“I will. Not now. I have more important things on my mind, including fulfilling my needs.”
Without hesitation, he hoisted me over his shoulder, taking long strides towards the house, I almost dropped my wine. There was no arguing with him. Once inside, he handed off my glass to Weston, no words spoken as the hum of electricity increased.
While danger lurked in the shadows, there was no denying what the three men hungered for. I’d seen it in their eyes before. Now, I felt it in the electricity in the room. Clinton didn’t stop, immediately heading for the stairs, the other two following.
He took them two at a time, moving into one of the bedrooms. As soon as he eased me down, he ripped off my shirt, tossing it aside. His hunger knew no bounds. He cupped my breasts, issuing a deep growl. Then he lowered his head, flicking his tongue across my already taut nipple.
I felt a presence behind me, Weston sliding his arms around my waist, deftly unfastening my shorts. It was obvious they were in a hurry. He yanked them down, forcing me to step out of them. Then he crawled his fingers around my leg, sliding his hand between them.
“You’re so wet, little lamb.” His hot breath skipped across my skin seconds before he nipped my shoulder.
I was already euphoric, the longing to be in their arms intense. I slipped my fingers around Clinton’s thick bulge, stroking him up and down.
He growled in response, shifting his mouth to my other breast, pulling the tender bud between his lips and sucking.
Weston wrapped his hand around my hair, yanking me back until he was able to kiss my mouth, darting his tongue past my lips.
I shuddered from the touch of the two men, lights flashing in front of my eyes. As he let go of my hair, I noticed Christian had already undressed. The sight of his long, thick cock created another flurry of butterflies swarming my stomach.
When Weston slipped his fingers past my swollen folds, a moan instantly escaped my mouth. I was wet and hot, more so than ever before. Before I knew it, I was pulled from the two men, Christian forcing my legs around his hips. He never blinked as he carried me to the bed, but he carried a wicked smile as if he would do nefarious things to me.
He lowered his head, nuzzling into my ear. “The things I’m going to do to you.”
The way his hot breath felt was incredible, so much so that a single whimper escaped my lips.
Then he tossed me onto the bed, immediately wrapping one hand around my ankle and yanking me to the edge. I half laughed from shock, prepared to fight him just to see what he’d do. When I almost managed to jump off the bed, he laughed in a low, deep rumble.
“Our girl is feisty tonight.”
“Then show her what happens to bad girls who don’t obey.”
To hear Weston’s dark baritone sent a thrill through me. Both he and Clinton had quickly undressed, and I was rewarded with the sight of two additional, delicious cocks. Now, my mouth was watering, my vision slightly blurry.
“Gladly.” Christian grabbed my ankles with one hand, yanking my legs straight up in the air. Then he brought his hand down across my backside six times in rapid succession.
“Ouch. You’re mean!” I tried to smack his hands away but almost instantly Weston had moved to the other side of the bed, snagging my arms and jerking them over my head.
“I think she needs to have something to fill her mouth.” He pressed the tip of his cock against my lips. “Suck it, baby.”
I darted out my tongue, whimpering when Christian cracked his hand from one side to the other. Even the sound was sexier than it had been before. Perhaps I could get used to this.
Who was I kidding? They had full control over me and would ensure that I obeyed them at all times.
“Wider, little pet,” Weston growled.
I licked around his cockhead but only once before he drove several inches inside. As I wrapped my lips around the thick invasion, the spanking continued. The shock of pain as well as pleasure was as electrifying as their touches.
Christian issued a few more before lowering and spreading my legs wide open. Within seconds, I felt the weight on the bed change. The first swipe of his tongue around my clit sent another electric shock through me. A second swipe and I moaned around Weston’s cock. When he sucked on my clit, I was certain I would go mad.
Weston released his hold on my arms, allowing me to roll his balls between my fingers. As he started fucking my mouth in earnest, the tip hitting the back of my throat, I squeezed my jaw muscles.
“Jesus. Your mouth is so fucking hot.”
I sucked with vigor but was distracted by the magical way Christian was licking me. He held some kind of evocative power, his mouth and tongue driving me to the point of an orgasm within seconds, then pulling back. Weston made certain I didn’t forget about him, pumping his shaft deep into my throat. I instantly tingled when he tweaked my nipples, pinching them between two fingers.
The combination of extreme pleasure with the hint of anguish was enough to drive me crazy. I struggled in their hold, my body twisting from the ecstasy. Christian widened my legs even more, licking up and down in a lazy fashion.
The sound of their heavy breathing was infused with Clinton’s throaty growls.
“Do you want to come, baby?” he asked as he moved onto the bed. Taking one of my hands into his, he wrapped my fingers around his cock.
I moaned my response as I stroked up and down, twisting my hand to create friction.
“And you promise to be a good girl?”
He was tormenting me on purpose. Goosebumps popped along my arms and legs, my anguished whimper the only answer I could provide.
Christian pressed his lips against one inner thigh, then the other. “She’s been good enough.” He drove several fingers into my tight channel as he sucked on my clit. That was all I could take, an orgasm sweeping through me like a wildfire.
I jerked up from the bed, only to be pushed back down. The ecstasy was intense, and my body was shaking. When I started to ease down from the incredible wave, all three men pulled away.
“No!” The single word popped from my mouth. Almost immediately I noticed the looks on their faces seconds before I was jerked onto all fours, another hard crack issued against my aching backside. The men were perfect in their methods of orchestration, Clinton immediately lying on his back, forcing me to straddle his hips, Weston fisting my hair and lifting my head.
Then I felt Christian squeeze my bottom.
“Now, we’re going to fill you, baby girl. Just like we will every. Single. Night.”
Clinton’s voice sent another thrill through every muscle and tendon. When he lifted my hips, I wrapped my hand around his cock, pressing the tip against my pussy.
Weston tapped my cheek, his eyes darkening as his hunger intensified. “Now, you finish what you started.” I took his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue back and forth. Every sound he made fueled the fire shared between the four of us.
As Clinton brought me down onto his shaft, my muscles stretching to accommodate the thick girth, my body trembled, every muscle spasming. The feeling of being sandwiched between the three gorgeous hunks kept me lightheaded.
Then as Christian pressed his cockhead against my dark hole, my breath hitched. There was nothing like being filled with their cocks. I sucked on Weston’s shaft, dragging my tongue back and forth as Clinton flicked his fingers back and forth across my nipples.
“So tight. God, I adore fucking you in your ass,” Christian muttered. There was nothing gentle about their actions, their desires too intense. As he pushed his cockhead against the tight ring, I shuddered audibly.
Clinton pulled me forward, lifting my bottom into the air. “Get ready, baby. Get ready to take your fill.”
His dark words only fueled the fire raging deep inside. As Christian thrust the remainder of his cock inside my asshole, I closed my eyes, the pleasure driving me straight into a moment of bliss.
Then the three men took full control, driving their cocks deep inside. A rush of adrenaline mixed with an incredible series of vibrations tore through me, my pulse skyrocketing.
There was nothing better than their glorious growls and animalistic sounds, the men completely primal in their needs. Everything about the moment was special, the rhythm as if we were meant to be together. I remained basking in the feeling of euphoria as the men fucked me.
Fleeting images continued to roll through my mind, adding colorful details, some images startling while others were sensual.
They rode me long and hard, doing their best to keep control, but only minutes later, I sensed they were close to coming.
My pussy spasmed, another climax rushing into my system. As the three men filled me with their seed, I finally felt a sense of peace.
This was exactly where I was supposed to be.