Chapter Six
Luna
Could someone overdose on orgasms?
It has to be a threat, I think. Because I am on the edge of an orgasm bigger than any I have ever felt, and it is scary in its potency. I wonder if they offer something like Narcan in this situation. If something similar exists, I might need a dose of it after tonight is over.
Lying in the most luxurious bed I have ever laid in, atop satin sheets that kiss my skin in the most delicious way, I am a mess. It is a brand-new level of mess I’ve never experienced before. Because I am in the throes of the dirtiest, most depraved, most delicious pleasure of my life.
“Good girl, let me hear you,” Enzo purrs as his hands tighten on my hips, holding me down as I squirm. “Don’t take it away, babydoll. I want all of that pussy in my mouth,” he growls, biting at my thigh before his tongue slides through my wetness, sending an explosion of stars of pleasure through me.
“Yes, daddy,” I pant, obeying the rules they explained earlier. My fingers clutch at the sheets beneath me. I am on fire, burning inside out.
Enzo stares up at me as he kisses my pussy deeply, his tongue plunging inside of me, my cries loud in the room. My sounds mix with Mateo beside me, who is thrusting his hips to shove his big, thick cock deeper down Tomas’ throat. I am transfixed by the sight of it all. Of Enzo’s dark head between my thighs, his tongue lashing at me greedily. Mateo fucking Tomas’ face wildly, his fingers tugging at his hair, his body coiled as it spreads out beside me.
Unable to help myself, I reach out to him. He catches my hand, bringing it down to wrap it round his shaft. Knowing without words what he wants, I stroke him, as if I am feeding him into Tomas’ eager mouth. Then suddenly the bed shifts as Mateo moves, turning enough to cover my throat, my shoulders, and my breasts with hot, wet kisses.
“Oh god. Oh my god,” I whimper as a new wave of pleasure crests inside of me.
Sex was never on my radar before. There were men before of course, but it was never...this. It was never panting breaths and grasping hands and desperate cries. It was never so...filthy, so dirty, so damn right. I am shaking beneath Enzo and still I want more, I want him inside me, I want Mateo inside me, or inside someone. I want to watch them, and I want them to watch me. There may be rules about what we do here, but I feel as if we can do anything together in this room.
“She is being such a good girl for us,” Mateo hums against my throat as his rough hand palms my breast. “How sweet does that pretty pussy taste?”
“Come here, take a taste,” Enzo taunts, sitting up between us.
Mateo hisses out a curse before he slams his mouth to Enzo’s. They never stop touching me. Mateo never pulls out of Tomas’ mouth. Before I can blink, they’re both on me again, as if the hot kiss never took place.
“Please, please....” I cry out as I rock against his mouth, my orgasm burning through me like a lit furnace.
“Please what, babydoll? Use your words....”
Before I can use the words we decided on, I arc beneath Enzo’s mouth. An orgasm rips through me unlike I have ever felt. It swirls and twists and tears me apart before pulling me back together again. I collapse back on the bed, shuddering from the intense moment.
“Sun. Sun, sun,” I manage to mutter out once I can form words.
Enzo looms over me, grinning down at me. God, he is a beautiful man. My thighs burn from the short, dark beard at his defined jaw, and his smile is bright, crooked, and devastating. His body is golden perfection, with a single tattoo on his hip. I know what it is without even needing to translate the Italian words.
Mateo. Tomas. Forever, is what it reads. Reaching out, I touch the mark, my fingertips tracing the names, noting one thing. There is room for another name. Enzo grabs my hand, bringing it to his chest, where his heart beats. Pressing it to his chest, he knees my legs wider to fit his big body.
“Hands up, little moon,” Mateo demands, handing something to Enzo.
“Yes, daddy,” I whimper, letting them pull my hands above my head. It was a length of silk he gave Enzo, which he uses to tie my hands together, then fix them to the headboard.
“Now, open the little good girl mouth. We all want to get inside you,” Mateo growls and it is then I realize they’re all knelt on the bed, cocks in hand, pumping them as they wait for me to obey.
Without hesitation, I pop my mouth open. Mateo moves first, pushing past my lips roughly. His thickness chokes me, but he doesn’t let up. He works his hips a few times, fucking my mouth as he cradles the back of my head. I am gagging on him, he is so big, but I don’t dare give up. I don’t dare ask them to stop or mutter the safe word. I want this. I want whatever they’re going to do to me tonight.
With my mouth full of Mateo, I watch Tomas and Enzo kissing fervently, their tongues twisting, their bodies shaking. Tomas reaches down, his fingers stroking me, and I gasp around Mateo’s cock. In turn, Enzo wraps his big hand around Tomas’ cock and starts to pump him, working the drops of sticky cum of excitement down the thick, long length.
“Ah, fuck her mouth is so good,” Mateo moans, his body falling back against Tomas’.
His fingertips trace my cheek where the press of him bulges out as he pumps in and out of my mouth. My tongue swirls and I whimper as Tomas’ fingers curl inside of me, finding the sweet spot that has my eyes rolling back. Mateo turns his head and Tomas is there, kissing him hungrily.
It is sensory overload, and I cannot get enough. I can’t imagine ever being with someone any other way. This is the best it could ever be. Our sounds, the heat of us being tangled together, their sweet, clean scents, it is a kind of paradise I never knew could exist.
“Such a good little girl, baby,” Mateo grunts, pulling out of my mouth with a pop. Bending, he kisses me deep, slipping his tongue into my mouth. It is then I realize he is the first to kiss me. He breaks the kiss, seeing the pout on my face. Chuckling, he nods at the other two before he gives a command.
“Give our little moon a kiss. We were so desperate for her we never took that sweet mouth the way she deserves.”
Enzo is there first, fisting my hair in his hand to yank my head back. His kiss is wet, brutal, tasting of my pussy from his devouring me earlier. I moan into the kiss, greedy for more, but he is gone. Tomas is next, his hands going around my throat, his heavy cock slapping against my breasts as he kisses me hard, licking at my tongue, sucking at my lips.
“Sun, sun,” I pant, tugging at my hands that are still tied above me.
“Good girl, using those words. Very good girl. Enzo, why don’t you give our little moon the more she wants.”
Enzo stares down at me as he moves to kneel between my thighs. His cock is huge, thick, jutting out proudly. His fist circles it and he pumps a few times, before he pushes it past my lips. I whimper as he slides down my throat until my nose is pressed against his pelvis. His guttural groan has wetness coating my thighs. Wetness that Mateo is there to lick up, humming as if it is his favorite treat.
“Goddamn she is sweet. Come here, Tomas, give our girl a taste.”
Tomas moves behind Enzo, their bodies crashing together, their hands grasping at each other. Enzo fucks his cock into my throat, choking me as I twist beneath him. Tomas’ mouth covers my pussy and I cry out around Enzo, my eyes rolling back again. He matches the strokes of his tongue over my clit to the pump of Enzo’s hips. It is magic, it is bright stars and glowing moons, it is the peak of pleasure and I want more. I need more. I crave more.
As Tomas continues to flick his tongue over my clit, he curls his fingers inside me again. Rubbing that spot he found earlier, he has my world spinning off its axis. With Enzo still deep in my throat, pumping his hips and telling me what a good girl I am, I am edging another orgasm.
Blinking as Mateo moves, I watch as he drips something down on his cock. Clear, stickiness. Oh. Lube. A thrill shoots through me because I know it means he is about to fuck someone. Me. Enzo. Tomas. The anticipation pushes me right over the edge and I come again, flooding Tomas’ mouth as I cry out, mouth still stuffed full of Enzo.
“Ah, fuck, that’s a good girl. Look how much sweet sugar she’s giving you, baby. Lick up every drop of her. Let Enzo taste her on your tongue.”
Shuddering beneath them, I watch as Enzo turns, his tongue out. Tomas is there, licking drops of my cum into his mouth before they kiss. Tomas groans hard, his body shuddering. It takes me a moment to focus. Mateo has shoved into Tomas from behind, bending him down as he buries himself deep.
Enzo moves to take Tomas’ place as Mateo starts to thrust. His thrusts shake the entire bed, our sounds echoing in the dark space. I notice then the mirror hanging over the bed. Seeing all of us tangled up together, Mateo fucking Tomas hard as he grips his shoulders and pounds into him, I feel another rush of wetness between my thighs.
“Enzo, it’s time, baby. Time to take our little moon.”
Yes, I think. Yes, I want him to take me. I want them all to take me. But I want Enzo first. The bond between Tomas and Mateo is clear. I find myself wondering if I can be to Enzo what Tomas is to Mateo. It is a silly idea of course. They bring women here to play with them, not to keep them.
Jealousy rips through me as I think this. Even thinking of any of them with anyone else—besides each other—enrages me. Beside me, Mateo chuckles and I flush, wondering if I am being obvious. I know tonight is it for us. I understand how these things work. Not that I have ever done...these things. Fear hits me. I dove in headfirst without a clue on how to swim.
“No condoms,” Mateo stuns me as he goes still for a moment. Snatching the condom from Enzo’s hand, he tosses it.
“Ah, fuck,” Enzo’s head falls back, a roar ripping out of him. Still fisting his thick length, he slaps it a few times against my folds. I flush because it is so lewd, but I love it. Smiling down at me, he reaches over my head, untying my hands. Pressing the tip of himself to my entrance, he goes still. I pout up at him, wriggling to entice him to push inside of me. He laughs, shaking his head at me, smacking my pussy again with his cock.
“Greedy little girl. Now you will wait,” he tells me, pushing the tip of himself inside me before pulling out. Turning slightly, he grabs the back of Tomas’ head, shoving his cock down his throat.
Beneath him, I fume. I said I wanted more. Mateo commanded him to give me more. Why won’t he? Mateo is the one laughing now, bending down to catch my furious gaze. Cradling my face, he forces my gaze to meet his.
“Don’t pout, little moon. Wouldn’t want to have to spank that sweet ass. Or is that what you want, little girl? Do you want daddy to pink that pretty ass of yours? Should we punish you by not fucking that pretty little cunt? Maybe our first time playing you don’t get any cock? Is that what you want, little girl?”
“No! Please, I want....” I am stunned when Mateo strikes me across the face. It is gentle, though there is a sting to it. I gape up at him, shocked when I feel my clit buzzing between my legs. Jesus, what sort of deviant desires have I been hiding from myself? Do I....Do I want to be hit? Do I want to be teased and tortured?
“You don’t get to demand. Be a good girl for us, tell your daddies what you want. Do you want Enzo’s big cock to stuff that tight cunt full? Or do you want to watch me fuck Tomas while he sucks Enzo off?”
“No, please, daddy,” I pant, tears in my eyes because I am a livewire of need. “Please, I want someone to fill me. I want to be fucked. I want you to use me. I want...I want you to come inside of me or all over me. Please, daddy. Please, use me because I want to be used.”
“Jesus, fuck, she’s perfect,” Enzo grunts, thumping his cock against my pussy again. He exchanges a look with Mateo before he thrusts once, tearing me wide open. Not just my body, but my soul, my very being.
I am two different people now. The messy, lost, disaster of a girl I was before that night at the wedding when I landed at their feet. Now, here with them, I am a different girl altogether. I am a needy, greedy, slutty little thing inside this room. I want to be used. To be hurt. To give pleasure to these big, beautiful men. I will never have another night like this, so I want it to count.
Crying out, my nails score down his chest as he sinks deep inside of me. It burns. He stretches me wide, his eyes dropping to watch the graphic sight of his thickness spreading my tiny pussy. I thrash beneath him as he starts to move, hissing as he pulls out and goes still.
“Fuck me,” he grits the words out. “Our little moon is a very good girl. We’re her first cocks. Jesus hell, she is absolute perfection. So tight and wet, gripping my cock like a greedy little girl. That’s my good girl, baby. Take this big cock like the good little slut you are. That is what you are, huh, baby? Tell me what a little slut you are for us.”
“Yes, yes, daddy. I am. A bad little slut for your cocks, please, please, daddy, fuck me. I don’t want any other cocks. I never did. I never will.”
“Christ,” Mateo moans, thrusting faster and harder into Tomas. They have moved so Tomas is beside me. There is a look of serene pleasure on his face as he cradles my head, bending to kiss me as their thrusts rock our bodies. “She is our good little girl. Make her come, baby. Make that pretty little pussy come on your cock. She wants it, she wants your cum in that little cunt. Don’t you baby? Tell daddy how bad you want his cum.”
“Yes, yes,” I chant, alive for the first time in my life, my entire body alight with a pleasure I wish could go on forever. “Come inside me, daddy. Please, please, use me to come. I want it. I want it, daddy, please,” I cry like a greedy little girl, my body shuddering as Enzo pounds into me again and again. I am going to hurt tomorrow, but I welcome it. I want it. To remember this. To know that for a moment in time, my mess made sense.
“Give me those eyes, little moon,” Enzo pants, fisting my hair to force me even before I can obey. “I’m going to fill this perfect little cunt up. Mateo will next. Tomas too. You’re going to be walking out of here dripping with us. Going to keep this good girl cunt full of our cum.”
Enzo slams his mouth to mine and I splinter into a thousand pieces. Beside me, Tomas grunts as he comes, his cum shooting all over me as he jerks his cock in a furious fist. Mateo comes too, jerking inside of Tomas. Enzo comes next, slowing his savage thrusts as if he truly wants to get my womb as full of his seed as he can.
We collapse together in a tangle of bodies. Staring up at the mirror above us, I can’t look away. I want to store this moment forever. Enzo doesn’t pull out of me. I don’t want him to. Mateo and Tomas cuddle up beside me, their hands on me, touching me, almost petting me.
I mutter the word Sun over and over...until I pass out.