50. Maeve
MAEVE
Heat builds between us like a living thing, crackling in the air as three pairs of hands reach for me. I’m still reeling from everything that happened tonight. I can’t fucking believe what Liam did, but I don’t want to focus on that right now. All I want to focus on is this.
These three men, and the way they make me feel.
But all of that fades away as they surround me with their warmth.
“Let us take care of you,” Ford murmurs, his hands cradling my face possessively. “We’ve got you, Spitfire. Whatever you need.”
“I need you ,” I whisper. “Keep touching me, all of you. Please, don’t stop.”
Gabriel drops to his knees in front of me, his dark eyes burning as he slides his warm palms up my legs.
“No chance in hell of that,” he rasps as he presses a possessive kiss to my knee, lingering there so that his breath warms my skin. “Can never get enough of you, no matter how hard we try.”
Hayden moves behind me, his strong hands finding the zipper of my dress with practiced ease.
“We’re going to ruin you for anyone else,” he growls against the sensitive skin of my neck, his breath hot against my skin, but his lips press a soft kiss to my pulse point.
“It’s only fair, really, since you’ve wrecked all of us. ”
They work together like the well-oiled team I’ve seen them be on so many occasions, their hands roaming over my body as they slowly strip away my clothes.
Gabriel’s mouth follows the path of my dress as it falls, pressing hot, claiming kisses to my skin.
Hayden kneels behind me to slip off my heels, carefully lifting one foot and then the other.
“Fuck, you taste incredible,” Gabriel breathes against my thigh, his hands gripping my bare skin with obvious hunger while his lips drop kisses along my inner thigh. “Could spend hours between your legs.”
“Our stubborn little Spitfire,” Ford adds affectionately, his thumb pressing against my lower lip before tracing its outline.
When I’m finally naked before them, Gabriel leans forward and presses his face between my thighs, inhaling deeply like he’s trying to memorize my scent.
“You smell fucking incredible,” he murmurs roughly. “I can’t wait to devour you.”
His tongue finds my clit with unerring precision, and I cry out at the feel of it, my entire body jolting with pleasure.
Ford and Hayden don’t just watch as idle spectators.
Their hands and mouths continue exploring, Ford’s mouth finding my breast while Hayden’s lips work along the curve of my neck and shoulder.
The combination of sensations is overwhelming, like being caught in a whirlpool of pleasure.
“That’s it,” Hayden murmurs, lifting his head for a moment to look downward. “Let Gabriel worship that sweet pussy. Show us how much you want this.”
Gabriel’s technique is fucking incredible, alternating between broad, flat strokes of his tongue and laser-focused attention on my clit that makes my vision blur. When he slowly slides two long fingers inside me while his mouth continues its assault on my clit, I nearly come apart at the seams.
“Please,” I gasp, not even entirely sure what I’m begging for. “I… I need…”
“We know exactly what you need,” Ford says with dark authority, lifting me easily in his strong arms like I weigh nothing at all. “And we’re going to give you everything you deserve, Spitfire.”
They carry me to the massive bed and lay me down on the soft sheets like I’m theirs to position however they want. I watch with unabashed hunger as they each undress, still unable to believe that these gorgeous, unattainable men have somehow become mine.
Gabriel settles between my legs once again, his mouth returning to its hungry claiming while Ford and Hayden position themselves on either side of me. Their hands roam over my body with possessive intent, gripping and squeezing my breasts until I’m writhing beneath their combined attention.
“You drive us fucking crazy,” Ford murmurs, pinching one sensitive nipple between his fingers with just enough pressure to make me gasp, then immediately soothing the sting with his thumb. “The way you respond to us.”
“Like you were made just for us,” Hayden adds, his mouth replacing Ford’s fingers with hot, demanding suction, but his hand cups my breast.
When Gabriel finally pulls back, his chin glistening with wetness, I’m already close to falling over the edge. But instead of pushing me all the way, he moves up my body with fluid grace and positions himself at my entrance.
“Ready for me, petit oiseau doux? ” he asks, the endearment rolling off his tongue with possessive heat.
“Yes,” I whisper. “Please, Gabriel. I need you inside me.”
He slides inside slowly, stretching me open for him as he fills me up just the way I crave. The sensation is incredible, but as he begins to move with careful, measured thrusts, I realize in a rush that it’s not nearly enough.
“I need more,” I gasp, my hands clutching at his broad shoulders.
“Greedy girl,” Ford says with dark approval, his hand gripping my side possessively. “Tell us exactly what you want from us.”
“I…” I drag in a shaky breath. “I want all of you. All three of you. At the same time.”
They freeze, three pairs of eyes focusing on me sharply.
“At the same time?” Hayden asks, his voice dropping.
“Yes,” I whisper, my cheeks burning with the boldness of my request. “I need to feel all three of you inside me at once. I want to be overwhelmed by you. Owned by you in every way possible.”
Gabriel groans deep in his chest, his cock twitching inside me at my explicit words. “Jesus, Maeve. Are you sure about that?”
“You want one of us filling each of your holes?” Ford asks with characteristic bluntness, and I nod eagerly, beyond caring how needy I must look.
“One in my ass, one in my pussy, and one in my mouth,” I confirm breathlessly, my entire body flushing with heat. “I want to be claimed by all of you.”
All three men groan in perfect unison, the sound almost animalistic.
“Fuck yes,” Hayden breathes like I’ve just shattered his self-control. “You want all three of us claiming you at once.”
Gabriel slides out of me with obvious reluctance, and immediately I feel achingly empty. But then Ford’s strong hands are on me, guiding me onto my hands and knees as he positions himself behind me with commanding purpose.
“We’re going to open you up and fill every inch of you,” he promises. “Until you’re ours.”
His searching fingers find the bottle of expensive lube on the nightstand, and soon I feel the cool liquid dripping onto my heated skin. He works one finger into my ass patiently, giving me time to adjust.
“Just breathe,” he murmurs against my lower back, his lips hot against my spine. “I’m going to get you ready for me.”
Gabriel moves with fluid grace to lie beneath me, his hands gripping my hips as he guides me down to straddle him.
“There we go,” he says as I sink onto his thick length again, both of us groaning at the perfect fit. “Stay right there while Ford opens you up for his cock.”
Ford continues his demanding preparation, the cool lube making me shiver as he works to open me with purpose. When he adds a second finger, I gasp sharply at the increased stretch, my body instinctively clenching around the intrusion.
“Is it too much?” he asks, hesitating for a moment.
“N-no.” I shake my head, although I stumble over the word.
“You can do this,” he encourages, his free hand gripping my hip. “I know you can, Spitfire. You can do fucking anything . And you’re going to take everything we give you.”
Gabriel helps distract me from any discomfort, rolling his hips in slow, deliberate movements that make his cock drag against my inner walls in the most torturous way.
The dual sensation is overwhelming—Gabriel’s shaft filling my pussy while Ford’s fingers stretch me open, preparing me for his own cock.
“Look how well she takes us,” Gabriel says with a groan. “Perfect for us in every way.”
When Ford adds a third finger, I cry out at the intensity of sensation. It’s not exactly pain, but it’s so much stimulation that I feel like I might actually shatter. The stretch burns in the most incredible way, and I can feel myself getting even wetter around Gabriel’s cock.
“Almost ready to take my cock in this tight ass,” Ford says, his fingers moving in and out with deliberate, demanding precision. “You’re going to feel so fucking full with both of us inside you.”
The preparation seems to go on forever, each movement of Ford’s fingers sending shockwaves of pleasure through my entire system while Gabriel remains buried deep inside me, occasionally grinding his hips to keep me balanced on the knife’s edge of climax.
By the time Ford finally withdraws his fingers, I’m trembling with arousal.
“Our girl is ready to be fucked properly,” Ford finally says in a low voice.
He positions himself at my back hole and begins to push inside with controlled force. The stretch is intense, almost overwhelming, but Gabriel’s hands on my hips and his stream of filthy encouragement help me relax into the unfamiliar sensation.
“That’s our girl,” Gabriel murmurs, his thumb stroking circles on my hip bone. “Take both of our cocks, petit oiseau doux. ”
When Ford is finally seated inside me, I feel impossibly, incredibly full. Every atom in my body is alive and on fire, and little tremors quake through my body at the overwhelming sensations.
“How does it feel to be shared like this?” Hayden asks, moving to kneel beside my head.
“Amazing,” I gasp, my voice already breathless. “So full. I feel so fucking full .”
His hand tangles possessively in my hair, and I look up to see his thick cock jutting toward my face, already glistening with precum. “Not as full as you’re about to be. I’m going to fuck this pretty mouth,” he says, his free hand cupping my face. “Is that what you want, baby?”
“Yes,” I breathe without hesitation. “Please, Hayden. Use my mouth.”
He guides himself to my lips, and I open eagerly for him, welcoming the familiar weight and taste of him. The flavor of his precum floods my senses as he slides into my mouth, giving me everything I begged for earlier.
As Hayden slides deeper into my mouth, Gabriel suddenly chokes out a groan beneath me, his entire body tensing. “Fuck,” he hisses, his fingers digging into my hips. “She’s getting so tight around me. Look at her taking all of us.”
The feel of my moan makes Hayden curse under his breath. “Goddamn, her mouth is perfect,” he groans raggedly. “It’s killing me.”
Ford begins to move, pulling out slowly before driving back in, his large hand splaying across my lower back to steady me. The sensation is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I’m filled, claimed by all three of them.
And it’s the best thing I’ve ever felt.