Chapter 34 #3
Roman’s thrusts faltered for a second. A look passed between him and Lev.
The air crackled with unspoken rivalry. With a low growl, Roman pulled out of me at the same time Lev did and flipped onto his back, pulling me with him until I was straddling his hips, my pussy just resting on top of his cock.
He didn’t give me a chance to adjust. He simply slammed me down onto him.
I cried out, my head falling back, the sudden driving force of his cock stealing my breath. My hands landed on his chest to steady myself.
“Ride me,” he growled.
I tried. I lifted my hips, my body trembling, and then sank back down, taking him deep. Each movement was a delicious, agonizing stretch.
“Not good enough,” he snapped. His hands came to my hips, his grip bruising, and he took over, lifting me and slamming me down, using my body for his pleasure.
A warm hand touched my back, and I knew it was Dmitri without having to look. “Lean forward, baby girl. Show me that tight little hole I’m about to fuck.”
I did as he said, my chest pressing against Roman’s. Lev moved to the side of the bed, his cock in his hand as he stroked himself off.
Dmitri knelt behind me. I heard the sound of lube being applied, and then his slick, cool finger circled my bottom hole. I flinched, a quiet keening sound escaping me.
“Relax for me, Kara,” he purred soothingly. “I’m going to take this tight little ass whether you like it or not. The only choice up to you now is how much it’s going to hurt when I do it.”
He pushed his finger inside me, and the burn was immediate, a hot, aching stretch that stole my breath.
He worked his thick digit in and out, stretching me open with gentle thrusts.
With each passing second, the pain lessened, only to be replaced with a building, aching desire that squeezed tight in my core.
Roman’s hands held me still, his cock still buried deep inside me. “She’s so tight,” he grunted. “So fucking tight.”
“She’ll take us both,” Dmitri said. “Our girl can take anything we give her.”
He added a second finger, stroking me deeply, twisting his fingers a bit inside me. He was a sculptor, and I was his clay, molding me to his will. The burn was exquisite, a sweet, aching pain that made my toes curl and my clit pulse with sensation.
“I’m going to fuck your ass now, baby girl,” Dmitri said.
I could only manage a choked, desperate sound in response.
His fingers slid out of me, leaving me feeling achingly empty. I felt the broad, blunt head of his cock press against my tight, puckered entrance. He was thicker than Roman, and the thought of him taking me there, of being filled by both of them at once, sent a surge of arousal coursing through me.
“Don’t fight me, baby girl. My cock is going inside this tight little ass, and I don’t care how long it takes,” Dmitri warned and my core twisted with a sudden rush of heat.
He was huge, stretching me more than I thought I could ever take. I moaned, the pain and pleasure racing through me as my body fought against him, clenching and unclenching over and over until he was fully inside me.
I keened and panted, the feeling of being full of him and Roman at the same time almost too much for me to bear.
Roman groaned beneath me. “Fuck,” he snarled, his hands gripping my hips tighter. “I can feel you, brother. This is so fucking hot.”
“Look at our little slut, taking a cock in her pussy and one in her ass,” Lev murmured appreciatively. He gripped my chin, turning my head to the side. “Open your mouth, princess.”
I did, my lips parting automatically, and he fed his cock to me, filling my mouth, my throat, my senses.
Then the three of them started to move all at the same time.
Roman bucked up into me from below, his thick cock hitting a spot deep inside me that made me see stars.
Dmitri’s grip on my hips was like a vise, his thrusts slow but impossibly deep.
Lev’s hand fisted in my hair, holding me in place as he fucked my face, his movements fast, demanding, using my mouth for his pleasure.
The competition between them was a palpable, electric thing in the air, a silent, brutal war to see who could make me fall apart first.
“Come on, Kara,” Roman grunted. “Ride me harder. Show me you want it.”
Dmitri’s answer was a ruthless thrust that stole my breath. “She doesn’t have to show me anything,” he growled. “Her body is telling me everything I need to know. I can feel her sweet little asshole clenching around me, trying to milk my cock.”
Lev’s hand tightened in my hair, his hips beginning to rock faster. “She’s going to come,” he murmured. “I can feel it in the way her tongue is struggling to keep up.”
The trio of sensations was almost too much. Roman’s cock stretching my pussy, Dmitri thickness taking my ass, Lev’s dick filling my mouth. I was utterly overwhelmed, stretched to my absolute limit, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“You’re taking us so well, baby girl,” Dmitri praised. “One in each one of your pretty holes. You’re completely full of us. Airtight.”
“I can feel you,” Roman snarled from beneath me. “Every time he fucks into your ass, your cunt squeezes my cock like a fist.”
And then, as if on cue, it happened. I fell apart, coming so hard that I screamed around Lev’s cock.
My asshole clenched around Dmitri’s, milking him, pulling him deeper, a desperate, greedy attempt to keep him inside me.
My pussy convulsed around Roman’s cock, and I struggled to keep my head from spiraling up into the clouds.
Lev’s hand gripped my hair tighter, his body shuddering as he erupted into my mouth. His cum was hot, thick, and salty, and my throat worked greedily to swallow every single drop.
Dmitri wasn’t far behind. He let out an appreciative groan as he emptied himself inside me. I could feel the tremors that ran through him as his cum filled my ass, a hot, thick flood that left me feeling achingly, deliciously full.
Roman was the last to fall. He let out a hoarse cry, his body arching off the bed as his cock surged inside me.
When it was over, I collapsed onto Roman’s chest, my body boneless, trembling, a beautiful, broken thing. I was filled with their cum and covered in their sweat and their scent.
I was theirs, utterly and completely.
Lev pulled out of my mouth, and reached down to stroke my cheek tenderly. “Good girl.”
Dmitri slowly withdrew from my body next, the loss a strange, hollow ache. He settled on the bed beside Roman and me, his hand reaching for me and resting on the small of my back.
Lev laid down on the other side while Roman kissed my shoulder with the kind of tenderness that made my heart swell as he wrapped his arms around me.
“You’re ours,” Roman whispered possessively. “Forever.”
“Forever,” I echoed, closing my eyes as my body pulsed with sated bliss and drifting off to sleep.