I look down at the choker in my hands, then back up at the three masked figures watching me.
This is the moment I should walk away. I should thank them for the gift, toss it back to them, and drive home. Instead, I do something incredibly stupid; I lift the necklace and fasten it around my neck. It settles against my throat like it was made for me, the red heart dropping to rest between my breasts.
“How does it look?” I ask, surprising myself with how much I want their approval.
They move closer.“Perfect,”GlowStick says, taking the heart between his fingers and then pulling it so the whole thing tightens.
I smirk at him because I now know exactly what this chain is for. “Are you going to fuck me already, or just play with me?”
“Baby, both options are enticing. How about you choose?”
“Lucky me, I get to choose,” I tease.
GlowStick shrugs.“Pick your poison, pretty girl.”
I glance at each of them, my pulse racing. My thighs clench before I even speak because I want all three of them, and I am not afraid to admit it. If you can’t sow your wild oats in college, when can you?
“You.” I nod at GlowStick.
Of course he laughs.“Knew you couldn’t resist me.”
GlowStick moves fast, quickly gripping my thighs and lifting my legs to wrap around his waist, then he presses me up against a tree.
“Fuck,” I whisper as he grinds into me, fully clothed. “Don’t make me beg.”
“You don’t have to,”he says as he slides me down his body.
He peels my top up slowly, letting his knuckles graze the swell of my breasts before pulling the fabric over my head. My nipples pebble instantly in the cold. His hands don’t leave me, he cups one breast while Harry—who has sidled up beside us—cups the other, their thumbs brushing the peaks in lazy, taunting circles.
“Cold or turned on?”Harry asks.
“Yes,” I gasp, because I would never admit it out loud, but the cold turns me on.
GlowStick’s pants hit the ground and his cock springs free as Harry and Breadstick work together to remove the last of myclothes—Harry removes my sneakers, and Breadstick pulls my leggings down until I can step out of them.
Once I’m naked, GlowStick reaches between my legs, and his fingers swipe through my pussy as he mutters,“So fucking wet.”
“Then what are you waiting for? Wreck her,”Breadstick says, watching us.
GlowStick grabs my thighs and lifts me as Harry moves around to my back and holds me steady from behind. My OG masked man lines up, then sinks into me in one long, brutal thrust, and I cry out, throwing my head back and resting it against the big man’s shoulder. He fucks me against Harry like we have all night, while Breadstick moves in beside me, running his fingertips down my ribs.
I can’t focus. My mouth opens on a moan, and Breadstick leans in to slip two fingers past my lips.“Bite and I’m next.”
I don’t bite. I suck.
GlowStick’s rhythm stutters, and I know he’s close, his grip bruising. A hand grabs the dangling chain of my necklace and pulls tight for just a second, and the lightheaded edge sends me tumbling. I come around his cock, a whimper caught in my throat.
He doesn’t stop until he comes, then rasps out,“You’re lucky you picked me first. They’re not gonna be so gentle.”
One second I’m still clenching around GlowStick’s cock, the next I’m being hauled into the air like a doll. My back hits the cold stone of the massive boulder near the tree, then Harry flips me effortlessly, bending me over so my chest and cheek are pressed to its rough surface.
I brace myself, my pussy still pulsing from the last round, cum dripping down my inner thighs. My breath puffs out in a cold mist along the stone’s surface.
Behind me, Harry grips my hips, spreading me wide.“Still so fucking wet,”he says, dragging his fingers through the messbetween my thighs.“You didn’t even break a sweat with him, did you?”
“I came,” I pant.
“Not hard enough.”
