Chapter 7 Rebecca
Rebecca
I wake to hands on my body.
Not gentle. Possessive.
Oh god. They want me again.
The room is dark except for city lights bleeding through the windows. It takes me a second to remember where I am.
Then Leo’s voice is in my ear. Rough. “You awake, sweetheart?”
“Mmm.” I stretch and immediately feel it everywhere. “What time is it?”
“Late. Around three in the morning.” His hand slides up my thigh. Grip firm. “Been lying here thinking about what you asked for earlier.”
My breath catches.
The DP. Oh God. Against the windows when James had his finger in my ass and asked if I wanted both of them.
Holy shit. They’re serious. They want to do it now.
“I meant it,” I whisper.
“I know you did.” He moves closer. Knee on the bed now. “Question is, are you ready for it now?”
Now? Oh god, now?
My pussy clenches. Heat floods through me.
“I thought you said—”
“Changed my mind,” Leo says. His fingers are already between my legs. Finding me wet. Of course I’m wet. “Can’t wait. Want you too badly.”
“We all do,” Luca adds from beside James, and I realize all three of them are awake. All three watching me with hungry eyes.
All of them. All three want this. Want me.
My heart pounds. “All of you?”
“Leo and James are taking you,” Luca says, his hand sliding up my stomach. “But I’m not missing this. Not again.”
“What are you going to do?” My voice comes out breathless.
“Watch. Touch you. Kiss you.” His grin is wicked even in the dark. “Make sure you know all three of us want you.”
Oh God.
They move fast. Like they’ve been planning this. James pulls me onto my hands and knees while Leo positions himself in front of me.
Luca settles beside us, his hand already stroking himself slowly.
“You’re going to suck my cock while James gets you ready,” Leo tells me. Already hard. Already thick. “And you’re going to be a good girl and take everything we give you. Understood?”
“Yes.”
Good girl. Fuck, why does that make me so wet?
His grin is feral. “Then open that pretty mouth.”
I do.
He doesn’t ease me into it. Just pushes inside. Deep. Making me gag slightly before I adjust.
Holy shit.
“That’s it. Take it. Get it nice and wet because it’s going in your pussy while James takes your ass.”
The filthy words combined with his cock in my mouth make me moan.
Behind me, James is doing something with lube. I hear the bottle and feel cool liquid drip between my ass cheeks.
Oh god this is really happening.
“Relax for me,” he says. One slick finger circles my back entrance.
I try to relax but Leo’s in my mouth. Hitting the back of my throat. And it’s hard to focus on anything else.
“Breathe through your nose,” Leo instructs. His hand fists in my hair. “And don’t you dare stop sucking just because James is fingering your ass.”
James pushes one finger inside and I moan around Leo’s cock.
Oh. Oh god.
“Good girl,” James praises. “Taking it so well already.”
He works me open. One finger. Then two. Scissoring them. Stretching me. All while Leo fucks my mouth with increasing roughness.
“Look at you,” Leo says. Voice strained. “Choking on my cock while James preps that tight ass. You love this, don’t you?”
I do. God, I do.
I’m dripping. My pussy aching and empty. Desperate to be filled.
James adds a third finger and the stretch burns. But in the best way.
More. I need more.
“She’s ready,” he says. “So fucking ready. Clenching around my fingers like she can’t wait to have a cock in here.”
"Then let's not make her wait," Leo says, pulling out of my mouth. "Come straddle me, sweetheart. I want to see your face when we split you open."
Split me open. Holy fuck.
Leo lies back on the bed, pulling me with him, and I move over him on shaking legs. This is insane, this is actually happening, and I can barely process it as he rolls on a condom.
"James is going to get into position behind you once I'm inside," Leo explains, his hands spreading my thighs as I hover over him. "Then he's going to take your ass. And then we're both going to fuck you until you can't remember your own name."
"Please," I whimper. "Please, I need it."
"Needy little thing," James says from behind me, his hands settling on my waist. "I love when you beg."
Leo guides me down slowly, and when I sink onto his cock, we both groan. He fills me completely, stretches me, and I'm already so full before James has even touched me.
"How does she feel?" James asks, his lubed fingers returning to my ass, making sure I'm still ready.
"Perfect. So fucking tight." Leo's hands grip my hips hard enough to bruise. "Hurry up. I'm dying here."
"Patience," James says, but I can hear the strain in his voice.
Then I feel it… the head of his cock pressing against my back entrance. Even with the prep, the initial breach is intense and I cry out, my hands clutching at Leo's chest.
"Breathe," James reminds me, his hands gentle on my waist even as he pushes forward, relentless and steady. "You can take it. You can take both of us."
He sinks inside slowly, so slowly, and the fullness is indescribable. I'm stretched beyond what I thought possible, filled in both holes, and it's too much and not enough and perfect all at once.
"Holy fuck," Leo groans beneath me. "I can feel him… fuck, this is intense."
"She's so tight," James says through gritted teeth, his fingers digging into my waist. "Squeezing me so hard I can barely move."
They stay still, letting me adjust, giving me time even though I can feel how badly they want to move, how much control it's taking.
"Okay," I finally gasp. "Okay, you can… please move."
They don't need to be told twice. Leo thrusts up as James pulls back, and when James pushes forward, Leo pulls out. I'm never empty, always full, always stretched, always on the edge of too much.
"Look at you taking us both," Leo says, voice wrecked. "Taking two cocks like you were made for us."
"She's perfect," James agrees, his thrusts getting harder and faster. "Our perfect girl. Taking everything we give her."
The praise mixed with the overwhelming sensation pushes me higher. I'm incoherent, just sounds and gasps and broken pleas.
"What do you need?" Leo asks. "Tell us what you need, sweetheart."
"More. Harder. Please, I need… I need to come."
"Not yet," James commands, and the authority in his voice makes me clench around both of them.
"You come when we tell you to. Understand?"
"I can't—I can't hold it—"
"You can," Leo insists, his pace increasing. "You're our good girl. You can wait for permission."
It's torture. Pleasure builds with every thrust, every slide of their cocks inside me. I'm sobbing with the need to come, my whole body wound tight and hovering on the edge.
"Please," I beg. "Please let me come. I'll do anything. Please—"
"Anything?" James asks, his hand sliding around to find my clit. The touch makes me scream.
"You'll do anything we ask?"
"Yes! Anything! Just please—"
"You'll let us have you whenever we want?" Leo demands. "However we want?"
"Yes!"
"You'll be ours?" James's fingers circle my clit with maddening pressure. "Give yourself to us completely?"
"Yes! I'm yours! Please let me come!"
"Then come," they say together. "Come on our cocks. Now."
I shatter. The orgasm rips through me, brutal and intense, and I scream—actually scream—my vision whiting out as pleasure crashes over me in waves so intense it's almost painful.
I feel them both lose control. Leo first, groaning my name as he empties himself inside me. Then James, burying himself deep with a roar that probably wakes the whole floor.
We collapse in a tangle, both of them still inside me, all of us shaking and gasping for air.
"Holy shit," I manage when I can finally speak. "That was—"
"Incredible," Leo finishes.
"Life-changing," James adds.
Carefully, they withdraw and I whimper at the loss, suddenly empty after being so completely filled.
"You okay?" James asks, pulling me against his chest.
I can't form words, just nod.
"That's not good enough," he says gently. "I need to hear you say it."
"I'm perfect," I croak. "Wrecked and tired and perfect."
"Good." He kisses my temple. "You were amazing, love. Took us both so beautifully."
"Best sex of my life," Leo says, shifting to my other side and finding my hand with his. "Hands down."
"Mine too," I admit.
From beside the bed, Luca makes a satisfied sound, his breathing still heavy from his own release. I turn my head to see him, chest flushed and eyes dark with satisfaction. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen."
"Glad you enjoyed the show," Leo says, grinning.
Luca moves closer, brushing hair from my face with gentle fingers. "I want you so badly, beautiful. But you need rest." His voice is soft, tender. "Let me take care of you in the morning. Shower. Just us. I promise I'll make it worth the wait."
I manage a tired smile, my body utterly spent. "Morning sounds perfect."
He presses a kiss to my forehead before settling beside us, and the four of us lie there in satisfied silence for a moment, the weight of what just happened settling over us.
"Hey," Leo says, squeezing my hand. "Don't think about tomorrow yet. We still have tonight."
"And the morning," James adds.
"And I'm definitely having my turn in the shower later," Luca insists.
I force a smile. "Right. Still have time."
But as they settle around me, pulling me close, I can't stop thinking about checkout, about walking away from this, from them. I said only for tonight, but how am I supposed to go back to normal after this?
I don't have answers, so I push the thoughts away and just let myself feel this. The warmth of their bodies, the safety of their arms, the satisfaction of being completely and thoroughly claimed.
Tomorrow can wait. Tonight is enough.
It has to be.