35. Daisy
***Daisy***
My body fought the powerful orgasm that was building.
It felt too big, like I might not recover from it.
But with Wes taking me from behind with a bruising grip on my hips and Flynn playing with my clit while kissing me, I didn’t stand a chance.
I was about to give in when my eyes drifted towards the back of the theater room.
Standing in the doorway, watching us, was Max. His large body looked even bigger than ever as his chest heaved. Emergency lights along the bottom of the wall in the theater had come on without any of us noticing but it meant that Max had a clear view of what was happening.
He took two stumbling steps closer and locked gazes with me.
My breath froze in my chest at the heat boiling over in his eyes.
He looked feral and I was already so close to coming that I couldn’t hold back.
I fought to keep my eyes open and on his as wave after wave of pleasure shattered me.
A broken scream left my mouth and Max gripped the back of the couch next to him with one hand while pressing the other against the tent in his jeans.
I wanted him, too. I wanted all three of them and I came even harder at the thought of them all taking me.
My eyes fluttered closed but I fought to keep my eyes on him.
My core was pulsing, making Wes’ shaft feel even larger in me and my clit throbbed as the pleasure turned the rest of me to goo.
Still, I fought to keep my eyes on Max. Between blinks I saw him yanking his zipper down and then taking his cock into his own hands roughly.
I wanted to call out to him, beg him to come closer, but when Flynn gripped my chin and pulled my face back to his, I lost sight of Max.
When I looked back, he was gone. I didn’t have time to think about it, though, because Wes groaned into the back of my neck and pistoned his hips faster until he came deep inside me.
I moaned and cast one last look at the door before I gave my full attention back to the two men worshipping my body.
As soon as Wes pulled out, I groaned at the loss but Flynn shot me a wicked grin. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, you won’t be empty for long.”
He picked me up and sat on the edge of the bed with me in his lap. Reaching between us, he adjusted us until his thick cock was rubbing against my clit, being coated in a mixture of fluids that were slowly leaking from my sex. His gaze was harder as he let go and gripped my ass.
“Put me in.” He raised my hips and swore loudly when I wrapped my hand around his dick and lined it up with my body. I barely got it there before he dropped me, forcing my body to impale itself with his hard cock.
I tilted my head back and cupped my breasts to tease my nipples. The feelings were just too big and it was hard to sit still for them. My body didn’t feel like my own. Every nerve in my body felt exposed and raw after coming so hard.
Wes gripped the back of my hair and pulled my head around to face him. I had to twist my torso to go where he wanted me but it distracted me from how overly sensitive my body was. He stroked his thumb over my mouth and pressed it inside. “Clean me up, Daisy.”
I moaned and opened my mouth, eager for him.
He didn’t keep me waiting. He pulled my head lower and fed me half of his cock.
I could taste the combination of our come coating him and I made sure to get every drop.
When he pulled out I started to whine but he slid even deeper, shutting me up.
I looked up at him and watched his face twist with pleasure as I sucked him deep.
Flynn used his grip on my ass to pump my core up and down his dick.
He used my body to get himself off and I loved every second of it.
They were awakening a side of me that I’d never even allowed myself to acknowledge.
His groans made me suck Wes harder and squeeze his dick harder with my pussy muscles. Years of Kegels had big perks.
Wes had hardened again instantly and he eagerly took over. He gripped my head in both hands and held me still while working his hips back and forth. He fucked my mouth while watching me with a look on his face that I couldn’t place.
I felt another orgasm coming and stiffened.
The orgasms they gave me together were so intense they were almost painful.
My limbs started tingling and my stomach twisted.
My muscles are tightened in preparation and when the big O finally hit, it was like being thrashed by crashing waves.
For seconds straight I could only see white and couldn’t breathe.
It was the best feeling in the world and also a little terrifying.
When it happened then, I couldn’t scream with my mouth stuffed with Wes’ dick.
I felt the pressure growing and Wes’ hands tightening and Flynn’s grip turn fierce.
I was still twisted and helpless against the onslaught of pleasure.
Every part of me went rigid and my breath stuttered as the pressure consumed me.
It felt like I lingered in that precipice for hours before Flynn reached around and rubbed my clit.
Everything shattered. I still couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, couldn’t even open my eyes as I came and came.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I recognized that Flynn came with a hoarse shout of my name. I recognized Wes’ come flooding my mouth and running down the back of my throat but I was floating somewhere distant, somewhere where Max joined us.
I felt Flynn picking me up and slowly came back into myself as he laid me down between himself and Wes on what felt like a cloud but was Flynn’s bed.
I started breathing normally again while they stroked my face and arms, every part of me they could reach without jostling me.
It made coming out of that pleasure-filled haze so sweet and special that tears filled my eyes.
I was facing Flynn and he stiffened as soon as he saw the tears. “What’s wrong? Did we hurt you?”
“What is it? What?” Wes leaned over and saw the same stubborn tears that Flynn had. “Fuck. What did we do? Baby, talk to us. If we-”
“I- I’m okay. Better than okay.” My voice was hoarse from all the sounds I’d been making. “It was just really sweet.”
“Sweet?” Flynn sounded perplexed. “If making you come that hard was sweet, I might actually be good at this romance thing with you.”
“Do me a favor, Daisy, and next time you come like that, make sure it’s with my dick in you. Flynn has a big enough head as it is.” Wes pressed kisses all along my shoulder. “Are you really okay?”
I wiggled closer to his chest while wrapping my arm around Flynn’s waist. It was too easy to go from never sharing a bed with two men to finding a position to touch each of them equally. “I’m okay. No regrets so far.”
Wes let out a soft breath against my neck. “Good. We both know I deserve your regret.”
I hesitated. “There is one thing.”
Flynn brushed my hair out of my face. “What is it?”
“Max saw us.” I flushed hot all over with shame at how I’d watched Max watch us and hadn’t said a thing. “I… I saw him and he saw me see him…”
They were both silent for almost a full minute, processing that information. Finally, Wes sat up and Flynn and I followed him. The three of us sat against the headboard, a strange little band of sex-crazed fools.
“How did he look?” Wes kept his eyes on the wall opposite us.
I wrapped my arms around myself, suddenly shy and wanting to hide my nakedness. “Um… Hot? I mean… He, um…”
“Daisy. Spit it out.” With a half grunt, half laugh, Wes continued. “Actually, don’t take that advice. I find that I really fucking love when you don’t spit it out.”
Flynn laughed and they fist-bumped over my head. I swatted both of their hands and took a deep breath. “He pulled his dick out. He was…”
“Okay, we get it. Even after what just happened, I still don’t want to hear about one of my brothers jacking off.” Flynn shuddered. “You think he wanted to join?”
I huffed. “I’m not a club. You don’t just join me.”
“So, you wouldn’t be open to him joining?” Wes pinned me with his stern gaze and I knew he could see right through me.
I climbed out of bed with as much dignity as I could manage. “I’m going to get dressed and go check on him. I’m sure he’s in his workshop.”
Wes got up and held up his hand. “Let me grab you something.”
Flynn walked over to me, completely confident in his naked body. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. “Are you really okay?”
I melted in his embrace. “I think so. And that scares me a little.”
“Me, too. I keep waiting for the moment you slap us all and run away screaming.” His voice got shaky and he had to clear his throat. “Promise me you won’t.”
It felt like an easy promise to make. I didn’t want to run away from them. I just wasn’t going to think about what would happen when the summer ended. I nodded and smiled at him. “I promise.”
Wes came back with a t-shirt and nothing else. He pulled it over my head and watched as I became instantly obsessed with how big the shirt was on me. Tyler’s shirts had fit normally on me. Not this shirt. It went to mid-thigh and the arms stopped below my elbows. It was amazing.
“Go. Before I decide Max can wait.” His threat was clear.
“Bye!” I took off, hurrying downstairs and through the kitchen door. The storm had stopped but the yard was wet under my feet. Wet and cold. I didn’t stop to worry about shoes. I just wanted to see Max.