“We’ll see about that, old man.”
Fairchild gasped aloud. She’d been close that time. So freaking close. She was starting to get angry.
“Stop it!” she said. “Don’t fight over me.”
“What’s the matter?” Nash asked. “You haven’t gone pacifist on us, have you?”
“No. I want you to share me. I mean…reallyshare me.”
She spread her legs as wide as they could go.
Dutton and Nash looked at her, then at each other, then back at her again.
“You mean…?”
“Yes,” said Fairchild. “Both of you. At the same time.”
They hesitated, but only for a moment. They didn’t ask whether she could handle it. They already knew what she would say.
Dutton, being the thicker of the two, entered her first, and he stirred his cock around inside to get her loosened up. Then, when she was ready, Nash pressed his tip between her legs and started to nudge. It took some effort, and time, but at last he managed to work himself in alongside his partner. Their two cocks stretched her to the limit. The sensation of fullness was incredible.
Dutton checked in with her. “You doing alright, sweetheart?”
She bit her lip and nodded. Dutton kissed her face. He didn’t seem to mind that it was still painted with his cum.
“Good girl,” he whispered softly. Then he looked at Nash and nodded.
They began to move inside her, sliding in and out with an alternating rhythm, their double friction lubricated by her wet arousal and Reece’s warm cum. She could feel every detail of them gliding against her inner walls. Every contour. Every vein.
They felt good.
No… they feltperfect.
There was only one thing that was missing, and that was Reece. Her old friend was standing a few steps away. He was naked,save for the boots on his feet, and he was obviously enjoying the show. His hard cock was in his hand, and he was stroking it with a slow steady rhythm while he watched.
Fairchild didn’t have to tell him what she needed. All she had to do was open her lips, and he knew. He came to her, stepping carefully among the tangle of limbs, until he was close enough to brace against the side of the cage. With his free hand, he offered himself to her, all hard and hot and slathered with cum.
“Is this what you need?” he whispered.
“Mhm…”
Her lips were already around him, around his tip, then his hardened shaft. She could still taste herself on him, the taste of him and her together, a heady mixture that made her moan. He thrust into her gently, giving her just as much as she needed, while down between her legs, Nash and Dutton gave her more, and more, and more.
Over the past weeks, the three men had dominated her dozens, perhaps even hundreds of times, but never quite like this, never so completely.
They owned her now, body and soul.
She wanted to tell them how much she loved them, but words were impossible at the moment, so she told them with her body instead. She told them with her eyes, with her tongue, with her pussy. And she begged them,beggedthem to love her back.
They did.
Their bodies answered hers with a surge of love so hot and abundant, she thought it would never end. Dutton and Nashboth pushed themselves deep inside and filled her with a double-barreled climax. She could feel it gushing warm and thick against the deepest part of her, and she responded with a double orgasm of her own.
Reece came with her, unloading hard into her mouth before pulling back and sending more than a dozen thick ropes arcing over her face and breasts. He was marking her.
Theywere marking her.
She was a mess now, a hot sticky mess, but that didn’t stop Reece from leaning down and claiming her mouth in a hard, bruising kiss. When he had kissed his fill, he let the other men take their turns, first Dutton, then Nash. Afterward, Fairchild leaned back against the chain-link wall of the cage and looked around at the three amazing men who had become her life.
