56 - Frankie
56
Frankie
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Leo sets me on Monty’s bed, and the significance of that alone is surreal.
Tonight, all four of us will be in this bed. I imagined it—far too many times—but never thought it would actually happen.
It’s fucking happening.
My hands tremble, and blood rushes in my ears, a steady drumbeat of nervous energy. It thrums everywhere—in the pit of my stomach, the pounding of my heart, and the shortness of my breath.
And it intensifies as Monty closes the door and prowls toward me.
“Remove your clothes.” He pauses a few feet away and unbuttons the cuffs of his sleeves.
“I’d like to take a shower before we—”
Three resounding nos echo through the room.
“I’ve been working all day.” I gesture at my scrubs.
“You’ll be working all night.” Leo toes off his boots.
“I love your scent.” Kody takes my hand, pulling me to my feet and grazing his nose along my neck. “You’re not washing that off.”
Then he steps back and waits.
They all do.
My heart rate accelerates as I stand in the center, burning in the flames of their heated eyes.
“Where will we sleep?” I remove my shoes and socks with shaking hands.
“There.” Monty motions at the bed that he and I once shared. “Objections?”
“Kody snores.” Leo shucks off his shirt.
“So does Monty.” Smiling, I remove my top and shove down my pants. “Did you sort out a pecking order?”
“The pecking order is this…” Monty empties his pockets and removes his watch, taking his damn time. “I haven’t been inside you in over a year, so I’ll be fucking you first.” Wallet, watch, phone—he sets everything on the dresser and turns back to me. “After that, it’s open season.”
I shiver.
Every thought, every breath is magnified as I unclasp my bra and let it slide off my arms.
The world fades, narrowing to the rustle of fabric and the sounds of clothing falling to the floor.
They shed everything, baring themselves to me and one another. Not just their skin and scars and well-defined muscles. They stand before me, completely unguarded, with their hearts exposed. No walls. No secrets. No distrust.
My underwear is the last garment to drop. The instant it hits the floor, Kody snatches it up and presses it to his nose.
I laugh, my eyes watering.
“Look at you.” Monty circles me slowly, his movements predatory. “A luscious, redheaded stunner with a filthy mind and a greedy pussy.”
My knees wobble.
“The guys and I had a talk on the way to the hospital.” He edges closer, naked and irresistible, making it hard to focus.
“About?”
“Limits.” He stands so close his body heat cooks my skin, but he doesn’t touch me. “Boundaries.”
“And?”
“We have none.”
“What?” My gaze flies to Leo and Kody. “Kody doesn’t do anal, and for Leo, double-penetration is off the table.”
They merely stare back with hooded eyes.
“Yeah, we’re doing all of that. Tonight.” Monty stands behind me and trails his fingers down my arm, quickening my pulse. “Anal and DP are unresolved hang-ups for them. Not limitations.”
I check in with my guys again. Kody lowers his head, hungrily watching me from beneath dark brows. Leo, with his hand loosely curled around his semi-erection, winks at me.
Sweet Jesus.
Swoon.
I exhale a shaky breath.
“Look at me.” The force of nature with sexy black hair steps around to my front, blocking my view.
I lift my eyes to his as his leather and ocean breeze scent envelops me.
Irresistibly intoxicating.
“In this room,” Monty says, “we command, and you submit. You’ll obey, surrender, and take what we give you until you can’t breathe. Then you’ll catch your breath and beg us to do it again. Understand?”
“Yes.” I swallow.
“I’ve missed you.” He cups my chin, his thumb brushing over my lips. “So fucking much.”
“Missed you, too.”
His breath warms my lips as he lowers his hand, trailing it down my neck, around my nipple, and along the shape of my waist and hip. Pausing, he leans back to stare down my body.
As I tremble beneath his scrutiny, a delicious, erotic frisson runs through me.
His penetrating blue eyes dart to mine as his fingertips continue downward, caressing my inner thigh and working their way up to my sensitive, wet pussy. Then slowly, oh-so fucking softly, he traces my slit and bends in to kiss the side of my neck.
Whimpering, I tilt my head and give him more access. I really need a wall or something to lean against. My knees keep buckling, and my legs feel like jelly.
As if reading my mind, Leo steps in behind me and slides his hands around my waist. His chest presses against my back, sandwiching me between two rigid cocks, the heat and scent of them overwhelming my senses.
Monty peppers kisses from my neck to my mouth while Leo’s fingers begin a slow, torturous exploration of my body.
Kody lowers to his knees at my side and drags his nose up the back of my thigh. Then he nips and teases with those pouty lips, making my skin prickle and heat.
I have nowhere to go but to enjoy the sensations of their hands and mouths, melting into the submission.
Monty kisses me deeply, feverishly, groaning as he sinks two fingers between my legs.
“You’re so wet, Frankie.” He licks my tongue, panting. “So fucking wet. You’re dripping down your thighs.”
Our mouths fuse with frenetic energy. I match his hunger with my own need, clutching the back of his neck and pulling him closer as our tongues entwine, and our hips grind. Frantic, we devour each other, hands and lips fighting for as much contact as possible.
Behind me, Leo bites my neck, my jaw, and swirls his tongue around my ear. His fingers sink into my ass crack and slide down between my cheeks, lower, lower, joining Monty’s hand between my legs.
Monty breaks the kiss, his eyes dark with desire as he looks at Leo over my shoulder. Then they both lower to their haunches.
Kody rises and lifts my fingers to his lips, kissing each one with a reverence that makes my heart ache. His touch is so damn tender, so at odds with his savage nature.
Then he takes my face and kisses me with the taste of vodka and wild berries on his tongue. His heavy cock curves upward, jabbing against my waist, the head glistening with precome and painting rivulets of wetness across my skin.
Leo coaxes my feet farther apart, and all at once, he and Monty consume me with their mouths. With Monty in front and Leo behind me, they devour every inch of flesh between my legs. Tongues, teeth, and fingers slide everywhere, exploring, sucking, licking, and claiming.
While they torture me below the waist, Kody worships my upper half. With a hand kneading my breasts, he runs his nose up my bicep to the crease beneath. Lifting my arm, he presses his face in the ticklish hollow underneath and inhales my pheromones with a groan.
They inch closer and closer, kissing and touching and invading until there’s no space left between us. The radiating ovens of their muscled bodies, the panting urgency of their breaths, and the steady thrum of their hearts—they smother me in the best way.
Together, a trinity of strength, passion, and love, they own me.
Kody’s lips capture mine again, his kiss deep and possessive, while Monty and Leo spear their tongues and fingers into my holes, claiming me from the inside out.
Leo spreads my butt cheeks wider and spits on my rear entrance. Then he finger-fucks the sensitive knot while Monty does the same with my pussy.
“Goddamn, love. You’re fucking perfection.” Leo puts his lips where his hand is, sending me into a tailspin with that magical tongue.
“Her body is a work of art.” Monty removes his fingers from my cunt and sucks them into his mouth. “Our horny girl is ready.”
“Been ready.” I gasp into Kody’s mouth as he pinches my nipple.
“On the bed.” Leo swats my rear and steps back, wiping his drenched grin with the back of his hand.
Monty stands, too, and all three of them retreat with their dicks in their hands, lightly stroking, impatiently waiting.
I climb onto the bed.
Before I can blink, Monty crawls up my body with his swollen dick between us. When his eyes align with mine, he inhales deeply, exhales, and feathers his fingertips along the side of my face.
“Dreamed about this for fourteen months.” Resting his brow against mine, he reaches between us and notches himself at my opening. “Can’t wait a second longer.”
The hand beside my head closes around a fistful of my hair, and he pushes in, inch by agonizing inch. He doesn’t breathe, doesn’t blink as he stares into my eyes. The only part of us that moves is his hips, sinking, sinking, until he shoves in to the hilt.
He moans, his breath shuddering. I quiver and sigh beneath him.
“As tight as I remember.” He grips my chin, peering so deeply into my eyes that I ache. “So warm. So soft and velvety around me. Squeeze my cock. Clamp that tight, little pussy around me like you’ll never let it go.”
“I’ll never let you go.”
“Christ.” He braces his forearms on either side of my head and thrusts. “You’re ours.”
“Yours.” At the edges of my vision, I see Kody and Leo approaching the bed.
“Wish you knew how significant this is for me.” Monty grinds into me, circling his pelvis. “How long I’ve waited to feel you like this.”
“Oh, Monty.” I kiss his beautiful, vulnerable lips. “I do know.”
“You feel like heaven around my dick.” His timbre vibrates through my core, deep and husky. “Lips all swollen from sucking. A goddamn knockout.”
His mouth crashes down on mine, and his pace quickens, driving into me with an intensity I expect from him. His girth stretches and stimulates, shooting pleasure to every corner of my body.
His brows furrow in concentration, his jaw locked tight as he slams in deep and goes nuts. All his precious restraint flies out the window. He loses control and fucks me like an animal.
Just when I think he’s about to come, he goes still, gasping. Then he grips my hips and flips us.
I land on his chest, staring down into his dilated pupils. He’s so undeniably gorgeous.
With my legs straddling him and his cock wedged inside me, he palms my rear with both hands and spreads me open.
“Kody.” Monty fucks into me, little thrusts that make me wild. “Come on. Give our girl her fantasy.”
I look over my shoulder, watching Kody’s unnatural length bob against his abdomen.
“Uh…” I bite my lip.
There’s no way. That bulging, swelling cock barely fits when it’s just him inside me. I didn’t think this through.
He and Monty together? They’ll destroy my pussy.
“DP?” I ask, just to be sure. “Vaginal?”
“That a problem?” Kody kneels behind me, wielding his weapon of mass destruction.
“Lube,” I squeak. “Lots of lube.”
Monty bursts out laughing beneath me. “Darling, you’re fucking soaked.”
I want this. I’ve begged Kody and Leo for it. Time to own it.
“Okay.” I turn back to Monty and clutch the pillow beneath his head. “Let’s fucking go.”
“Attagirl.” He kisses me, his lips claiming mine with a fire that scorches my skin.
His hands mold around my breasts, pinching my nipples ruthlessly, distractingly, as Kody works himself into my already full pussy.
I arch into him, pushing, groaning, needing more.
Fucking hell, the burn. The friction. The glorious pleasure.
Kody continues to push, fitting his thickness alongside Monty’s cock. Sweat drips. Chests heave. None of us move.
“Are you in?” I meet his black eyes over my shoulder and give a full-body tremble.
“You fucking serious?” He looks down at where we’re joined.
“I kind of lost count after the first six inches.”
“Woman.” He puts his lethal lips at my ear. “You’re so full of cock. How are you still breathing?”
My laugh is cut off when they start to move.
Oh, my poor pussy.
The first few thrusts are unbearable, but as they catch a rhythm, my inner walls relax and adjust around their invasion.
“How are you doing?” Monty caresses his hands down my body, his fingers brushing over inflamed skin.
“Is this real?” I melt into him, shaking with the need to come.
He answers me with his lips. My hands sink into his hair as he kisses and fucks me, his pace perfectly in sync with Kody’s.
The bed dips beside us, snapping my head toward Leo.
Inching closer on his knees, he fists his erection and angles it toward my mouth.
“You’re so beautiful.” He spits on his fingers and presses them into the cleft of my ass, directly against my back hole. “Show me what you look like with all your openings filled.”
I part my lips and swallow his cock.
Groaning, he pushes those wet fingers into my ass, his touch skilled and knowing. I cry out around his dick, my body arching into his hand, desperate for release.
Monty must have one helluva view, watching my throat work and tits jiggle as I take two cocks and suck on a third.
Evidently, he likes it because his hands clamp down on my hips, holding me in place as he fucks into his release.
With a broken shout, he throws his head back and comes with a wild, brutal shake of his body.
“Frankie!” He continues to thrust, spilling his seed all over Kody and me. “Fucking God. So fucking good.”
Leo slips from my mouth and sits back on his heels, smirking. “The old man’s still got it.”
“I can out fuck you any day of the week.” Monty flops an arm over his forehead, his gaze boring into mine. “She needs to come, and I don’t want to pull out.”
“You need to recover.” Kody leans back, slowly stroking in and out of me. “We’ll get her there.”
“All right.” Monty slaps him on the ass. “Flip over.”
Kody wraps his arms around me and nuzzles my neck. “Ready?”
I nod, sinking into his embrace.
He rolls, pulling me off Monty and landing on his back.
Monty sits up and strokes my inner thigh, his eyes on Kody. “Scoot back. Sit against the headboard.”
Kody hesitates.
“You’re not going to hurt her.” Monty pats Kody’s hip. “She just took both of us at once. She’s aroused and relaxed.” He shifts his gaze to me. “Aren’t you, Frankie?”
“One hundred percent.”
If I’m reading the room right, Monty is coaxing Kody into anal.
I push up and ease off his cock. Then I crawl over his chest and look him dead in the eyes. “This is consensual. I’m willing. I want you in my ass because it feels good. Because I trust you. Because you will never fuck me to hurt me.” I cup his beautiful, broody face. “If I want you to stop, I’ll tell you.”
“Okay.” He licks his lips. Takes a deep breath. “Okay.”
My heart flutters as we move into position. He sits against the headboard, looking so fucking sexy with all those stacked muscles, his pouty lips, and the enormous erection jutting from between his legs.
I crawl toward him, kissing the length of his powerful body and pausing to lick him from the base of his balls to the tip of his dick.
Then I take his face in my hands and kiss the breath out of him.
Once he’s panting and flexing with mindless hunger, I twist and sit on his lap with my back to his chest.
Monty moves in, catching me around the waist and hovering me over Kody’s hardness.
On my other side, Leo holds out a tube of lube.
Heart hammering, I let him squirt a dollop into my hand. Then I work the gel over Kody’s length, relishing the grunts I pull from him.
I smear the rest between my cheeks, and Leo’s there with a towel to clean my hand.
“You guys are spoiling me.” I grip Monty’s forearms, giving him a nod. I’m ready.
“Slow and steady.” Monty looks at Kody. “Let her adjust as you push in.”
Kody grips my hips beneath Monty’s hands, both of them supporting me as I relax, breathe, and arch into Kody’s gentle drive upward.
It’s an unhurried intrusion but a sudden, blinding onslaught of pleasure. I loosen a scream.
Kody starts to retreat.
“No! God, please, don’t stop!” I reach down to touch myself.
But Leo’s there, swatting my hand away. His mouth comes down on mine, and his fingers rub my clit.
With just a few strumming circles between my legs, I suck in a breath and come, grinding wildly against the pressure of his touch.
I liquefy against Kody’s chest, staring wide-eyed at Leo and Monty as the orgasm rolls over me, clenching my empty pussy and emptying my lungs.
Kody fucks me through it, wrapping me up in his arms and pounding my ass.
“So tight, woman.” He grunts and groans and drags his tongue along my neck. “Gonna come so fucking hard in you.”
“Leo.” Monty kneels beside us, pushing my legs wider. “Get in there.”
Leo lowers his heated gaze to where Kody and I are joined and curls his lip in a snarl. “He’s my brother.”
Monty chuckles, wagging his head. “He’s my brother, too.”
Bending over our thighs, he puts his face between our legs, right where Kody impales my ass, and licks me from just above the base of Kody’s cock to my clit, lapping up my juices.
Oh, my fucking God.
I’m so turned on I might lose my mind.
“Too brotherly for you?” He leans back and looks at Leo with an arch of his brow. “All in.”
A dare. A challenge that Leo can’t resist.
As Leo edges closer, Kody’s thrusts grow wild and brutal. He’s learning what I can handle, what I like, and letting himself go.
Even though I just came, I feel the tightening between my legs, the heavy pressure gathering again.
Leo rests his hands on my waist and brushes his lips against mine, his eyes burning with desire.
“You’re exquisite.” He licks my mouth. “You want us all in?”
“All in.” I hold Leo’s gaze.
Kody’s tongue continues to torment my neck, his kisses gentle and soothing. “All in.”
I see the moment he makes a decision. His breaths pick up, and his cock grows thicker and harder.
“We’re going to fill you up.” Kneeling between our legs, he guides himself to my pussy, rubbing the thick head against me.
Then he thrusts, entering me in one long stroke.
Ruthless. Intimate. Raw. That’s my Viking.
“Fuck me.” I gasp. “Be my feral lovers.”
The chorus of sounds that break from them is guttural, animalistic, and not from this world.
Their hands fall all over me, gripping and bruising as they fuck and grunt and go wild. Monty’s there with us, his long fingers tweaking my nipples and his lips traveling over every part of me he can reach.
The four of us together are filthy and sweaty, kinky and real.
“I’m so fucking full.” I choke. “I can’t breathe.”
“Oh, fuck, Frankie.” Kody bites down on my neck.
His entire body jerks. Deep in my ass, his monster cock explodes. He groans brokenly, thrusting shallowly as he dumps his release in powerful, hot liquid jets.
Before he can catch his breath, Leo pulls me off Kody, pivots, and falls on top of me, crushing me into the mattress with his body weight.
Our eyes meet, and I clench around his cock. That’s all the encouragement he needs.
Of the three of them, he has the longest endurance. He can fuck for hours.
He sets out to prove it.
Monty and Kody eventually leave the bed to take showers. When they return, Leo is still pounding into me with the unhinged urgency of a madman.
He brings me to orgasm over and over.
I clutch tightly to his ass, to all that hard, flexing muscle, and hold him against me as he sinks deeper and finally, finally surrenders to his release.
He bellows so loudly the sound reverberates in my bones, setting me on fire and wrenching another orgasm from me.
We lie entangled in the bedding, breathing hard and staring softly. I love him when he’s like this. Exhausted. Sated. Happy.
This is when I see his most vulnerable, unconcealed expressions. I see all the way into his soul, and I’m lost in it. Lost in his inner beauty, in his body’s embrace, in the rough, unrefined perfection of it.
At some point, Monty and Kody leave to gather water and food.
Leo carries me to the shower.
After, the four of us have a picnic on the bed. We nap together. We fuck again. More showers.
And so it begins.
For the next three days, we don’t leave the estate. I call into work sick. Kody leaves his distillery in the hands of his employees.
The stalker, Wolf’s body, the cabin’s location, and the dangers lurking outside our door—none of it exists in our bubble.
We spend three days naked and ravenous, learning, exploring, and understanding one another on the deepest, most intimate level. There’s no part of them that hasn’t been licked, touched, or deeply exposed by my mouth and hands.
The bonding between the three of them exceeds all expectations. They become so comfortable together that it’s hard to imagine a time when Monty wasn’t with them.
On the night of the third day, I lie in bed with Leo and Monty curled around me. They’re hot and heavy on top of me, and I’m sore and bruised and bitten all over.
I’ve never felt such a deep sense of peace.
Moonlight seeps through the sheer curtains, casting an ethereal glow over our bedroom.
Water runs in the bathroom, shuts off, and Kody prowls back to bed.
He finds space. They always do. We’ve perfected the art of sleeping in piles.
Crawling up my legs, he pushes aside masculine limbs and squeezes in until his head rests on my stomach and his arms hook around my hips.
Sweet lord, my heart swells. It swells to bursting with the love I feel for each of them.
None of us are asleep, but we’re close. We float in a state of blissful exhaustion that must be what heaven is like.
Slowly, I start to drift off until Monty’s whisper snaps open my eyes.
“I didn’t mean what I said.” He stares at Kody, at his hand on Kody’s welted back. His fingers feather over the crisscrossed scars that bubble Kody’s flesh from neck to waist. “You don’t need to be fixed. You’re perfect just the way you are.”
Kody shudders, his breath hitching as he tries to swallow his emotion.
A lump swells in my throat, and my fingers curl in the soft strands of his hair.
Monty turns to Leo, grazing his hand over the scar on Leo’s stomach. “I’m sorry she did that to you. If I’d known the kind of person she was—”
“I would change nothing,” Leo says in a gruff voice. “She gave us Wolf.”
Monty nods, his face collapsing. “You’re right. As much as I despise Denver, he gave us you. Having you here, standing strong, means everything to me. We’ve been through hell, but we’ll always have each other. That’s something Denver and Gretchen could never take from us. I’m proud of you.”
Leo reaches for Monty, arms folding around him, and fuck, I can’t breathe.
This is the fullness I wanted.
Acceptance.
Family.
Trust.
Love.
This is what I dreamed for them. Nothing is impossible.
I am theirs, and they are mine. For the first time in a long time, we’re whole.