Chapter 20 Bliss had found a friend, and she'd been happier than ever lately. Not that she hadn't been happy around us, but seeing her hang out with Tia made it pretty clear that a real friend, someone outside the family, was something she'd been needing for a while now. Over the past week, Tia had come over three different times, and Bliss had gone to Tyler's place twice to hang out with her. Dash and Rhys had gone with her both times, which I appreciated. I trusted Tia, but still, it was good to have someone there just in case. Tonight, though, Bliss was all ours again. We were still working on the barn renovations, and even though we'd made decent progress, it wasn't ready yet. That meant we were still hanging out in the basement. Which was fine for now. But I was looking forward to having more privacy again, especially for the kind of things I wanted to do with Bliss. Things that weren't exactly basement-appropriate with Dad and Odin just upstairs. It was late, probably around eleven, and we were all lounging on the couches watching some random show on TV. The basement had gotten warmer the past few days, but with the AC running, it was manageable. Still, none of us were wearing much. Just shorts. Bliss had on nothing but a big shirt and panties. She was lying low on the couch, her head resting on the backrest, her legs stretched out and her ankles crossed on the coffee table. Dash sat beside her, gently tracing his fingers along her arm, clearly not paying much attention to the screen. She wasn't either. Her eyes were on the TV, but it didn't seem like anything was really holding her focus. Ashby was across from me, and when I looked over at him, he gave me a look that said, "Well? Are we doing this or not?" We'd talked earlier about a little plan we had in mind. Something new. Something we weren't totally sure we should go through with. But then again, nothing we'd done with Bliss had ever been "a good idea." And still, we kept doing it. Because she wanted it just as much as we did. That was always the deal. She was in control. She knew her limits. If anything felt like too much, she'd speak up, and we'd stop. No questions asked. Her consent meant everything to us. Ashby rolled his eyes at me, looking annoyed. He probably thought I was chickening out. Maybe I was a little. But then I looked at Bliss again, still stretched out comfortably between Dash and the edge of the couch, still completely relaxed with us, and I felt more certain. She could handle this. Hell, she'd probably enjoy it. I gave Ashby a nod. He grinned and grabbed the remote and his laptop. Nobody said a word when the TV went black for a second. Then his laptop screen showed up, mirrored onto the TV. A porn site popped up, and he typed something into the search bar before clicking the first video, and suddenly there was a woman on her knees, surrounded by eight guys. They were all stroking their dicks while she looked up at them with a hungry smile, clearly eager for what was coming. Still, no one said anything. Until Dash finally broke the silence. "What's this now?" "Shh," Rhys said, shooting him a look. "Just watch." I wasn't looking at the screen. I was watching Bliss. Her eyes were glued to the TV, a slight uncertainty in them, but mostly curiosity. Her lips were parted, her breathing slow and steady. She was into it, taking it in, watching the woman on screen open her mouth to take the first cock. Ashby and Rhys were watching her too. Rhys, sitting next to me, had his hand resting over his crotch, rubbing himself slowly. He wasn't even pretending to pay attention to the porn. His eyes were on Bliss the whole time, watching how she reacted. Dash sighed loudly. "Is this really necessary?" Ashby didn't even look at him. "What's your problem, man? It's not like you've never watched porn before." Dash shot back, "Yeah, but she maybe hasn't." "I have, actually," Bliss said calmly, glancing at Dash with a small smile. "It's fine. I like it." "See? Now shut your mouth and watch," Ashby said. I gave Ashby a warning glare. I didn't want them to start fighting again. Dash was still overprotective, which wasn't a bad thing, but he needed to ease up a little. Bliss was with all of us now. She was safe. She was fine. And she clearly didn't mind what was happening. Dash leaned in closer to Bliss and whispered something in her ear, his eyes still locked on mine. Whatever he said made her smile. She glanced around the room, taking us all in. Then she looked back at the screen. The video had progressed. The woman was now working two cocks at once while another guy laid beneath her, licking her pussy. I usually preferred one-on-one scenes, but this...this was fine also. And interesting. Probably because Ashby and I had something similar in mind. With Bliss in the center. Rhys was still stroking himself, and I couldn't help but start touching myself too. My dick was getting harder by the second. "Lissy," Rhys said softly. She turned to him. "Hmm?" "You getting the hint here?" She tilted her head, thoughtful. "I don't know..." Then she looked at the TV again. "You want to do that with me?" "Smart girl," Rhys said, smirking. Dash muttered something under his breath, then said louder, "Aren't we moving a little fast here?" I decided to jump in. Sitting forward, I rested my elbows on my knees and clasped my hands. "Dash, I get it. I know you're just trying to protect her. But we've already done things, crossed a few lines. And she's always been the one leading. We leave everything up to her." Dash didn't say anything right away. He just stared at me with that deep frown of his, then looked at Bliss. She smiled at him, placed a hand on his arm. "It's okay, Dash. I don't mind this." "You sure?" "Yes, I'm sure. Like he said...I'm in control. I know what I want. And this is exciting." She nodded toward the TV. "You heard her," Ashby said, smug. Dash glared at him, then turned back to Bliss. A moment later, something shifted in him. He grabbed Bliss's jaw, pulled her in, and kissed her hard. I laughed a little. He was making a statement. Marking his place. Making sure we all remembered who had her heart first. "We get it," Ashby said, rolling his eyes. The video kept playing, and after Dash pulled back, Rhys asked, "You wanna feel like that girl on the screen?" Bliss looked at the TV, then shrugged. "Sure." She said it so casually, I couldn't help but grin. "I need you to be very sure," I said, raising an eyebrow. "I am sure." That was all we needed. We stood up one by one. I reached out my hand to her. She put hers in mine, and I pulled her gently to her feet. Standing in front of me, she looked up at me with wide eyes, and so much wonder in them. I brushed back a loose strand of hair and placed my other hand on her waist. "Get on your knees, baby." She knelt slowly, eyes still locked on mine. Everything she did was better than anything I'd ever seen in porn. Once she was kneeling, I placed my hand at the back of her head, guiding her toward me until her mouth pressed against my cock through my shorts. Her breath was hot, her lips slightly open. "You're gonna take all our cocks. One by one. Make us come. That's what you want, right?" She nodded slowly, her tongue pressing against the outline of my length. "Good girl." Ashby was already right next to me, dick out and fully hard, hovering just inches from Bliss's face. She glanced up, her eyes flicking between the two of us, like she was either waiting for direction or just eager to keep going. Maybe both. Either way, I didn't keep her waiting. I pushed my shorts down and let my cock spring free, the head landing just in front of her mouth. She didn't hesitate. She reached up, wrapped her fingers around the base, and tilted her head to line herself up. Then she took me in, slowly, like she wanted to savor every second of it. The first few inches slid past her lips, her tongue moving against me. It felt hot, slick, and controlled. She made this quiet sound in her throat, something between a hum and a whimper, and it almost undid me right then. I gripped her hair to keep her close. I didn't want to force her, but I didn't want her going anywhere either. Ashby was less patient. He bumped his cock against her cheek in a teasing way. "Don't forget about me, sweetheart." She pulled off of me with a slick sound, a line of spit connecting her lip to the tip of my cock. Then she turned to Ashby and opened her mouth wider, letting him guide himself in. I watched as her lips sealed tight around him, her jaw adjusting to take him in deeper. "Goddamn," Ashby muttered. He had that smug look he always wore, only this time it was probably justified. Bliss worked him slow and steady, hand still stroking me at the same time, wrist flicking just right. She didn't miss a beat, and she put that pornstar on the TV to shame. After a few seconds, she came back to me, her mouth warm and hungry as she took me even deeper this time. Her throat flexed around me as I hit the back, and then she pushed through it, taking more. I had to bite down hard on a groan. I looked around briefly. Rhys had his cock out, stroking himself openly, eyes locked on Bliss like he was starving. Dash was still on the couch, arms resting on his knees, but the intensity in his stare was borderline dangerous. I thought he might sit this out. But then he stood, stepped closer, and lowered himself beside her. He touched her chin gently, waiting until she looked up at him. She did, with my cock still in her mouth, cheeks hollowed, eyes flicking to Dash with this look of complete, unshakable devotion. "Come on, baby," Dash said quietly. "Don't leave me out." She let me slip free from her mouth with a wet pop, turned toward Dash without hesitation, and opened up again. He slid in, and she took him fast, as if she was making up for lost time. Meanwhile, her hands stayed busy. One on me, the other now trailing over Ashby's thigh. Her rhythm never faltered. She was a damn pro. She was fully into it now. You could see it in the way she gripped Dash's hips tighter, the way she moaned around his length, especially when he pushed deep enough to hit the back of her throat. The way she moved from one of us to the next, giving each of us her full attention was so damn graceful. Rhys was the last to step in. He came closer, cupped the back of her head, and Dash eased out so she could turn to him. She didn't rush it this time. Instead, she ran her tongue slowly along his shaft from the bottom all the way to the tip, deliberate and thorough. Then she wrapped her lips around the head, sucking him in, her tongue swirling over that sensitive ridge. Rhys shuddered and let out a breath, his hand tightening in her hair. After that, it was like we fell into a rhythm. We took turns, passing her back and forth, one after the other. She never stopped moving, never slowed down, her mouth switching from cock to cock like she was made for this. Sometimes two of us crowded in at once, and she'd do her best to take both with her lips stretched wide, jaw working hard, spit dripping down her chin and onto her chest. It went on like that for a while. Us taking turns, her mouth moving between us without pause, until the tension started building too high to ignore. You could feel it in the air, heavy and electric, like we were all teetering on the edge at the same time. Eventually, none of us could hold back anymore. Bliss settled down in the center of the room, kneeling with her knees spread slightly apart, her spine straight, her hands resting on her thighs. Her head tilted back just enough, lips parted, tongue out, eyes watching us. She knew what was coming, and she wanted it. We stood around her, cocks in hand, each of us working ourselves up to that final moment. There was no shame in it, and she'd take it with no hesitation. The sounds of our fists stroking, breaths getting louder, grunts and low curses filled the room as the pressure reached its peak. One by one, we lost it. Hot streaks of cum landed across her face, her cheeks, her tongue, her chest. It went everywhere. She didn't flinch. Just moaned softly, like she could feel it inside her even though we weren't fucking her. Her eyes fluttered shut, her body trembling just a little, like the release itself got her off. She looked completely wrecked and totally blissed out, covered in all of us, and clearly loving every second of it. The attention, the mess, the fact that we all came for her, on her. And judging by the groans and sharp exhales coming from each of us, it hit just as hard for us. Maybe even harder. 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