Chapter Fifteen
Orchid.
This was crazy. She couldn’t—shouldn’t—be in love with her husbands. That wasn’t how it was supposed to work. This was clearly a marriage of protection. They were doing her father another favor to keep her safe. There was nothing romantic about it.
They would be married in name only. And nothing more.
“Orchid,” Brent said, and her name on his lips broke her. She put Tulip down, who immediately slipped out of the door to go exploring.
“I can’t be married to you, Brent, and you, River, and you, Cash.”
“Why not?”
“Because I can’t be in love with my husbands of convenience,” she said so softly that she barely heard herself say those words.
“Say that again.”
“I love you, Brent. I love you, River. I love you, Cash. It’s not going to work. It’s not—”
She didn’t get much further before she was taken into strong, muscular arms and crushed between them.
Brent captured her lips in a searing kiss,and a circle of flames engulfed her. He kissed her until she couldn’t think anymore, exploring her mouth the only way he could, demanding her submission and rewarding her gift with such an intense touch that she felt dizzy. She cried into his mouth as he bit her lip and clung to him as he kissed it better.
River her took next, his tongue exploring her mouth as if she were precious treasure, and everywhere he touched, he unearthed a sensation. Sucking her tongue drew all the blood to her clit, and licking her lips over and over again made her want to squeeze her own nipples.
She sailed into Cash’s arms, her mouth now swollen from all her kisses. Cash, using his thumb, lowered her bottom lip, and then planted soft kisses on the inside. After a while, his attention drove her wild, and she pressed herself to him and kissed him instead. The chuckle he emitted could have made her come, just like that. He took charge of her then, and she was sure her feet were no longer touching the floor.
They stripped her of her clothes, leaving her naked and wet and so needy she was going to explode. She hungrily reached for their cocks—the need to touch overriding everything, including her inexperience.
“On your knees, sweetheart,” Cash ordered her gruffly.
She sank to the floor and gasped in both delight and panic at the sight of their cocks as they peeled away their clothes. They were gods; there was no other way to put it.
The taste buds in her mouth sizzled. She parted her lips and eagerly licked each one of their cocks, her eyes darting up to them as they twitched in her hand, under her tongue. There was something so innately erotic about having their cocks in her mouth, kissing them, licking a path across their thick veins that they made her think she was the only woman alive. But god, they were huge, too big, but so beautifully crafted she couldn’t stop exploring them. The bolder she got, the bigger they got, and the harsher their breathing became, until Brent threaded his hands through her hair and pulled her off him.
“The first time we come will be inside your pussy, and your ass. All three of us.” His words were final. For a brief moment, she couldn’t wrap her head around what he meant, but it didn’t matter. They were touching her. She was going to be okay, so she nodded in agreement.
Brent picked her up and tossed her onto the bed, parting her legs wide.
Intuitively, she tried to wriggle away, but River and Cash slipped in on either side of her, kissing the sides of her neck and trailing their tongues over to her nipples. She almost flew off the bed when the heat of their mouths fused with the aching, engorged tips of her breasts. They licked and kissed and sank their sharp teeth into her until she was begging them to stop, and never to stop at the same time. The opposing sensations blew her mind.
She felt Brent’s breath fan against the heated flesh of her pussy. The need to close her legs quadrupled.
“This pussy belongs to us now. Never try to block us from eating our fill,” Brent warned. With that, he ran the whole of his tongue down her seam before he let the tip of his tongue disappear between her folds.
Dear. God.
Brent sucked on her clit, on her folds. He filled his mouth with her wetness, and while he appeared to be savoring her taste, River and Cash let their hands roam down her body, over her flat stomach, to her smooth mons, and then to her pussy. They dipped their finger into her, scooping out her wetness and then letting it drip from their fingertips onto her nipples.
She turned blood red. She was so embarrassed that she was so wet, but the way they growled so primally at the sight of her essence drenching her nipples far outweighed her mortification.
They did that repeatedly. Brent sucked on her. River and Cash coated their fingers in her juices and let it pool on her nipples. When Brent took hold of her clit and River and Cash sucked up her wetness from her breasts, she came so quickly, so hard, and thoroughly, she cried out their names in quick succession.
“Fucking perfect.”
“Please,” she whispered, begging for anything they could give her.
“Sweetheart,” Brent said, towering over her. “Will you let me into your sweet, soft, tight pussy?”
“Yes,” she said, urgently.
“Will you let River into your sweet, soft, tight ass?”
Oh god.
“Yes,” she said, breathlessly.
“Will you let Cash also into your sweet, soft, tight ass?”
Oh god. Oh god.
A wave of lava washed over her.
“That’s how it has to be the first time we claim you, sweetheart. That’s how we brand your body. That’s how you belong to us.”
“Yes. Yes, please, now. I want to belong to you now. Please do it, now.”
Her head lifted off the bed as Brent guided his cock to her pussy. Her natural response was to deny him entry. He was too big. How was she going to take all three of them? She was going to fail.
“Your body was made for us, Orchid,” Brent said as if he could read her mind.
He slipped in a little more.
These were the men she loved. Her body was made for them. Only for them. Always for them. She’d never admit it to anyone, but from the moment she set her eyes on Brent, River, and Cash three years ago, through Sara, her friend who had been hopelessly infatuated with them, the three billionaires had crept into Orchid’s dreams, leaving her flustered and with an ache between her legs. She vowed she’d never fall for them; she was too smart. Well, look at her now.
She raised herself up, taking him inside her pussy, choosing to relish and savor the mind-altering burn of being stretched to accommodate him instead of trying to squirm away.
“Fuck,” Brent grunted. “I have to go deep,” he said, so strained, she reached up and kissed him.
Tears spilled from her eyes as he embedded himself so deep inside her, her body threatened to bow under him. But she didn’t want that to happen, so she kept her rigidly still.
“Pure heaven,” Brent growled.
Brent flipped her around so that she was straddling him, surprising her by the change in position. The scent of coconut oil filled the air. Her nerves, drunk with sensation, pulled taut as River and Cash began to lubricate her bottom hole, with Brent still inside her.
They took their time, deepening their touch with every new stroke, adding one more finger each time as well, until she felt open enough, and she couldn’t take it anymore and begged them to put their cocks inside her.
She had no idea what she was asking for.
River and Cash lined both their lubricated cocks up at the entrance of her backside at the same time. They breached the first layer of her resistance before they started to take turns penetrating her. Slowly. The more intense the burn, the more deliciously agonizing the stretch, the closer they were to being fully inside her.
“Please,” she whimpered, drenching Brent’s cock as she squeezed her walls around him. “Please, now.” She needed to feel this fullness inside her now. She needed them.
River found passage inside her. Cash followed. For a minute, she saw only stars. She daren’t breathe, or she would crush their cocks inside her.
“Breathe,” Brent ordered her.She shook her head.
“We love you. Breathe for us, sweetheart.”
She let out a breath, and her body cascaded into a sweet oblivion where pain was pleasure and pleasure was pain.
“You’re so damn perfect for us,” River said.
“You still think convenience is all this marriage will be about?” Cash asked from behind her, his cock together with River’s almost fully embedded into her ass.
“We asked you to marry us because we fucking love you,” River said as both he and Cash took her body like they owned it.
“All of you, every bit, every sound you make, every smile, every breath. We love you,” Brent said, and he started to move, too, his cock felt twice as big inside her.
“You love me?” She sobbed, whimpering as they took charge of her body.
“How could we not? You were ours the first moment we set eyes on you, our sneaky mafia princess.”
“You are our wife.”
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” she cried and squealed as an orgasm sailed through her, and a sense of transcendence surpassed her when they erupted inside her, filling her up with their cum.
“I love you. Forever.”