Chapter 2
Two
Magnolia
T hree men prowl in my direction. They are impressive, formidable, and all are looking at me like I’m prey.
I take a step back, ready to run into my office. But I grow still before bolting. Old fears rush over me before I get a moment to smother them in reality.
These three are not him. They are not here to hurt me.
Then why am I running? The hunger in their eyes, for one. The dark promises those few words hold for another.
“Gentlemen.” I offer in a steady tone, proud of how calm I sound.
The first man I met, the one with the white mask, stands straightening his cufflinks. He’s flanked on either side by the other men. Their black masks hide half of their faces. Red light washes over their handsome features.
White Mask steps closer and this time, instead of saying anything. Offering me a chance to back away or say no, he takes what he wants.
His lips are on mine, and his hands drive into my loose hair. This time I don’t think I hear a growl. I know I do and he sounds like a starving beast.
His friends come up on either side and I’m in someone’s arms.
No words. No can we or may we . All three take what they want.
God and all His angels need to look away because this time I’m not stopping this sin from happening.
A whimper catches on my lips, and it takes everything I have not to beg for them to take me right here and right fucking now. I fight not to release all the emotions burning through my body like rocket fuel sizzling every cell of my body from the inside out.
Hands caress, squeeze, and light a fire across every inch of skin their touches can find. Thin silk doesn’t hide much, and these men know exactly where to stroke and kiss.
Lips fall over my tattoo. I never imagined a man working my ink, but the one with the braid traces every line with the tip of his tongue.
“Petals,” he murmurs so damn seductively the virgin walls of my pussy clench. “So damn sweet.”
The one with the braid has found a few glitter spots his friend left behind.
No names, no pressure, I remind myself when my lips move to ask his name. Someone lifts me, and I wrap my legs around them. I can’t tell who because one of them has my mouth in a kiss so delicious I can’t find it in me to lift my eyelids and break the spell that has fallen over us. A hand claims my chin, and another takes my mouth. This one is gentle.
At first. And then he turns ravenous. His tongue dips, curls against the roof of my mouth, and then captures my tongue when I gasp with surprise. He sucks, nibbles, and then repeats the toe-curling string of events all over again.
I fight the hold he has on me and finally open my eyes to see it’s the silent one. Light brown hair. Strong jawline. Perfect fucking lips.
Lips curl around my nipples and I break my kiss with his friend to find the one in the white mask sucking me through the thin silk of my dress. Pleasure sends my eyes rolling. My entire world is not tilting anymore. It is flat-out rolling downhill at a life-altering speed.
“Come,” the quiet one commands with a husk of arousal.
I’m in his arms. Strong hands grip my ass through my dress. One by one, each of his fingers digs into the plump flesh of my ass. It’s short enough to not rip when I wrap my legs around his middle. But the material rides up far enough to expose what I have on underneath.
The thick length of his arousal presses against the wet material of my panties. I would be embarrassed by how wet I am if I wasn’t so damn horny and in need of every dark promise the three have.
He starts walking. I am about to ask where too, when the one to my left leans in and scrapes his teeth across my neck, causing my scream to finally break free. Chuckling, he retraces the path with his wicked tongue, and I shudder, gasping and so desperately ready for the promise of more I see in the depths of his eyes.
“Bring her.”
The one holding me hasn’t stopped kissing me. Frankly, I don’t want him to. Using the pads of my fingers, I trace the edges of his mask. Knowing I cannot peel it off and see the man underneath, I reserve myself to feel every other part of him. Silk hair, hard muscles, and a cock that is going to take my virginity.
I know I should balk and save it for the “right one”. But screw that. I grew up either fearing my sexuality or being told it was owned by someone else. Namely, my former guardian.
But the pastor’s wife was wrong, and my guardian will never lay another hand on me.
We stop moving, and I am slowly lowered to the floor. I take in my surroundings with one sweep and realize this is happening quickly. The rule-follower part of my brain tries to slam on the brakes. But the devil inside me is throwing more coal onto the fire.
Shit. Why do I have to be so damn black-and-white all the time? “I didn’t sign the book. I can’t be in here.”
Sometimes I hate myself and my goodie-two-shoes ways.
“You can be anywhere you want to be.”
The one with the white mask lifts my arm and places a kiss over my key before he steps back and sheds his tuxedo jacket. Behind him the one with the braid closes the door and locks it.
Instead of being scared, the adrenaline jacking my system is from anticipation of what happens next.
“Don’t worry about the rules. Tonight is not about them. It’s about pleasure, right? No one here needs to know what happens behind our closed door.”
Err…that is not how this club operates. Everyone signs the book. The good angel on my shoulder is breaking out her pack of cigarettes while the devil on the other is cackling in glee.
“I’m Danika.”
Well, damn. There goes another rule. The floor under me shakes and I’m thrown off balance as my reality shifts. They don’t need to know that I work here. I can keep a secret. If they don’t ask, I won’t tell.
Damn straight you won’t. My inner voice is usually full of reason and accountability, but tonight she’s throwing up all kinds of bad ideas. Ideas like, what no one knows can’t hurt them.
Sure. Let’s roll with that.
“Oliver.”
“Rune.”
They each introduce themselves and I can’t explain it, but I feel their names carve into my psyche with every uttered syllable coming from their lips. I swear with every ounce of my being a connection is forged. I will forever carry these men with me.
Mentally collecting my heart from the floor, I find my voice too.
“Magnolia,” I offer and all three cock their heads to the side as if waiting for the truth.
“It’s not a pseudonym. I was born with it. Promise.”
Oliver, the man with the light-brown hair who rather show me his desire than speak, takes my hand in his and turns it over. He places a fervent kiss on the center of my palm and from there on out the entire evening is a blur of pleasure and pain just like Danika promised.
“It suits you beautifully.”
All three discard their bow ties, shirts, and I do nothing but marvel at the sight of them standing fully naked in front of me a moment later. Muscles bulge and ripple. Soft light cascades over us from an elegant crystal chandelier and the shadow play is just right.
Their deeply-tanned skin is covered in ample amounts of tattoos in various swirls of ink in almost every shade of color known to man. Chains, roses, skulls, and daggers. Arms, shoulders, and a few sprinkled across the lower abdomen. They leave little skin untouched.
And of course, their golden key lies amongst the flourishes of tattoos. For them to be on this floor, they have to be key masters so under all that pretty ink lies their hidden access.
Mixed in with those tattoos are scars, too. Lots of them. Bullet holes. I am a virgin, not inexperienced in life. I know these men are dangerous but it’s not like I’m accepting a proposal here tonight.
Strong tatted-up fingers grip thick cocks dripping with pre-cum.
“Maybe you can show me a little of what I am getting tonight. Make it worth breaking the rules over.” I don’t mean to sound like a tease, but I have to admit. I like the animalistic growls coming out of the three of them.
I don’t know where the playful kitten routine is coming from.
“Seeing you take my cock in between those pretty pink lips is going to be an early Christmas present.”
They stroke their hard cocks and I watch as pre-cum wets the swollen heads.
I back up. One step and then another when all three advance on me. My dress hits the floor, my shoes, too. I’m tossed into the middle of the bed, and I’m consumed from mouth to toes. They fall over me. Skin on skin. I don’t do it consciously but when I feel one of them press against me, I take their cock in hand and massage the hard flesh.
Danika’s growl is primal.
Lips, hands, and tongues caress and love every inch of my body.
And then time slows when Danika helps me to my knees. Behind me I feel hands grip my hips. I angle my head around to see Rune loosen his braid. Dark hair falls over his muscular shoulders.
Strong arms wind around me, and my back is pulled into his front. His length presses into the crease of my ass and he slowly rocks. My whole body trembles, melts with anticipation, sending my heart into a fluttering race.
“Rune.”
“Yes, petals?”
I don’t have a question. Not one that needs a verbal answer, anyway. I reach behind me and run my fingers through his long hair. Lengths of black silk fall over my shoulder to tease the taut tips of my nipples.
Oliver comes up to my side and steals me from his friends.
“Not fair, fucker,” they say but there isn’t an ounce of hatred in their tone.
Oliver brushes them off and presses his forehead against mine. “You can leave. We won’t do anything but help you back into your dress. But please don’t leave us. Spend a night between us and let whatever comes to be happen.”
“What makes you think I don’t want to be here?”
“The weariness in your eyes. The crease between your brows.”
The sincerity of his words rings in my ears.
“I’ve never done this. It feels wrong and right all at once.” I look at each of them, but it’s Oliver who takes my face in his hands and pulls me back to him like he needs to be the one to say these next words.
“You’ve made me feel something that scares the hell out of me, Magnolia.”
My heart doesn’t know what to do with what he says. “But you don’t know me.”
“I don’t care about your history.”
“None of us do.” Danika brushes my hair to the side and Rune places a kiss on my exposed shoulder.
“What are you saying?”
Each of them is touching me. Holding me. Kissing me anywhere they can reach.
“We’re saying tonight is going to leave us all scarred and damn if the three of us care as long as we get a few hours with someone as tender and innocent as you.”
That is Rune.
Danika takes my hand and guides it to Oliver’s impressive cock. Pre-cum drips from the end. He wraps his hand around mine and together we stroke him from base to tip. With each upward caress, more hot seed spills from the slit. I stroke my thumb through the liquid, tempted to taste him. But what would they think of me if I made such a daring move?
“There’s nothing to be shy about, Magnolia. It’s okay to want. But you look so beautiful when you are so unsure.” He takes his thumb, gathers a fat drop of his pre-cum and holds it out for me to lick clean. “You can have a taste, beautiful.”
With Danika looking on and Rune keeping me steady, I lean forward and open for their friend. Holding his gaze, I stick out my tongue and moan when I taste him.
“Close your mouth, baby, and lick it clean.”
I follow his lead and moan around his thumb. Tangy and salty.
Danika pulls my attention his way.
He has a scar through his left eyebrow. A fight? An accident? Does it matter? I trace the thin white line.
“Magnolia?” Danika is on his knees in front of me. His scent fills my lungs. There is no boundary between us. He lifts my chin and nibbles on the edge. I always hated the dip in the middle, but the way he lavishes my cleft chin with so much attention he makes me feel utterly perfect.
“Yes?” I whisper, when my senses take a moment to work.
“Look up.”
I follow his line of sight.
“Oh,” I say breathlessly. Scattered lights around the room throw us in stark relief to the white sheets beneath us. The sight of us intertwined together is beautiful. They are breathtakingly stunning. Together we paint a picture of carnal lust.
“You’re irresistible. Look how beautiful you are between your three lovers,” Rune whispers in my ear like he is sharing a secret just between us.
I can’t fathom the idea that they have not shared a lover before me, but each of them makes me feel treasured. All three are talking like our coming together is fate, but it is all part of their ruse. I am sure women all over the world have fallen for their games. And that is okay. This is a fantasy, right?
“Lay her back, Rune.”
Rune reclines and takes me down with him. Hot skin on skin. He spreads me over his torso face up and Oliver settles my feet wide, exposing me to Danika’s gaze.
Their eyes caress over the swell of my breasts, the dip, and rise of my hips, and womanly curves. This is as filthy as it is perverse, and I love it.
Rune reaches around me and gathers the weight of my breasts in both hands. He massages and squeezes their heavy weight with perfect pressure.
My head relaxes on his shoulder, but I want nothing more than to melt into the bliss of his claiming touch. But not yet. Not while his friends grip my thighs and hold me open.
I know what comes next and I have this burning need to watch it happen so I can commit this moment to my memory.
Danika lowers his dark head between my thighs. When he drags the pad of his wet tongue over my throbbing clit, I cry out so loud my entire world quakes.
“Has another man ever licked your sweet pussy before, petals?” Rune asks. “Be honest.”
I shake my head, embarrassed I might not be experienced enough to pleasure these men fully.
“Mm…then watch how much he enjoys the taste of you on his tongue. Watch your lover lick your juices and pleasure that beautiful pussy.” He points to the mirror above us and for a long moment I can’t look away.
Blond hair blends with black. All their richly-tan skin makes the milky cream of mine stand out.
And then there is Danika. His wide back is on full display. I was right about the tattoos. They wrap around his muscular back.
“Do you wanna come on his tongue, petals?”
Rune tips my chin around and angles his head to where he can look me in the eye when I say, “More than anything in the world.”
A masculine groan comes from between my legs. I dig my fingers into Danika’s thick hair. “Oh—yes—good,” I moan. There’s truly nothing between any of us and that makes me wetter. Hot liquid drips down the crack of my ass and I can feel it wetting me in places I’ve never had a man before.
I guess that makes me a double virgin. I shudder at the thought that comes to mind. Hoping...maybe. Would I be brave enough if it came to that? I hope so. Oliver spread my folds for his friend.
Am I wetting Rune? Is it a turn-on for him? I wish I wasn’t so na?ve about what men like? I see it with the members, but I can only assume.
Rune breaks out into a string of curses. “Fuck, she’s already dripping all over my cock, Danika, and we haven’t even taken her yet. She’s gonna grip our cocks and ruin us entirely.”
Rune turns my head and takes my lips in an unhurried kiss. He’s greedy and likes to take what he wants when he wants it, I am quickly learning. They all do. “You’re our fucking goddess, petals.”
Ours?
For the night, is what he means.
I meet Oliver’s dark look, groaning at how close he is to me. He kneels at my side looking at me through hooded eyes. He’s stroking his hard cock in slow, languid strokes. All I have to do is turn my head and lean forward a little and I could have another taste.
“Do you want a taste?”
I nod, taking the edge of my lip between my teeth. My pulse pounds and I feel the throb throughout my entire body.
“Such a greedy girl,” Oliver lifts my head from his friend’s shoulder with one hand. The other is wrapped around his length. He puts the fat, swollen head to my mouth and coats my lips with his pre-cum.
“Open for me, lover.”
I follow Oliver’s guidance. He slips in, gliding his thick cock over my tongue. He pushes in until he taps the back of my throat. His head falls back and the groan of masculine pleasure that comes from his mouth causes goosebumps to flush across my heated skin.
I gasp as he pulls out and pushes back in. He does it again, but this time, I don’t let him go so easily.
He hisses fiercely and the hand he holds my head with tightens around my hair.
I swallow, shivering in ecstasy. Our eyes connect and the shock of electricity between us is powerful. “Just like that,” he encourages, his eyes blazing with the same need kindling inside my core.
Between my legs, his friend takes that moment to slip a finger into my virgin pussy while Rune devotes all his attention to my breasts. Seeking fingers tug and pinch at my nipples while he slowly grinds his shaft through the crack of my ass.
Danika pushes in another finger and I unconsciously rock my hips and moan around Oliver’s cock.
Oliver rumbles out words in a language my frazzled brain can’t recognize at the moment. His words drip with liquid fire and fall from his lips with heat and passion.
“Open wide. Take more of me, lover.” I do as he instructs and savor the taste of his pre-cum. I hollow my cheeks around his length and feel the pulse of his shaft as Danika eats his fill of my pussy.
My gaze rakes over the inked chains and the scars slashing across Oliver’s abdomen and torso. Others might see imperfection, but all I see is masculine beauty.
Strong fingers dig into the tender flesh of my thighs. Danika swirls, dips, and slides his expert knowledge of how to send a woman crashing into an orgasm.
Heat spreads and the fire consumes every live nerve ending from my core outward.
I arch into the pleasure. Oliver pulls out and joins his friend. Roughened fingers against my throbbing clit are too much. He flicks and strokes with just the right amount of pressure.
“Danika! Oh! Oliver, please!” I beg. “Oliver!” The warm sound of his unhurried chuckle infuriates me. I try to sit up and pull away from all the sensations bombarding my senses, but Rune’s hold on me turns unyielding.
“Shh, petals. Let them make you feel good,” he purrs into my ear in a low gravelly tone.
I shudder and pull in a deep, ragged breath as Danika’s tongue drags across my pussy and gets hotter, more insistent. I have no choice but to clutch at Oliver and Rune when Danika spreads my ass open and his tongue…
“Danika! Wait, what are you…”
“Is Danika licking your ass, petals?”
“Oh, God…”
Rune’s low laugh vibrates into my back and is a whole other sensation to add to my rapidly growing list. “Yes, yes, he is!” Oliver holds me open when I try to close my legs around Danika’s shoulders. “Does it feel good?” he asks, stroking two fingers over my clit.
Thick muscular arms wrap around me, and I’m anchored to Rune’s chest. “Answer Oliver. Tell him the truth. There’s nothing to be shy about.”
Danika’s tongue drags across my most intimate place. He presses against the tight ring, and I nearly lose my grip on my sanity. I can’t find it in me to care about contracts, rules, or my job. All I can think about is him taking me there.
I rock my hips and arch off Rune’s chest when Danika breaks the barrier of my ass and sinks in his thumb. “Yes!” I scream, ignoring the flames hitting my cheeks. It feels too good to be embarrassed right now. “I’ve done nothing like this before.” My chest heaves and falls with my jagged breathing.
“Do you want to come all over Danika’s face?”
I nod vigorously. “Yes, yes! I do!” I can’t catch my breath. The pain of needing to release and having it so far out of reach at the same time is driving me mad.
“Beg them, petals. Beg your lovers for the release you want. Make them believe it’s all for them.”
“Danika, please!” I buck against his face and reach for Oliver’s hand torturing my clit, but Rune expects my move and captures my wrist.
“Use your words,” he urges.
“Danika. I want to give you everything I have. Oliver, please. Make me come for your friend. It’s for both of you. All of me is only for you.”
“Isn’t she beautiful when she begs, brothers?”
Danika’s growl vibrates against my ass. He moves up and curls his tongue around my swollen nub. My body doesn’t wait to react. It’s ready even if my brain is stuck on the fact that when they take me it’s going to hurt no matter how prepared they make me.
Between my thighs, Danika’s fingers push in and out. Wet sounds hit my ears, and it oddly makes me eager to feel their cocks sliding through all my sticky wetness.
Suddenly all the pain of my withheld climax releases and I’m weightless. My orgasm is swift and all-consuming. My core tightens. I cry out, clawing at the sheets and feeling my entire world blur as my three dominant lovers take control of my body.
Danika moves up the enormous bed and settles beside Rune. I’m lifted and settled over Danika with Rune coming between my legs this time.
“Are you protected?”
I know what he is asking and briskly nod. “The pill.”
He moves my hair aside and wraps his arms around me protectively. “Good, but I would gladly sink my cock into you and breed you every day of the week.”
My whole body trembles from the profound depth of his words.
All three hover so close our heavy breathing mingles along with our body heat. Between us a roaring heat blazes and when our gazes collide, I find the raw need inside me mirrored back.
“That is God’s honest,” Oliver admits, coming to stretch his large body out beside us.
“Do you want this, Magnolia?”
“I’m here, aren’t I?”
“We are going to take your virginity and we are doing it bare. None of us are pulling out until you are dripping with our seed.” The finality in his tone sends my libido into a tailspin.
“But before that happens we want to see your face, Magnolia. Show us your true beauty.”
I forgot all about the mask. I hesitate.
“No mask. We bared our identities. Will you do the same for us?” Oliver plays with the ties of my mask and waits patiently for my answer. His friend isn’t as patient.
Rune dips his head and licks his tongue over my dripping slit.
“Not fair,” I cry out and inhale sharply.
His arrogant smile makes my insides quiver with anticipation for when it’s his turn. It says the man will fuck me so hard I won’t be able to walk for a week. Holding his gaze, I reach for the edge of my silk mask and pull back the last shield protecting me. They know who I am now. They’ll see me walking these halls and realize they slept with the hired staff. But I don’t care. This experience is worth it.
“God, help me. You’re too damn beautiful to be ruined by the likes of us,” Rune husks.
“There you are.” Danika strokes the tip of his thumb down the slope of my cheek and holds me steady for Oliver to kiss my lips.
“Watch.” Danika points to the mirror as his friend takes his cock in hand. Rune strokes the heavy length, forcing pre-cum to the tip.
“Don’t look away,” he coos gently. “Watch as we take you. You’ll remember this moment and when you take another man between your legs, you’ll dream it is us. We are going to ruin that pussy for anyone who comes after us. And you’re going to watch it happen. Don’t look away.”
“I can’t look away. Not even if I wanted to.”
“Give it to her,” Danika roughs out, his arms turning into chains locking me to him.
Rune smears my folds with his friend’s pre-cum. Is it crazy to feel marked? Because it’s exactly what I see in his eyes when Danika’s dark eyes meet my green ones.
“Mine,” he growls in my ear. “I want your virgin blood on my cock.”
The sexiest fucking thing ever.
“Ahh.” My lips fall open when Rune places the head of Danika’s thick shaft at my entrance. Oliver reaches over and holds my folds wide.
I’m mesmerized by the way my body stretches over the head of this man’s cock. One inch at a time Danika eases into my virgin channel and he doesn’t stop until he hits a barrier.
I tremble the more my body stretches to accommodate his thickness. I shake my head and force myself past the tinge of pain.
“There’s no way through without the pain. Are you with us?” Danika asks.
“I am.”
I’m breathless and my heart races, because this right here right now is suddenly all too real. After Danika fully penetrates me and feeds my womb with his hot seed, there’s no going back.
There’s no going back now, and he’s only a few inches inside me.
Together, all three slowly let me take the lead as I sit up and give my weight over to Rune. He helps me sink over Danika. Their hands rove over my body, eagerly seeking to soothe the pain away. Oliver reaches between Rune and me. When his fingers find my clit I take the last few inches of cock into my body.
I cry out and let my head fall back. Hot mouths consume my cries of pain.
“She’s impossibly tight. Goddamn. You’re perfect, Magnolia.”
Danika moves under me. Slow at first and then he rocks with a fierceness my body demands. And then the sudden sharp stab of uncomfortableness morphs into something unexpected.
“I never thought pain could so easily turn into consuming pleasure.”
“I told you, didn’t I, beautiful?”
Leaning into Rune, I angle my head around to look At Danika. A fine sheen of sweat covers his gorgeous body. Strong fingers dig into the flesh of my hips, and he thrust up into my channel giving me exactly what he promised. A mix of pleasure and pain.
“You did. Show me more.”
Large hands move to grip my waist and Danika pulls out and then pushes the thick, swollen crown of his cock past my pussy lips again, sinking balls-deep in one smooth glide.
Writhing over him, I move my hips, but he grips me in place.
“Let me fuck you. If you move, I’ll come too soon.”
Oliver kisses me deeply and Rune bends to capture a peak and lavishes me with sweet torment against my nipples.
Danika is so big and thick I don’t know how I’m taking all of him so deep inside my freshly-claimed pussy, but I do. And I want him deeper. I meet his upward thrusts with my own.
“Lay back. Hold her open for me, Oliver. I need to have more of her on my tongue.”
Oliver helps me into Danika’s arms who hasn’t let up in pounding into me. I look on and watch Rune fall over me and lick my clit. Using both of his thumbs he rubs my folds, smearing the blood and juices over my skin.
It’s dirty. Filthy beyond measure and I can’t peel my eyes off the mirror.
Warm lips latch around my clit. I cry out desperately for the release building inside me.
“I need to come, Danika!” I scream, desperate for him to fuck me harder. “Rune please!” I don’t care how it happens, only that it does. I faintly hear Oliver offer up a soft laugh before he sets to torturing my nipples. His mouth roams over my chest from one to the other. If he isn’t biting he’s sucking.
“My God, please!”
Danika’s cock swells inside me, and he picks up speed. He starts to growl and groan louder, his thrusts becoming more powerful as he fucks me furiously.
“Tell me you want my seed, Magnolia. Let me hear you say those sweet words and I’ll give you everything.”
Danika’s arms turn protective, possessive.
“Yes, Danika. I want you. I gave you my virginity now you owe me yourself in return.” I don’t know why these words are falling from my lips, but I feel them down to my soul. I want him. This stranger who makes me feel like an irreplaceable treasure.
“Take me, lover.” He holds me to him, and I don’t know which of us hits our release first—Danika or me.
My walls tighten around Danika’s pulsing length and we both fall over the edge.
Hot, thick ropes of cum splash inside, filling me up.
I don’t get a second to bask in the glory of taking Danika’s seed or my second orgasm of the night. Or is it my third? Who cares!
I am flipped over on Oliver’s chest, and he takes my knees and pins me open for his friend.
“Just like that. Hold her for me, brother.” Rune moves between our legs and buries his cock inside me with one fluid thrust.
My mouth hinges open and I try to draw in a deep breath, but Oliver is there to steal the air from my lungs. His lips claim mine and everything I am now belongs to him.
My heart beats so fast at knowing I’m dripping with his friend’s sperm and Rune is feeding it right back inside me.
He’s thick, long, and stretches me differently than his friend. I clench around him. If I don’t get pregnant tonight, it would be by a miracle. Excess milk spills from my core to my folds, clit, and probably drips all over Oliver. He doesn’t seem to care. His tongue dives deep into my mouth and he’s hell-bent on memorizing the inside.
Wet sounds of our fucking fill the large room and I don’t know how but it makes me hotter.
Danika is beside us, and he reaches behind me to swirl juices across my asshole.
I freeze and stiffen when his fingers breach my entrance.
“Easy, Magnolia. We won’t take you here tonight, but soon. Very soon.” He teases the tight ring of my ass, dips, and retreats while Rune gives me every hard inch of his cock.
Soon? As in they want to see me again? That isn’t how a one-night stand works.
Sensations rolling through me are too powerful to control so I don’t try to as Rune pounds my pussy hard and fast.
Suddenly Rune throws his head back and I can feel the second he erupts. His shaft pulses and jumps inside me. His milk mixes with Danika’s and mine to take me one step closer to being claimed by three strangers and I couldn’t be happier.
Oliver reaches around and grabs my ass and lifts. I don’t know why until I feel the head of his cock at my entrance. He sinks into my pulsating pussy and drives all the way in.
He fucks me hard and fast. In desperate need of air, I break our kiss. Fingers dig into sheets. Danika doesn’t let up on finger-fucking my ass while his friend thrusts into me from below. Together they work me so hard and fast it is a miracle I don’t burst into flames when my orgasm explodes.
I throw my head back and ride them both, crying out my release. My body goes electric, and I vibrate from head to toe. Oliver takes my face in his hands and holds my gaze with his honey- colored one. He doesn’t look away as he reaches his end. Hot ropes of seed spill into my womb.
“If you were mine to keep, I would make love to you every day of the year. I would give you every drop of my seed and breed you. You’re beautiful now, but to see you round with our baby would destroy me for anyone else.”
Right this second I only wish that could happen. “I’m yours for the night.” A dark shadow moves over his face.
“For tonight.” His hands roam to my backside, and he uses all of his strength to drive into me.
Sharp heat flashes through me. “Ahh. Oliver,” I moan.
The finality in his words cut deep. Reality punches through the dreamy fantasy. Come morning I have to return to my regular life. Magnolia Lafleur. the Golden Key Society manager. Outcast. Hunted. But between the three of them I feel like a queen. Not someone running and hiding in fear. I don’t want to leave them and honestly I don’t think I can.
Shuddering and gasping, I cling to them. Hot bodies pin me to the bed.
They hold me to them—Rune over the top of me. Oliver kissing my cheeks, the tip of my nose, and Danika stroking my hair and peppering my shoulder with gentle kisses.
It’s sweet and tender. Unlike anything I would ever imagine of them if I saw them walking down the street. And I eat up their attention and savor being the center of their world for just a few more moments.
I go to sit up, but Rune is having too much fun running his hands up the length of my back.
“Stay with us.”
That is Danika.
“Don’t leave, petals. Don’t break our hearts.” Rune moves to the side and pulls me into his arms. I look at the other men, but they don’t look jealous. If anything, their expressions are filled with contentment.
“I can’t.” I try to sit up and move off the bed but Rune’s a tricky bastard, and uses my momentum to flip me into the mattress face down. He slides his massive weight over the top of me. His cock is already hard and teasing my ass.
I clutch at the sheets. “Rune,” I moan with a heavy sigh. I swear as God as my witness that I don’t mean for Rune’s name to come out as a throaty plea for him to give me another orgasm, but it does. And he hears it.
“I know that wedding band has nothing to do with it.” There’s a possessive tone to his words.
I raise my left hand and smile. It held a lot of men off. Almost all the women here wear one. It didn’t seem to do the job tonight with these three. “You three took me without a care in the world believing I belong to someone else?”
“About that.” Oliver reaches for my hand and pulls the simple gold band off. He passes it to Danika who tosses it across the room.
“You won’t be needing that.”
Now Danika is the one sounding possessive.
I would be a fool to read too much into the way they are carrying on. “What makes you so sure?”
Danika brushes roughened knuckles across my cheek. “Because you belong to us now. And there is not a man alive who would leave you a virgin. You used it to protect yourself. You have us now. That is all you need.”
Oliver tips my chin until our gazes connect.
I don’t know what is happening or why I can’t stop it but maybe I don’t need to. Maybe it’s the magic of the witching season. The wickedness and temptation in the air. But all three of my lovers make me want to believe in love.
They ignite something new in me and I feel it wherever their skin touches mine. It starts small but the longer I stay in their arms the stronger the connection feels. Is it fate speaking to me?
“Stay with us and let us show you what it means to belong to the Sinn family.”
“Family.” My heart squeezes. I don’t want them to see me cry so I force the sudden tears burning my eyes into retreat.
I savor the word on my lips. They can’t possibly know the value I hold to that one word. It means the whole world to me. Having a family is my one-day fantasy.
It scares me, but instead of running for the door I spread my legs and let Rune pull me to my knees.
“Show me again how much you want me.”
And they do until the sun comes up over the Seattle skyline.
Is instant love a real thing? Could I be falling for men I just met? I don’t know. But I want to find out. Maybe I can stop running now.
I can only hope they are not playing with my heart.