Chapter 19 #2
Asher takes my weight as I practically fall over him with my hands bound at my front.
I slide my dripping pussy over his hard length, my clit lighting up with every stroke.
He stares down at me, brushing my hair off my sweaty forehead.
“Fuck, I love you,” he mutters as he guides me back down, his cock taking the place of Cruz’s, filling my pussy.
I moan as a response. It’s not an I-love-you, but it still makes his eyes light up.
He takes hold of my ass and pumps into me a few more times, rolling his hips as he goes. His every movement is deliberate, stretching me and making me want so much more.
Then I feel Jagger settle in behind me, his calloused hands running up my bare thighs, as he spreads my ass cheeks. I can only imagine the view he’s getting watching his brother fuck me. This is so damn dirty but so damn good at the same time.
Cruz tosses him the lube, and I feel as he squirts it over my asshole and pussy.
Asher’s thrusts become more slippery as I’m smothered in the stuff. Then he stills, taking my face in his hands. “Are you ready?” he asks.
I’m not sure I could ever be. But I nod anyway because I want this, no matter how messed up that makes me.
Jagger’s lips brush over my earlobe. “I need to hear you say it, flower.”
“I want both of you to screw me,” I whisper, my voice so breathy it’s barely audible, but it must be enough for them because I feel Jagger move his body just a little and the press of his cock at my pussy entrance.
Cruz’s hand comes to my chin, his cock thick and hard not far from my face. “Concentrate on me, baby,” he tells me, brushing the tip of his cock over my open lips. He tastes of me, and that only makes all of this hotter.
I open my mouth wider, giving him the go-ahead to fuck it however he wants.
Jagger’s teeth sink into my shoulder as his cock pushes deeper inside me, stretching me. “Such a dirty girl for us, aren’t you, flower? Begging to have all three of us at once, desperate for us to stretch your tight little holes.”
“Hmmm,” I hiss around Cruz’s cock. They make me their dirty girl, I just can’t help myself with them.
My fingernails dig into Asher’s bare chest. I’m sandwiched in between the three of them, their bodies so damn close to me I should feel claustrophobic, but I’m in heaven.
And like it knows what to do, my body opens up for them.
The stretch burning at first but as they ease in and out of me, the fullness becomes addictive, a high I want to chase.
“That’s it, princess. Fuck, you have no idea how hot this is.” I feel the graze of Asher’s lips on my breast, nipping and kissing me. My body is in sensory overload, my orgasm building like crazy.
Cruz’s movements get more frantic, and I do my best to take his thrusts, but saliva dribbles down my chin and my eyes well with tears.
And right as he loses his load down the back of my throat, I cry out, my pussy convulsing around the boys’ cocks, pleasure rocketing through me I have never experienced.
Wave after wave of euphoria washes over every inch of my body. I feel alive like never before.
Jagger shifts behind me, but I’m too out of it to know what he’s doing until I feel his cock at my asshole, wet and slippery. He pushes his way deep inside me, my orgasm still going as he rides out his own with a grunt that tells me he’s cumming inside me.
When he pulls out of me, I’m a mess, cum dripping from my mouth and my ass. Asher collects me up and deposits me back on the sofa, spreading my legs out wide again. He plunges back inside me, clearly not done. “Fuck, I’m glad you came into the club for an interview that day.”
I stare up at him, wondering what he’s going on about. I’m in a daze and don’t even have any idea where the other two are anymore. Are they still in the room? He grins at me, all cheeky. He’s so damn gorgeous. “Lucky you gave me a job.”
His thumb brushes over my clit, and I shiver.
“So fucking lucky.” His lips drop to mine, and he kisses me so damn deeply it makes my toes curl.
I feel as he jerks forward and fills me with his release.
“I love you so fucking much, princess.” He ravishes me with kisses then just holds me close, our foreheads pressing together as our racing hearts try and get back under control. But I’m not sure mine ever will.
I stare up at him, my heart full. “I’m glad I came to Ravens Hollow. You three have been the perfect escape.”
That makes him smile, dimples and all. “Come on, we need to get you fixed up.” He collects me up in his arms like a baby and carries me to the bathroom.
The scent of lavender and chamomile fills the air, and I realize the other boys did leave, to run me a bath.
My body is sore but not in a terrible way, in a “fuck, that was the most amazing screw of my life” kind of way.
And my heart is so full it feels like it’s going to explode.
They want to keep me forever and make me part of their family.
And as much as it surprises me, that’s exactly what I want as well.