28. Penelope
Chapter 28
Penelope
Dominic’s lips touch mine, and it’s like immediately being dunked in cool, crisp water after burning up for so long.
Relief sparks over me, and I moan gratefully, leaning up into the kiss as much as I can. I wrap one arm around him, and my other hand fists in the front of his shirt, trying to drag him in closer until there’s no space between us.
I kiss him back, and there’s no self-consciousness to it at all. I’m too far gone for that now. All there is is hunger and desperation, driving me to get more, more, more.
There’s another pair of hands on me then, smoothing back my hair from my face and caressing the side of my neck. Lips touch my feverish skin, and I don’t even need to look to know that it’s Xavier.
I can smell him, his fresh scent cutting through some of the cloying need that’s been pressing down on me since they left this morning.
Dominic pulls back, leaving just enough space for Xavier to fill it, so he can kiss me too.
His lips are soft and warm, and he kisses with less intensity than Dominic, but no lack of feeling.
Their hands roam over my body, Xavier holding me steady while Dominic’s large palms slide up my stomach and under my shirt.
I hadn’t had a chance to get dressed before all this hit me, so I’m not wearing a bra. Dominic’s hands find my breasts and heft them, and he squeezes lightly. Just enough to send shivers of feeling rushing through me.
I arch against his touch, pushing more into Xavier’s kiss, and it feels so good.
So much better than what I was doing before, but it’s not enough. Not yet. It helps, but I need more. More, more, more.
“Please,” I gasp, breaking away from the kiss. “Please, fuck me. Please. I’m so empty, and I need you.”
I don’t even know which one of them I’m talking to right now. Any of them. They’re all there, even Tristan in the doorway, and any of them can help with this burning ache inside me.
Xavier and Dominic exchange a look over my head, and I can’t see what their expressions are. I don’t even really care in this moment.
“Are you sure?” Xavier asks. “This doesn’t have to change anything. I know the boundaries we put in place around this whole thing. We won’t ask you for more than you can give. For more than you want to give,” he emphasizes, like that part is important. “But if you want us, we’ll take care of you.”
I nod, feeling delirious from how badly I want them right now. He has no idea. “I do,” I pant. “I do want you. Please.”
Xavier growls deep in his throat, and the sound just makes my clit throb even more.
“Thank fuck,” he says. “Because your scent is killing me right now. You have no fucking idea how good you smell.”
He skims his nose over my neck, like he wants to inhale as much of that scent as he can. His own scent acts like a balm for my shattered nerves, but the way his lips touch my neck just amps me up even more.
Dominic puts two fingers under my chin and turns my face to his in one move. He leans down and captures my lips again, this time with more intention.
He was barely holding himself back before, but now there are no restraints on him at all. He nips at my bottom lip and presses his tongue into my mouth when I gasp. He kisses like he wants to lay a claim, like he wants to devour me from the inside out, and I melt into his arms, eager to let him.
After a bit of that, he passes me to Xavier, who takes his turn, kissing me a few times in quick succession. Each time he pulls back to breathe, I chase after him, and I can feel his lips curl into a smile against mine as he gives in and slides his tongue against mine.
They keep touching me, rucking up my shirt more, and I’m very aware that I took off my bottoms a while ago. My thighs are sticky and smeared with my own wetness, and when Dominic’s hand finds its way down there, he growls at the discovery.
“Fuck,” he hisses. “You’re so fucking wet.”
I whimper in agreement, grinding against his hand while Xavier palms my breast and kisses his way down my neck.
“You’re so fucking soft,” Xavier breathes. “So warm. I could touch you all the time, do you know that? Every fucking inch of you.”
He rolls one nipple between his fingers, and I cry out, arching hard into his touch.
“You have no idea how you look right now, do you?” Dominic asks. His voice has gone low, dangerous, the Alpha in him so close to the surface now. “Fuck, little bird. You could bring the entire world to their knees.”
I’m riding on a high of their attention, their words.
It’s so clear that they want me, that they’re going to give me what I need, and that’s enough to bank the heat into something a little bit more manageable at least. Every time they touch me, it sends the flames higher, but it doesn’t burn as bad. There’s just the shivers of anticipation for what’s to come.
Xavier holds onto my waist, and Dominic drops to his knees in front of me.
My eyes widen at the sight of him down there, a man I wouldn’t have thought would kneel for anyone.
“W-what are you doing?” I have enough presence of mind to ask.
He just arches an eyebrow at me. “Taking care of you,” he says simply.
He taps my inner thighs until I spread my legs, and then his head is between them.
I gasp when he buries his face against my pussy, my knees nearly buckling at the first touch of his tongue to my dripping slit.
“Oh my god,” I choke out, trembling hard.
Dominic smirks against me and laps at me, dragging his tongue through the mess of wet and slick that gathers with every pass. He doesn’t seem bothered by the mess that smears all over his cheeks and chin. If anything the taste of it seems to spur him on, making him lick harder and faster.
I sway in place, and if it wasn’t for Xavier holding me up, I definitely would have collapsed by now.
“Here,” Xavier says. “She’s going to fall like this. Let’s shift.”
Dominic pulls back enough that Xavier can pick me up, and he deposits me on the bed. Strong hands wrap around my calves, and Dominic pulls me to the edge of the bed, so he can fit himself in between my legs again.
“Greedy,” Xavier teases him. He nudges Dom over, making room for himself.
All I can do is stare down at the two of them. Xavier is smirking his amused smirk, but his bright eyes and dark and clouded with lust. Dominic’s expression is pure want, pure desire, with something dark and possessive around the edges.
He dives right back in, holding my legs open as he eats me out. I squirm on the bed, feeling the liquid pleasure start to pool in my gut.
Then Dom pulls back, and I whine pitifully, greedy for more.
Xavier leans in to take his place, and his tongue follows the trail Dominic’s blazed for him. He dips into my wet core a bit, swirling his tongue around the entrance, and I cry out, arching hard on the bed.
My hand flails around, desperate for something to hold on to, something to ground me, and Xavier catches it, threading our fingers together.
Dominic’s hand tightens on my thigh, and I shake and moan as they trade off licks, each of them working me up and then backing off, letting the other take his place.
Tristan comes more into the room, but he keeps his distance, watching it all with a guarded expression. He doesn’t touch me, but his eyes have a weight all their own, and I find myself glancing up at him from time to time, like I’m reminding myself that he’s there.
As Xavier and Dominic work me up, the need cranks higher. My pussy throbs, clenching around nothing, and the sounds that fall from my lips would be embarrassing if I could feel anything other than intense need right now.
“Please,” I choke out. “I need more. Please, fuck me. Fuck me!”
I writhe on the bed grinding against Dominic’s face as Xavier holds my hand.
“We have to take this slow,” Xavier says apologetically. “It’s your first time, and we don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m ready,” I sob. “I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready.”
“No,” Dominic says firmly, letting that Alpha bleed through again. “But you will be.” He licks his lips and then slides his fingers through the mess between my legs.
He’s only touched me once, but his touch is already familiar, and it makes my body react like a live wire. My legs spread impossibly wider, like they’re beckoning Dominic in.
He takes the invitation, working his fingers deep into me. He starts with two, and they go in no problem from how wet I am.
“Fuck, you’re burning up inside,” he hisses, pumping his fingers in deeper.
That feels good, better than my own fingers felt inside me, but it’s still not enough. That itch is still there, deeply buried, and his fingers aren’t long enough or thick enough to reach it.
“Please, please, please,” I chant, bucking on the bed.
Dominic adds a third finger, filling me up more, and I cry out at the stretch of it. Probably it should be uncomfortable, but right now it just feels really, really good.
“Just like that,” Dominic says. “Xavier is gonna fuck you first, so I get this. I get to make you come like this.”
I whimper at the promise in his tone. Everything in me wants it, wants to come on his fingers, wants to do something to sate some of the desperate desire inside me.
And it doesn’t take much. Given how worked up I am, Dominic only has to shove his fingers in deeper to have me teetering on the edge.
He lowers his head and starts lapping at my clit while he fingers me, and I nearly scream from the sensation of it. I’m close. So fucking close now.
And then Tristan speaks.
“She likes that,” he says, his voice deep and just a little affected. “Give it to her like that.”
If Dominic has any issue with being instructed, he doesn’t say anything. Instead he doubles down, sucking on my clit while he fucks me with his fingers harder and faster.
The wet sounds of each thrust mingle with my cries of pleasure, filling the room with deliciously filthy noises.
Xavier is watching with rapt eyes, his hand still in mine, and Tristan is there, like he’s presiding over the whole thing.
“Xavier,” he says. “Touch her. Give her more.”
He nods and works his free hand up my chest, tweaking and teasing at my breasts.
Nothing has ever felt like this before.
Every brush of Xavier’s fingers, every press of Dominic’s fingers inside me… even Tristan’s eyes on me, keeping me pinned down, it all just washes over my skin, adding to the heat and the need that can’t be contained.
I’m writhing on the bed, unable to hold back the noises spilling out of my mouth constantly. The high pitched whines, the moans that sound so fucking desperate to my own ears even.
I can only imagine how it sounds to these three men, the Alphas who have taken me under their wings and are giving me everything I need right now.
“I’m so—” The sentence cuts off when Xavier lowers his mouth to my breast and laps at my nipple, and my body arches hard up off the bed.
“That’s it,” Dominic urges me. “Just like that. Come apart for me, little bird. Come for us. Let us all see how fucking beautiful you are when you let go.”
I nearly scream as my body obeys his command instantly. All the pleasure that’s been building and building in me snaps like a rubber band, releasing the tension in a wave of scalding sensation. It rushes through me, threatening to drag me under, and it’s hard to breathe through it.
Xavier and Dominic keep their hands on me, and that keeps me tethered at least, while I ride out the best orgasm I’ve ever had—not that there are many to choose from—and all the aftershocks that come with it.
It takes several minutes for me to be able to breathe normally, and my heart is still racing when Xavier slides in Dominic’s place between my legs.
His eyes are intense as he looks down at me, and for once, the playful gleam that’s usually there is gone. It’s been replaced by something that burns with pure want, and having it all directed at me takes my breath away all over again.
“Are you ready?” he asks me, and if I had the brain power left, I’d wonder what he would do if I said no. How he would hold himself back.
As it is, all I can do is nod eagerly because I am. I’m so ready for him. It feels like I’ve been waiting for ages.
He smiles, and then the head of his cock is right there, pressing against my entrance.
I’m so wet and open now that there’s little to no resistance. He slides in in one smooth motion, burying himself to the hilt and then hissing as he settles. “Fuck, you’re still so fucking tight,” he says, looking right into my eyes. “You feel amazing.”
My mouth drops open at the feeling of being full of his cock for the first time. It’s so, so much. He’s big, and it’s like I can feel him in every inch of my core. All I can do is squirm in place, toes curling against the covers of the bed while he adjusts to the feeling of being in me.
And then he starts to move.
Dominic’s fingers felt amazing in me, but they were only like a balm to the itch that needed—demanded—more. Xavier’s cock is like a deep, perfect scratch to that itch, and I cry out when he moves his hips, sliding somehow deeper into me.
Dominic has moved off to one side, and his eyes are glued to the place where Xavier and I are joined now. He mutters a low curse under his breath and then puts his hands back on me, sliding them over my chest.
I arch into his touch, moaning as Xavier slides out of me with agonizing slowness. I can feel every single inch of his cock moving against my sensitive inner walls, and when he pushes back in, there’s a rush of feeling that makes it hard to think. Hard to do anything but spread my legs wider and silently beg for more, harder, please.
“She won’t break,” Tristan says, his deep voice, catching all of our attentions. “You can fuck her harder.”
There’s something about hearing him say that, hearing those words in the voice that usually has the least to say, that sends a fresh wave of wetness gushing out of me. Xavier hisses a curse and grips my hips, using them for leverage as he pumps himself into me harder and faster.
Dominic lowers his mouth to one breast and draws my nipple into that wet heat. His tongue circles the peaked bud, adding to the arousal and pleasure already curling in my gut.
He lets me feel the sharp edge of teeth, and I cry out his name, fingers grabbing on to the blankets underneath me for something to hold on to.
I feel caught between the three of them in the best possible way. Xavier fucking into me, the slap of his skin on mine. Dominic using his mouth to lap at my breasts and leave biting kisses along the column of my neck.
And Tristan, keeping his distance, not touching, but still a part of it. His gaze sees everything, almost sees through me, and I can only find it even more arousing.
He’s watching so closely, making sure he doesn’t miss a thing.
“She likes the pain,” Tristan says to Dominic. “You should find out how much.”
Dominic’s eyes flick between Tristan and me, and I moan encouragingly. That’s all he really needs to hear before he’s setting his teeth even harder against the side of my breast, letting me really feel it.
“Dominic!” I cry, his name like honey in my mouth. “Oh my god, that’s so good.”
Xavier chuckles huskily. “Who knew our sweet little shortcake was into things like this?” he asks. “You want it rough, Pen?”
It’s all I can do to nod. This deep into my heat, I can’t be embarrassed about any of it, but there’s something about having it called out like that that just makes me burn hotter. Makes me want it even more than I already do.
Dominic growls low in his throat, and the sound shivers over me. Xavier echoes the sound, fucking deeper into me, and I’m floating on a wave of pure bliss.
“I think Dominic should get a turn inside her,” Tristan says, and everyone stops as I glance toward Dominic.
His eyes are burning, his posture straight, and I can see his cock tenting his pants. Other than that, he’s the same monument of a man he always is, but his tone brooks no argument.
Xavier and Dominic trade a glance, and then they both grin.
“I like the sound of that,” Dominic admits. “Sharing her.”
“It’s what she wants. Isn’t it, shortcake?” Xavier reaches down and brushes hair out of my face where it’s stuck to my skin with a mixture of sweat and drying tears.
I nod. “Please. Please, I want to feel both of you. I need it.”
And now that it’s been brought up as an option, I do need it. I need it more than I’ve ever needed anything else before. The two of them taking turns, filling me up and giving me what I need. I want to know what Dominic’s cock feels like, want to mark the differences between his and Xavier’s until I know them both by heart.
Xavier slides out of me, sending a fresh new wave of feeling through my body as my pussy tries to grip onto him and keep him where he is. He chuckles at that, patting my thigh.
“You’ll be filled up again soon enough, don’t worry.”
Now that he’s mentioned it, I do feel achingly empty without him inside me. I whimper softly, bucking my hips up, trying to encourage Dominic to move faster.
He doesn’t really need the encouragement because in a flash, he’s between my legs again. He doesn’t hold back, rubbing the tip of his cock against my entrance, letting me feel him. He’s thicker than Xavier by just a bit, but Xavier’s cock is longer. That’s hardly an issue when Dominic rams his cock home, filling me up to the brim.
I scream from the feeling of it, immediately gushing more of that sticky wetness around his cock.
Dominic groans, head tipped back and eyes fluttering closed. “Fuck, you feel incredible,” he growls. “You feel fucking perfect.”
“Please,” I pant, working my hips. “Fuck me, Dominic, please.”
He looks down at me, his eyes practically glowing with the same heat that’s rushing through my body. “My pleasure,” he says, and then lets me have it.
He fucks me hard and fast. There’s no time for me to ease into it, no time to hold on. He just starts pistoning his cock in and out of me, and I flap around on the bed for something to hold on to.
Xavier finds my hand, holding on tight, and I pant and moan as pleasure fills me up almost to bursting.
The two of them find a rhythm together. They pass me back and forth, and every time I think I’m getting close to falling apart, one of them pulls out, making space for the other. It’s more cooperation than they ever show in the office, and if they had to find some common ground, I am not upset about them finding it in my pussy.
The noises of pleasure keep spilling out of my mouth, and there’s nothing I can do to hold them back. Not when every touch, every stroke of their cocks inside me has the fire that’s been burning in the pit of my stomach building higher and higher, into a towering inferno.
“Shit,” Xavier hisses, his fingers gripping my thighs tightly. “I’m so fucking?—”
“Please. Please, Xavier, I want it. I need you, please.” I barely know what I’m begging for at this point, but my body knows. My body knows what it wants, what will make this moment feel complete, and Xavier’s clearly does too.
He shoves into me hard and deep, and I can feel the telltale swelling at the base of his cock.
My eyes fly open wide, my mouth dropping open as his knot swells to fill me. Something about that is enough to spark another orgasm in me finally, and I scream out, shaking on the bed, bucking my way through the waves and waves of almost painful pleasure that keep dragging me under.
Xavier starts to come as well, his cock spurting inside me as his knot thickens enough to tie me to him. It’s a stretch for my body to accommodate it, but it does, going tight around him.
“Fuck me,” Xavier groans, head hanging a bit while he struggles for breath. “You’re such a good girl, shortcake. So fucking good for me. For us. You feel so good, all snug and wet around my knot. You have no fucking idea.”
I moan from his words, and then look at Dominic. Xavier coming in me scratched the itch a bit, but not enough to complete me. I want more. I want him.
“Dominic,” I gasp out. “Please?”
“What do you need?” he asks, his voice gone even rougher.
“Your cum. Please, let me have it.”
His eyes flash, and he stares at me. “You want it? You want me to give you my cum?”
I nod as eagerly as I have strength for. “Please?”
“I can’t deny you anything, can I?” He chuckles.
But he wastes no time before straddling my upper body on the bed. He’s a comforting weight, adding to the sensation of the heavy knot inside me already. His big hands cup my breasts, pressing them together until they form a soft, warm channel for his cock.
I gasp as he presses his length, still wet with my slick, between my breasts and starts to fuck them, sliding his cock between them with the same intensity he used when he was fucking my pussy.
“Can you come again for us?” Xavier asks, drawing my attention back to him. “I want to feel you come around my knot.”
At this point, I’m willing to give them anything they want. I look up at Xavier with wide, open eyes, and he must like what he sees in my face because he smiles. “You’re so perfect,” he praises me. He reaches down between my legs where we’re still tied together and starts to rub my clit.
The first touch is like a jolt to the system, and I cry out, clenching a little around him, which just makes the sensation climb higher in a sexy feedback loop.
While Dominic fucks my breasts, growling and groaning at how good it feels, Xavier works my clit, and my head is spinning from all of it.
I can’t hold back as my body fills up with pleasure all over again, and it doesn’t take long for me to come again, crying out for them as I do.
Dominic curse as he also comes, spurting all over my chest as he buries his knot between my breasts.
We’re a panting, breathless mess in the moments after, and Dominic rises up onto his knees, taking most of his weight off me. I have a second to miss it before he’s guiding his cock closer to my mouth.
“Lick me clean,” he says. “Since you wanted my cum so badly.”
My mouth waters, and I immediately obey him, dragging my tongue over his knot to savor every drop of his cum that’s there. The hot, salty taste floods my mouth, and I moan like I want more, cleaning him up thoroughly.
There’s an answering groan as I do it, and my eyes slide to Tristan in surprise.