the guitarist thrust so deeply that she begins to gag and pulls out completely as watches as she catches her breath, the four of them moan in a salacious harmony.

Standing up, Jimin keeps hold of her hair, directing her to stand with him. Releasing his grip, he cups her jaw and presses his lips to hers, holding his body close to her warm frame. Jungkook lays down on the bed, partially sitting up with his back to the tufted headboard and surrounded by fluffy pillows while Taehyung sits on his knees, reaching out for Lyla's hand.

Upon feeling his fingertips, Lyla turns to see Taehyung chewing on his bottom lip with his eyes lowered. That slight telepathy they seem to share kicks in as Lyla crawls back onto the bed, giving Jimin and Jungkook a good view of her smooth round ass and slickened pink folds as they each grab a handful, smacking the skin lightly between each knead of the pliant flesh.

Lyla reaches under Tae's waistband of his boxer briefs and grabs hold of his throbbing dick, watching as he shivers underneath her touch. Her strokes are deliberate with her focus solely on him and he flexes into her palm, begging for more.

"You want me?" she seductively whispers, knowing that not only does she have his full attention but the attention of the other two as well.

Nodding, the lead singer adjusts his position so that his knees are bent beside her head, "Please."

Smirking, she glances over her shoulder at the bassist and guitarist watching her as if she owned their souls. Pulling out Taehyung's length, she dips her head down and engulfs him as far as her throat would allow making him lull his head back in utter satisfaction. With Jimin already positioned behind her, he finishes removing the rest of his clothes and aligns himself up with her entrance. The room goes silent for a brief moment, each one of them holding their breaths as Lyla pauses sucking to peer back at Jimin, but the moment he starts to enter her, the four of them let out the most deliciously raw sounds of total desire.

Jimin rolls his hips, pushing deeper inside of her as Jungkook adjusts to lay on his side, stroking himself as he watches her take Taehyung back into her mouth. Sliding his hand underneath her body, the guitarist uses his professionally skilled fingers to rub at her clit, smiling as she starts to lose strength to hold herself up on her elbows and knees.

Her moans increase in volume, gargled by the sloppy sound of her pleasuring Tae and the slapping sound of Jimin's hips hitting against her ass that bounces in tune with his thrusts. Pulling off of Tae to catch her breath, she's soon met with Jungkook's lips as he continues to massage her sensitive bud.

Pulling out of her, Jimin smacks her ass hard enough to cause her to yelp and JK takes the opportunity to grab onto her waist as he scoots himself back against the headboard once again, never once breaking their kiss, and silently instructing her to straddle him. Her extremely wet walls sink down over him as his hands grip tighter onto her ass, holding her as close to him as possible as they both moan loudly in ecstasy. Jimin wraps a hand around her neck causing her to arch her back as JK starts to slowly grind, making love to her as if it was just them two.

"Does that feel good, baby?" Jimin asks as he stares into her chestnut eyes, "You like the way he fucks you?"

Nodding, she licks her lips, "I do."

At those words, Jungkook picks up the pace, fucking her a bit faster but being deliberate with his movements.

Taehyung leans forward, licking slow circles over the pebbled dark pink flesh of her breasts, biting down gently as the noises she makes encourage him.

"And do you like the way his tongue feels?" Jimin groans as he watches the others please her, getting his own pleasure off of that alone.

"Yes," she whines and gasps as the bassist grips onto the lead singer's hair, directing his bandmate toward her sex.

Looking up at her, Taehyung runs his tongue over her clit with Jungkook still buried deep inside of her. Her strength seems to diminish from her body at the feeling of being pleasured in such a way and Jimin moves to sit behind her as she relaxes onto his chest. His hands glide up her side as he cups her full breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples as he sucks onto the sensitive spot of her neck.

Jungkook pushes Taehyung's overgrown hair out of his face, taking the strands in between his tattooed fingers as he feels Lyla's walls clench around his dick. The sight of him and Lyla connected while Tae's tongue almost vibrates across her swollen bud while Jimin pinches her nipples is almost too much to handle as he thrust harder into her, feeling an overwhelming sense of accomplishment at how loud she's being.

Smiling at his bandmate, Taehyung grins back at the guitarist as they both know she's due to have her first orgasm at any given moment, and when her thighs suddenly involuntarily squeeze Jungkook tighter, Taehyung and Jimin slip away from her, giving her a moment to ride out the waves of release as her juices surround Jungkook's dick even more.

"Oh, shit," she gasps for air, as she relaxes against Jimin's body, and Jungkook rubs her thighs in a soothing fashion as her walls continue to pulsate around him.

"Lay down for us, princess," JK instructs as he sits up some more, wrapping his arm around her waist and taking her with him as he twists so that she can lay on her back.

Sliding out of her, he groans at how reactive his body feels at the loss of her warmth. Weakly gripping onto his forearm, Lyla stops him from retreating any further. "What about you?" she asks, wondering why he wasn't chasing his own demise.

Grinning down at her, he leans in and kisses her forehead, "This isn't about me. I'll get mine. Don't worry."

Feeling Taehyung's soft lips pressing against her leg, she redirects all of her attention to the lead singer who replaces Jungkook between her thighs. Knowing she's hypersensitive, he gently penetrates her, breathing deeply as he fights the natural instinct to go any faster. Pushing himself up onto his palms, he rolls his hips, relishing in the feeling of her pillow-soft sex and arousal as she cried out his name with her fingers digging into his back.

Nothing could have prepared her for the rush of sensations she was feeling tonight. The consistent touching, the mixture of three different sets of lips all over her body, their individual scents swirling around her throughout the night as they each made sure she was well taken care of; it was unfamiliar and comfortable at the same time. Strangely enough, she never felt more loved or secure.

As Taehyung straightens his posture and adjusts their position so that he continues to thrust deep inside of her, he looks into those enchanting chestnut irises that damn near break him apart within seconds. Furrowing his brow, he curses under his breath as the figurative cord keeping him together wears thin.

Reaching out for Jimin, the bassist crawls up to her side, groaning as she directs his length to her mouth while Jungkook strokes himself, enthralled by the visual. Her hand soon replaces his, causing his whole body to tense with his audial kink increasing as they all near their demise.

Tae's hips slow and his movements become more purposeful as he pulls her down with each stroke, feeling her clenching more and more letting him know that soon she'll be crashing down with him. Abruptly pulling out, he releases his seed onto her abdomen, the simple knowledge of him orgasming sending her to euphoria with Jimin doing the same right after.

Jungkook smiles down at her exhausted state, gently pushing away the hair from her face while Jimin and Taehyung each go grab a warm washcloth to clean up their collective mess. "How are you feeling?" he softly questions while they have a moment alone.

"Speechless," she breathes as her eyes, heavy with a relaxation she had never experienced before, slowly open to stare back at him.

Watching her other two boyfriends slip on their underwear and clean her up, JK places his weight on his elbow as he turns more onto his side once they've finished.

"Are you sore?" he ponders once again as his fingers graze her arm soothingly with the other two men climbing back on the bed to take a moment to come down from their high. Even though JK was aware of their presence, his focus was solely on her.

Smiling, she cutely giggles making him grin back at her, "A little. I may need a wheelchair tomorrow."

The three men all chuckle, unable to deny that they will definitely be having the honor of caring for her wellbeing in the morning.

"If you're too sore, it's okay. I'm-"

Shaking her head, she gathers the strength to move as her body slowly unwinds. Her hand presses onto his firm pectoral, forcing the guitarist onto his back with little effort as he watches her in awe while she looks at him as if he hung the stars and the moon exclusively for her. Dipping farther down, his dick twitches with excitement, and his chest rises and falls as she scans his entire frame.

Her tongue circles his angry-pink tip, his body begging for a release but he would never make her feel obligated to give him one and although the other two men watch her with all the fascination in the world, Jungkook forgets for a moment that anyone else but her exists.

A deep breathy curse whispers from his lips as he stares at his most intimate area rhythmically disappearing into her mouth. Warm and wet, the experience is so intensified it made him feel like a virgin again and when she started bobbing her head with purpose, he subconsciously began to flex his hips, fucking her mouth but she never let up.

Peering back up at him with tears gathering at the corners of her eyes, she dips down further with his hand resting on the back of her head to keep her there. A sinuous smirk pulls at the edge of his lips as she willingly obliges his wishes.

"Good girl," he hums as he removes his hold and she pulls back to catch her breath, huffing out a laugh before diving back in with his sharp jawline as he arches his back being the last thing she sees before shutting her eyes.

Taehyung flinches as JK grabs onto his leg, gripping tightly as he hardens even more inside of her mouth with her sucks becoming sloppy as she forces him to submit to her. His salty-sweet elixir leaks from his slit, leaving traces on her tongue as he starts to be more and more vocal.

"That's it, Lyla," Jimin suddenly coaches, an obvious proud grin on his face. "Are you gonna come for her, JK?"

"Fuck yes," the guitarist answers through a strangled groan, bucking his hips faster as he feels his stomach tighten with the first signs of his own orgasm. The dirty talk between the two men encouraged her even more.

A string of curses leaves Jungkook as Lyla takes him as deep as possible once again and holds her position. Looking down at her with a surprised expression, he quickly realizes that she has no intention of letting up. Unable to hold back, he spills down her waiting throat, shutting his eyes in utter bliss as she moans at the taste of his release.

"Beautiful," Jimin whispers as Lyla eventually pulls away and lays her head down on Jungkook's abdomen.

Taehyung turns onto his side while Jimin does the same, sandwiching in Lyla and Jungkook. Taehyung caresses her back, drawing invisible shapes over her soft humid skin while Jimin runs his fingertips up and down her arm with everyone's eyes shut as they focus on the meditative sound of their breathing.

"I love you," Lyla sleepily whispers.

"I love you, too," all three men mumble in return, lazy smiles forming on all four of their faces.

"I'm glad there was no question as to who I was speaking to," Lyla softly chuckles as she readjusts her position to lay between Jungkook and Tae before reaching over to intertwine her fingers with Jimin and allowing the remainder of the night to whisk them away.

Sealing in a promise to spend the next year together.