Chapter 44
Ivy
Their eyes rake over me like I’m something sacred and sinful all at once.
Phoenix’s voice is low as he pulls off Myles’s mask. “Myles. Sit.”
Myles grits his teeth but obeys, sinking onto the couch like a predator on a leash. A pang of disappointment hits me. I was enjoying the mask. But I know Myles will wear it again for me any time I ask.
“Ivy,” Phoenix murmurs, stepping in closer to me. His body is heat and danger and control. “You were in the middle of something, weren’t you?”
I nod, breath catching. “Yes…”
“Then finish it,” he commands, pushing me toward Myles. “On your knees.”
My lips part in a sharp inhale, cheeks burning, but I obey. The rug feels rougher on my knees as I lower myself between Myles’s legs again.
The heat of embarrassment licks between my thighs as I kneel before him. Now with two massive men watching. Men who could crush me without even trying… but whose hands have only ever made me feel worshiped.
My heart beats out of my chest as I glance sideways to Zane, gripping the doorframe with white knuckles. His jaw is tight, eyes black with something dark and restrained.
And God help me, that look is intimidating. I trust them all with my life, but this situation makes me realise my vulnerability.
Phoenix obviously notices me looking to him. “Zane,” he starts, voice steady. “Come in. Close the door behind you.”
Zane doesn’t move at first, like he’s holding himself back by a thread. Then he steps inside, softly closing the door, boots heavy against the floor, until he’s standing close enough for me to feel his heat.
The tension spikes like lightning.
“Knees spread. Mouth on his cock,” Phoenix directs me.
Myles pulls his cock out again and it pulses when my eyes fall on the piercings climbing up the underside. I wrap my lips around the head and twirl my tongue.
“Fuuuck… Ivy…” he breathes, voice strangled.
His thighs tense as I suck him back into my mouth, running my tongue over his piercings. He tastes like want and power, and I glow from how easily he lets me take it from him.
Then I feel Phoenix behind me, his hands gripping my hips, pulling them back and bending me forward until my hands touch the rug. I whimper around Myles’s cock, eyes fluttering shut.
“Don’t stop,” Phoenix murmurs from behind me. “I wanna taste this little pussy while your mouth is full.”
I barely have time to register what he said before he spreads me open, controlling my every movement as he buries his face between my thighs.
“Oh—god,” I gasp, the sound muffled by Myles’s cock.
Phoenix groans into me, tongue swirling my clit with slow, practiced circles as his fingers tease my entrance.
Myles groans above me. “Goddamn, watching you like this… your lips around me, your ass in the air—fuck, little doe, you’re unreal.”
I meet his eyes, whimpering around his thick cock, trembling as Phoenix slowly slides two fingers into me.
“You taste so fucking sweet,” Phoenix murmurs against me. “Perfect little cunt already soaked. You want us that badly, baby?”
Moaning an affirmative sound, I rock my body back and forth on his fingers. Zane exhales hard and I hear the sound of a zipper. I feel them watching, hungry gazes dragging over my skin like a slow caress, studying how my body reacts.
“That’s right,” Zane praises. “Look how needy you are. Just begging for our touch.”
Then Phoenix adds a third finger. Whimpering at the stretch, I try to pull further away from him now.
“Breathe, Ivy,” Phoenix says, rubbing a warm, steadying palm over my lower back. “You can take it.”
The words send heat spiralling through my core. My trust in him anchors, even as the ache deepens and his fingers curl.
“You’re doing so well,” he whispers, breath brushing my ear, “letting me stretch out this tight little pussy.” Then his tone changes from soothing to commanding. “Myles. Hold her.”
Myles obeys, both hands snaking into my hair and grabbing fistfuls. Moaning at the onslaught of sensations, I completely miss the threat in what Phoenix said.
So when he adds a fourth finger, I jerk forward, pulling off Myles’s cock as my scream tears the air, strings of saliva dripping from my mouth.
But Myles’s grip in my hair keeps me from getting far and Phoenix’s thick fingers keep pushing in, stretching me mercilessly while I’m held in place.
“Relax, baby,” Phoenix comforts, voice thick with something primal. “I know it’s a lot, but I need to stretch you or what we’re about to do is going to hurt… a lot.”
Tears well in my eyes and spill over as I search for Zane.
But Myles keeps my head straight, eyes softening as he sees me panicking. “Eyes on me, little doe. Stop fighting it. You’ve got this.”
I sob and surrender to whatever I inadvertently signed up for, taking him back into my mouth.
Myles shudders violently, hips lifting to fuck deeper into my throat. “Fuck, that’s it, little doe… give me all your pretty tears. Just like that. Goddamn, you suck cock so fuckin’ good. You’re making me lose my mind.”
Phoenix slowly pumps those four fingers in while his thumb rubs my clit, his steady rhythm spreading my arousal until all four fingers are so deep inside me that I can almost feel his knuckles.
“Look at you taking it,” Phoenix muses. “Stretching around my hand like you were made for this. Such a good little whore.”
Nothing but the glug of Myles’s cock in my throat comes out in reply as Phoenix rubs my clit with rhythmic pressure. The pain blooms into something blinding and addictive, radiating outward into white-hot pleasure.
“Good girl,” Phoenix drawls, humming at the wet sounds as he speeds up his hand. “That’s it, Ivy. You’re opening up for me.” I can feel his knuckles pressing against me with each thrust of his hand and the bite of the intrusion starts to feel like something I need.
Zane crouches beside me, knuckles grazing my cheek tenderly. “Look at you,” he murmurs. “Taking everything and still wanting more.”
Spurred on by Zane’s attention, I begin pushing back into Phoenix’s hand. But his other hand grips my hip to steady me as he takes control and gives me what I want.
Phoenix slows his thrusts again, folds his thumb in and slowly forces his knuckles past my soaked entrance.
He growls as I whine, pumping gently before pulling his hand out again and smearing my arousal over my quivering pussy.
Entering his hand again, it slides in easier this time, slowing before his knuckles breech the tight ring of muscles and sliding deeper than I thought humanly possible.
I can feel the moment my body accepts him, closing around his wrist and relaxing. He twists his hand, pulling and pushing as his fingers massage my insides.
Then he slowly pulls out, rubbing my ass cheeks with adoration and smearing my wetness. Until he hooks both his thumbs into my pussy and stretches me open wide again.
Zane huffs out a breath—like the sound costs him.
Phoenix pulls back just enough to rasp, “You want a taste, Zane?”
“Fuck, yes,” Zane rasps.
The next thing I feel is a tongue entering me, licking the inner walls of my gaping pussy,
“She’s shaking,” Myles pants. “Look at her… Fuck, Phoenix… I’m gonna—”
“Not yet,” Phoenix warns, both of them pulling away from me completely.
I whine at the loss, body pulsing and empty.
“Up,” he orders, helping me stand on wobbly legs as Myles reluctantly lets me go. He spins me to face him and walks me backwards until the backs of my knees hit the couch between Myles’s legs.
Both of their faces glisten with my juices but Zane has his cock in his hand, stroking himself as he watches my ruining.
“Sit,” Phoenix commands, pushing me down. “We’re gonna go slow but you’re gonna take everything we give you.”
Unable to find any words, I just nod, sniffling my tears back as I meet his ignited gaze. My whole body is on fire, still quivering from Phoenix’s use, my clit throbbing.
Myles groans as the head of his cock pushes past my entrance and I moan, muscles clenching around him greedily as I sit slowly. His piercings drag against my walls as I slide further down.
“That’s it,” Phoenix praises. “All the way.”
When I’m fully seated, I hear Myles’s head hit the back of the couch, with a stifled moan. “Fuck—she’s still so tight. She’s squeezing me already,” he pants.
Phoenix leans down, thumb finding my clit as I start to tremble. “You’re doing so good for us,” he murmurs. “Open that pussy again.”
I meet Zane’s gaze as he tightens his fist around his cock and groans, but his eyes hold no reassurance.
Then I feel Phoenix’s fingers at my entrance again, sliding in beside Myles’s cock and opening me wider.
The stretch is unbelievable, the pressure blinding. I cry out again, legs shaking violently before Phoenix’s heavy hands hold them still.
“Ph-Phoenix…” I whimper.
“Breathe, babygirl,” Phoenix says as he soothes the burn with his thumb on my clit. “You can take it.”
His fingers work in me slowly until my muscles begin to loosen again and adjust.
Pleasure ripples through my body and my eyelids flutter shut as my hips start rocking into their movements, no longer fighting them.
“Hold her down,” Phoenix commands.
“What?!” I yelp, eyes flashing open again.
But it’s too late. Myles is fast.
In one swift motion, he hooks both his arms under my knees and pulls them to my shoulders, trapping my arms underneath as he pulls me tight against his chest.
Fear ripples through my body and I instinctually push back against Myles’s hold, whimpering wordless pleas.
Zane’s jaw flexes like he’s grinding stone to keep from stepping in. His voice slices through my haze, rumbling with warning. “Phoenix, if you hurt her, I swear—”
“She’s wet enough to take all three of us. A little pain never killed anyone,” Phoenix growls without looking up from me, his cock now out and probing where Myles is already impaling me.
Clarity crashes down on me. “Wait—no,” I gasp, fighting harder against Myles’s iron grip but not gaining any movement.
Then Phoenix pushes inside.