Chapter Five
Mateo
Taking the lead turns me on.
It was either take charge to swim or let myself sink. I fought plenty of currents in life: dead parents, a broken legal system that failed me, and a dozen other waves of misfortune. Life is hard for all of us. It is how you ride it out, how you stay afloat that counts.
Keeping myself off the streets, joining the military for some stability, all choices I made to keep from drowning. I had no one before I joined the Marines. Not even memories of anyone. Nothing to look back on whenever it got bad. Once I enlisted, I decided to survive I had to create something of my own.
It started with Tomas. From the start he sensed I needed control. When we made love, when we accepted assignments, even who we allowed in our life. It was with him I started to build the life I had dreamt of. Enzo came to us just when we needed him, and he needed us. Together the three of us just make sense. We each bring something the other needs.
We have one need still: the woman that will complete us.
“That’s a good girl. Ready to go play, babydoll?”
Enzo purrs the words in his rough, deep tone, sounding sexier and needier than ever. Luna stares up at him with those big, caramel eyes of hers, her breath fluttering out of her. In that golden dress that barely covers her, showing long, thick legs and perfect, round tits, she is a vision of good girl perfection.
“Use your words, little one,” I hum, reaching out to tip her chin up. “We can’t take you to our room before you tell us you want to go. Tell us you want us to play with you, sweetness. You have to give us consent.”’
“We will be good to you, Luna,” Tomas husks, pressing his mouth to her ear.
Seeing his want for her, the need in his hungry eyes, turns me on until it hurts. Enzo and I crave different things than Tomas, but he indulges us. Since we first set sights on Luna that night, he has been desperate for her. To have her with the three of us, to see how good it will be when we play together.
Luna’s warm eyes flicker between all of us. “Yes. I came here for you. I want to know what it will be like. Yes, I consent.”
“Good girl,” Enzo purrs, brushing his lips over her jaw.
“Let’s take it to the room,” I cut in, eyes circling the lounge. Watching is encouraged here. Sharing as well. We have done both plenty before. Not tonight. Tonight is just for us to play with our good little girl. “We will not be sharing our little moon with anyone else.”
“No, no we won’t baby,” Enzo throatily agrees with a little groan.
Taking the lead as I often do, I head towards our room. We’ve been coming to Club Sin for over a year. Enzo found the place for us when hooking up with a longtime friend of ours ended after she found love. When we come we often choose one of a handful of women to join us.
This will be the first time we’ve brought someone with us. And the first time we all seem in unspoken agreement we won’t be sharing. This is a first for all of us. Before we can do anything with Luna, we have to tell her the rules. Not just the ones of the club—but our own rules as well.
“Wow,” Luna murmurs as we step inside the room. I chuckle because I can just imagine the sorts of things she must be thinking.
Our room is situated in a corner, with two walls of windows greeting you as you enter. Tonight, the stars glitter in a cobalt sky with a full, glowing moon lighting the room. Beneath the apex of windows is a huge, high bed with black silk sheets and piles of colorful pillows. Two stands full of toys, lube, drinks to keep us hydrated, and even some snacks.
“Come, sweetheart,” I command, leading her to the bed. “Sit, we will explain it all before we do anything to you.”
“What if I rather you not explain things? Would it be better if I just…let you do what you want to do?”
Frowning at Enzo as we exchange a look, I shake my head. “No, Luna. We want you to want us to do things to you. You need to crave it. To need it, the way we do. We will not play with you tonight if you won’t listen to the rules. If you cannot consent…”
“I consent. Out there, I gave my consent…I just…”
Luna trails off as she shudders. No, she is shaking like a leaf. Setting her on the bed, I kneel in front of her. Tomas moves beside her, but Enzo moves back, not wanting to overwhelm her. We’ve been doing this for a long time. It is a whole new world for her. We have to ease her in.
“Club Sin is a safe space, Luna. We all come here to explore our…more complex desires. Outside of the Club, we’re out, we’re together. Our…preference is no secret. Except we’re still missing something. Enzo craves a soft, sweet little girl who will let us tell her how to please us. How to be a good little girl for us.”
Luna’s full pink mouth makes an adorable “o” as her eyes flicker to Enzo, Tomas, then swing back to me. Good she understands I am the one in charge here. That’s a good girl indeed. Clever girl, catching on to this quick.
“You want me...you want me to be a good girl?” She hums with a look of pure innocence, as if her question doesn’t turn us all into needy beasts.
“Yes, babydoll,” Enzo answers, kneeling beside her, forcing her to look down at him. “We want to play with you tonight. To pleasure you. To please us all you need to do is be a good girl for us. You can do that, can’t you, little moon?”
When he calls her that, her eyes shimmer with pleasure. Very good. Our sweet girl craves praise from us. That is perfect. We will shower her with praise. Tomas craves the same and when we give it, he revels in it.
“Yes, I can. What rules do I need to follow?”
“Mateo sets the rules,” Tomas whispers as he slides to the floor to kneel beside me. Enzo moves as well, so we’re all kneeling before her.
With her seated there, the moon shining behind her, the glittering stars above, I see our entire world change. Luna is ours. Before we’ve even touched her, before we’ve had a taste of her, we all recognize this. Even Tomas who has been reluctant to share us with women.
Luna did not stumble into our lives that night by accident. Any other waitress could have been sent up to serve the balcony. If it had been anyone else, we would not be here with her now. Somehow, we would have found Luna that night at the theater where we celebrated the wedding.
“Tell me the rules, please, Mateo,” she whispers as her big, soft eye lock on mine, proving my instinct is spot on.
Luna will become our moon, our stars, our little good girl.
“Rule one: your pleasure is our job. Our pleasure comes second. Rule two: from this moment on, you will not be with anyone else. Neither will we. No one else will be in this room with us,” I tell her, exchanging a look with the other two and seeing that they agree. No more looking for our little girl is needed. We’ve found her at last. “Rule three: you tell us what you want and what you don’t. If we’re hurting you, you tell us to stop. Use a safe word. Do you understand?”
“Yes, I understand. I don’t want to be with anyone else,” she whispers, her head bowing as her cheeks flush. Another look is exchanged between the three of us—one full of triumph, of relief, of complete joy. “I need a safe word...what should I use?”
“Most use colors. Green means good to go. Yellow means go slow. Red means stop. Do you want to use those?”
Luna tilts her head as she considers the question. I smile because I can tell this is going to be the most fun we’ve ever had. Because she wants to make this up as she goes along. Wants to make it fit her. We’ve found our match in her. A slow smile spreads across her pink lips before she answers.
“No. Can I use...can I use moon?” Her voice is soft, breathy, as if she fears we might tell her no.
None of us will ever tell this woman no.
“Yeah, sweetheart, you can. If we’re pushing or hurting you, or you can’t come again, say Moon. If you want more, say Sun. Is that good for all of us?” I pose it as a question, but it is not—they must follow my command.
“Yes,” three voices sing out, making my heart swell in my chest.
Sitting there for a moment, none of us move. We’re still knelt in front of her, as if we’re about to pray to her. We’re will in a way. Her body will be our temple. One we will worship, adore, and yes, punish. Because our good girl will want to be punished. She will welcome it.
“Any other questions?” I ask gently, reaching out to cup her jaw.
“Yes,” she whispers as her eyes go downcast. “Why me?”
Knelt before her, we all reach out at the same time. We take one of her hands in one of ours, piling them together. It’s cute. The same feeling I get whenever I touch Tomas or Enzo is there. It courses between all four of us as we sit there together. It feels so obvious to me, so clear in how the air thickens, how our bodies almost hum as we connect to each other.
“Because of this,” I rasp, my voice thick with emotion, with need, with want. “We felt it that night at the wedding. You feel it too, don’t you?”
Gazing down at us, she nods. It is slow, as if she is afraid of how much she feels this connection between us. I guess it could be startling to find a connection with not one but three strangers at once. I have no doubt she is the one for us, the one that will make us complete. Now she sees it, feels it too.
A slow smile spreads across her face as she nods again. It is so cute, so sweet, I almost forget where we are. What we brought her here for. This room has seen several women before her—but they won’t see any others after her. What we said before is true—it is her and no one else now.
“Stand up for us, sweetheart,” I command gently.
Standing, her long, thick thighs going on for ages, she is a bit shy at first. We're still knelt, and her sex is in front of my face. That sexy little dress she has on barely covers her perfect plump ass. At her hips I see the thin straps of her panties. Nodding at Enzo, I let him have the pleasure.
“Be still, pretty baby,” he hums as he slides behind her. “We’re going to undress you. Remember the words. Remember the rules.”
“One more rule,” I cut in with a smirk at Enzo. “You will call us daddy in here, sweetheart. Answer our questions, our commands, with yes daddy. Can you do that for us, sweet moon?”
“Yes...yes, daddy,” she almost moans the words and I grunt, pleasure rippling through me.
Standing back, I give a nod to Enzo. Tomas comes to my side, pressing his big, hard body against mine. He loves to watch, and we love to give him a good show. I think he will be partaking in play with Luna. He has been talking about her constantly since that night at the wedding.
“Be a good girl and let Enzo take that dress off. Take her panties off first, baby. I think Tomas would like to have them, wouldn’t you?”
Tomas groans and nods, his body quivering beside me. Reaching behind me, I pull at my shirt, yanking it over my head. Tomas follows suit. Luna blinks up at us as she waits for Enzo to follow my commands.
Enzo slides his hands beneath her dress, up to her hips. Pulling her back so she is cradled against his chest, he hooks his hands in her panties. Slowly he peels the scrap of lace down her thighs, letting it fall at her feet. Tomas moves, grabbing her calf gently, letting her kick the panties off.
“Good girl,” I hum, seeing how her eyes light at the praise. “Stay on your knees, Tomas. Enzo, get that dress off our little moon. We want to see all of her, don’t we baby?”
“Fuck, yes we do,” Enzo growls, his hands shaking as they pull at the straps on her dress. It is a slinky little thing, and it falls at her feet too, with a soft but audible woosh. Enzo’s hands move across her soft stomach, his dark golden skin a contrast to her creamy fair skin.
“Jesus' hell,” Tomas moans as he stays knelt at her feet. “Look how pretty her pussy is. Never seen anything so perfect before.”
“No, I don’t think we have, baby,” I agree, eyes on the pink slit between her thighs. It is puffy and pink, the dark swath of curls above it glistening with her desire. Her little clit is swollen, poking out greedily.
“Enzo wants to touch you, little moon. Let him play with you while we watch.”
“Yes, yes, please, daddy,” she does moan this, her body trembling against Enzo.
“Good girl, such a good little girl for us. Come here, Tomas. Open your pretty mouth, you need to show her what a good boy you are.”
Enzo’s slides a hand down between Luna’s thighs, cupping her sex. They both moan as his fingers spread her soaked pussy open, his long, thick middle finger slipping inside. Her soft tits bounce as she jerks, the stiff nipples begging for attention. Bending my head, I give them attention, closing my mouth around one perfect pink nipple.
“Oh, god,” she whimpers as I suckle at her tit. I flick my tongue back and forth as Enzo slips a second finger between her folds. He rubs slowly, teasingly at her wetness, spreading it all over her pussy. “Please. Please.”
“No,” I growl as I pull off her tit with a pop. “Don’t let her come yet, baby. We’ve just gotten started. Oh, that’s a good boy, yes,” I hiss as Tomas wraps his mouth around my cock after yanking at my zipper and pulling me out. I was so transfixed by our girl I didn’t notice the move until his hot, wet tongue swirled over the swollen crown of my thick cock.
“Lie her down, Enzo, I want to see you between those thick thighs. You deserve to get the first taste of our little moon. You want it bad, don’t you baby?”
“Fuck yes, I do. I want her pussy in my mouth so bad,” he grunts.
“Good, then take your fill of that pretty little cunt. Tomas is being such a good boy for me, I think we ought to see how good our little girl can be.”
Enzo grins as he scoops her up with ease, crawling onto the bed with her. Before he drops down between her thighs, we all move. He kicks off his slacks and Tomas and I join them on the huge bed. I lie beside her as she spreads out on the silk comforter, Tomas kneeling beside me. By now we’ve shed the rest of our clothes as well.
Glancing up as Tomas bends to swallow my cock again, I grunt in pleasure as I see the reflection of us looking back at me. Tomas is bobbing slowly on my cock, his hand slowly jerking his own swollen shaft. Enzo situates himself between Luna’s thighs, lifting them to get good and close to her pretty little pussy.
The sight looking back at me is beautiful. Most beautiful thing I have ever seen—all four of us tangled together, chasing pleasure with one another. Yes, we have taken other women here before, and I have watched and played with them just this way. This is just different, and it is because of her.
Luna has become the star of our desires, the creature we want to share, to please, to adore—and as I said, we just got started.