Chapter Five
TAYLOR
This moment is what I have craved.
There have been many nights where I have gone to bed and dreamed about the three of them taking me, making me surrender to their control and forcing my body to the limits.
I’ve longed for this and now that it is finally happening, I refuse to be coy and shy.
I’m grabbing these men by the fucking horns and riding this damn wave until the bitter end.
I’m not delusional, I know this thing can’t and won’t last but I’m not focusing on that, I’m living in the damn moment and soaking up every bit of it while I have it.
I moan when Trent glides his hands over the globes of my ass and a shiver works its way through me. My pussy clenches as desire rolls through me. His touch is sure and dominant, like he has every right to touch me wherever he fucking pleases and that shit has me growing wetter.
“Fuck, this ass is so prefect I could take a bite out of it,” he growls from behind me as he parts my cheeks, exposing my tight hole to himself.
I shiver in anticipation and relish the feeling of his hands on me.
When he removes his hands, I feel cold. I look over at him and drink in the sight of his naked flesh.
The sight of his abs flexing has me biting back a moan of appreciation.
His body is a work of fucking art that I would love to study for hours.
My eyes widen when Zav comes to stand behind Trent with his gaze locked onto mine in challenge.
I swallow audibly, waiting to see what he does.
He grips Trent’s chin and forces his head to the side so he can claim his lips in a kiss that has my breath hitching.
When I see Zav’s other hand snake around his front and grip Trent’s cock in his hand, I gasp. The sight has me hot and needy.
Trent groans, making Zavier swallow the sound.
I pout. I want to hear every sound he makes, see every twitch of his muscles as his brother brings him pleasure.
I want to be a part of it and join in on their moment, but my body won’t move.
The sight of them naked and pressed against each other is perfection.
Zav's grip tightens around Trent’s shaft, forcing him to break the kiss so he groans.
When they both look at me, I’m rendered immobile.
I’m a captive locked in the prison of their eyes.
When my own chin is gripped and I’m forced to look at Victor, I want to riot and cuss him out for making me miss a second of their interaction.
“Things have changed. My boys no longer hide their wants and love to explore each other’s bodies almost every night.
” His tone is laced with arousal, his declaration stumps me.
I’m panting and ready to beg for them to give me release. None of them are touching me where I need it most and it’s driving me crazy. I need them to rid me of the ache they have created between my thighs.
“Fuck, harder, baby,” I hear Trent grit out. I tear out of Vic’s hold and look back at the two of them. Fuck, I have never seen anything so hot. Two strong, fearless men proud and unashamed to show they crave each other in every form is one of the sexiest qualities.
“You want her?” Zav asks in a gritty tone that sends a shiver down my spine.
Trent looks down at me with a glazed look in his eyes, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
“Yes.” His reply has the air whooshing out of my lungs.
He pulls out of Zav’s hold and steps forward.
“Face down,” he grits out. I obey without complaint and rest my cheek against the comforter.
He parts my cheeks and spits on my hole.
I fight not to tense when he begins to swirl a finger around my hole.
“Help me out, baby.” I see Zav out of the corner of my eye lean forward and spit.
I gasp but say nothing as Trent eases a finger inside my ass.
“Owning you is going to be the best punishment,” Zavier growls.
His words don’t register, nothing does as Trent steals my total focus as he finger fucks my ass, making me hot and needy.
The sounds coming out of my mouth are porn worthy but I feel no shame.
Victor strokes his fingers through my hair, drawing a satisfied moan from me that quickly turns into a hiss of pain when he yanks on the strands.
“Make her scream,” he snarls. My eyes widen and I try to lift my head, but Victor uses his grip on my hair to hold me in place.
My breathing turns choppy as I feel the head of Trent’s cock pushing against my hole.
I’m suddenly burning up and feeling overwhelmed by the sensation of him pushing inside me.
I bite down on my lip to keep from crying out when a sharp stab of pain lances through me as he breaches my tight muscle wall.
A swift slap lands on my ass cheek, making me cry out.
“I want to hear every fucking sound,” Zavier growls.
I whimper in pain when Trent pushes in further.
Tears burn the backs of my eyes but I refuse to allow them to fall.
I wanted this and I’ll fucking show them I can handle anything they throw at me.
A scream rips out of me when he thrusts forward, burying himself balls deep inside my ass.
Tears flow unchecked without consent. I feel like I’m being torn open from the inside, the pain is unexplainable.
It’s brutal and robs me of rational thought.
I try to push away from him but he grips my waist, holding me still as Victor’s grip on my hair tightens.
I’m ready to start begging for them to stop and tell them that I can’t handle this until I feel a tongue swipe through my folds, making me moan.
When I push up onto my elbows to look under me, I see Zavier’s face.
The back of his head rests on the mattress.
I moan when I see him grip Trent’s balls in his hand, making the both of us groan.
The more he laps at my clit distracting me from the pain, the more I begin to relax.
Trent slowly pulls back, leaving the tip inside me.
When he pushes forward, this time the pain isn’t as evident thanks to Zav’s sinful tongue keeping me distracted.
I feel Vic shift in front of me. He opens his legs so they rest on either side of my arms and shuffles down the bed until his semi-hard cock is right in my face.
“Put that mouth to good use,” Victor barks.
I obey without complaint as Zav continues to eat me like I’m his favorite treat.
Trent is steady in his pace, forcing me to feel every inch of him with each stroke.
I’ve never been a girl that was into anal, but something about feeling every bit of him inside that tight, forbidden hole and the burning sensation taking up root in my belly is starting to change my mind.
It all feels like too much but not enough at the same time.
I can taste the remnants of cum on his cock and purr my approval at the taste.
He fists my hair in his hand and guides my movements, being at the mercy of the three of them is fucking phenomenal.
The pain has vanished and is replaced by pleasure; I grind down against Zav’s tongue, moaning when he growls his satisfaction against my clit.
Trent’s thrusts grow harder, making me grunt with the force. Victor’s groan mingles with his son’s, making me wish I could have the sound of Zav’s cries join theirs. I want to hear the symphony the three of them could create together when they are fucking me.
“Yes, kitten, suck me hard,” Victor grits out.
I do as he says and hollow my cheeks, taking him into the back of my throat.
When he pushes me down further making me gag and choke.
I relish the sounds coming from him as he watches me choke on his thick cock.
I bob up and down on him as I continue to ride Zav’s face, chasing my own release.
I feel it building and want the feeling of my impending orgasm to last forever—living on the edge of release is the greatest turn on for me.
“Fuck, sparrow, this ass is perfect,” Trent growls, then lands two swift slaps to my ass, making me jump and cry out around his father’s dick.
Forgive me Cupid, your three Valentines are destroying me for any other man, and I refuse to ask for forgiveness because I am willing to be ruined and destroyed by them.