Chapter Eleven
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Coral
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"You knew all along, and you kept that from me? You don't even like me. I asked you to marry me when I was six years old, and you said no," I say, pointing a finger at Cedar.
"All you had to do was wait until you were twenty-five years old so we could ask you to marry us, as it should be. But no, you jumped the fucking gun and asked us first."
"I was six years old!" I shout. "You could have humored me."
"And I'm old-fashioned," Cedar says.
"He is," Masen and Samuel chorus.
I should be so mad. I should throw things at them, but... but...
"Ask me then," I say instead.
"Coral Carlson, the bane of our existence, will you marry us? Will you be our bride, the woman in our bed every night until the day we die, the mother of our children, the light of our lives?"
"Maybe I should say no and let you know what that feels like."
"Woman, we loved you since the first moment we met you, and we haven't loved anyone else since. It was always you. Forever. Since the beginning of time," Masen says.
"Ask me again," I say, choking up.
"Marry us, sweet Coral," they all three say together.
"Yes," I squeak, happy tears rolling down my face freely now.
"Yes, yes, yes." My gaze glides over each of them. My gosh, they're so mesmerizing to look at; their male beauty so extraordinary I want to stare at them forever.
I have loved them since forever, through all the years until this point, and now I will love them even more.
"That's all you needed to say," Cedar says as he grabs me, taking my lips into his mouth and kissing the breath out of my soul.
"Fuck, Coral. We needed time to prepare your body to take us, but..."
"If you wait, I'm going to scream until the roof flies off this cabin. Do you understand me?"
I don't need to say more.
Within minutes I'm carried to the bedroom and stripped naked. I'm made to anoint their cocks with my mouth, encouraged to soak their thickness with the flood of wetness that seems to stream from me without end.
And only when I've branded them with my essence do they do the same to me.
Their lips are soft as they kiss my entire body, and their teeth are sharp as they mark their territory, and when they press their cocks to my body, imprinting their size on my skin, I'm boneless with need and begging so weakly that they give in to me.
I'm a mess when they use tons of coconut oil to stretch my bottom hole. I bite my lip through the pain, and then they make me come to distract me; I do so until I'm gushing with liquid.
When I plead with them that I'm ready, that I can take them, Cedar makes me straddle him, then slips his cock into my pussy.
The fullness is blissful, and I close my eyes at the sensation of bringing him home.
Behind me, Masen and Samuel replace their fingers with their cocks.
I go rigid as they line the heads of their cocks at my tiny entrance, but they're only familiarizing the surface of my back entrance with their cocks.
I sway over Cedar's cock as they stroke me with the heads of their shafts.
I quiver as their pre-cum soaks me, and then every part of me becomes clenched as Masen pushes in a little deeper.
He extracts himself before I can fully register the burn, but then Samuel is there to remind me quickly again.
They take turns, playing with me, coaxing me to allow them entry.
Cedar threads his hand through the hair at my nape. He brings me down to his mouth, and as he kisses me, as if that were a signal, both Masen and Samuel penetrate my bottom hole.
I cry into Cedar's mouth, worried I might bite his lip off, but he doesn't let up, and soon I have to concentrate on stealing back the breath he's taken from me instead of Masen and Samuel completely ripping me apart as they enter me fully.
Cedar lets me break away finally, and I throw my head back and wail.
The sensation is so extraordinarily painful, it borders on the unhinged side of pleasure, and that's the route I take.
The pleasure of having all three of my men snug inside me, inside my body. I'm doing this. I made it possible. Feminine pride washes over me, and my walls close around them, hugging them to me.
I hear their growls and grunts, and I do it again and again until I'm so far gone I make myself come all over their cocks.
This sets them off. My name echoes all around me. They take possession of me like they own me, and I love every second of it.
They fuck me into a different hemisphere, and when they come inside me, they bring me back home.
My loves. My billionaire lumberjacks. My future husbands. My forevers.