Rey's grip on Poe tightened, her flush creeping over her neck and down her chest. Finn said he was enjoying himself, but part of Rey wanted to still do more for him and for Poe. She was so used to doing things for others, and when it came to people doing things for her, it was a struggle to simply let it happen. However, there was literally nothing she could do. She wasn't going to fight against the pleasure that was building and growing inside of her, even as she peppered Poe's neck with more bites.

"Yes....yes..." she murmured in a breathy voice, body on the verge of that pleasure, that bliss. Finn's sinful tongue making her whimper, and those digits pumping in and out of her.

Poe managed to time that bite just right. Pain blossomed on her shoulder and would leave a mark, but Rey didn't care. She'd wear those marks with pride, showing she was loved and cared for by her husbands. The pain coupled with the pleasure was enough to send her over the edge. Her walls hugging Finn's fingers as a cry left her lips. Bliss and ecstasy crashing down on her petite form.

One down, four to go.