Then he stood up.
"Let's make this easier," he said, and in one quick move, he stripped down to his underwear. He flexed a little, showing off his toned body, making me bite my lip.
The air in the room grew thicker, heavier with their strong, masculine scents.
They were all huge, powerful alpha males, and seeing their readiness, their raw desire, made the ache between my legs almost too much to bear.
Each one had a unique smell: Ace like fresh pine, Ash like earth after rain, mixing into something intoxicating.
Their boxer briefs strained against thick, heavy bulges, all at full length and width. The outlines looked intimidating, promising a stretch that seemed almost impossible. I stared, my mouth dry, imagining how each one would feel when they took me.
Ash was the first to go all the way. He dropped his pants and boxers to the floor, and my eyes widened without meaning to.
