My heart’s pounding as I pull back, and then Titan’s there, his grin wicked as he ducks to close the gap. His kiss is all heat and chaos, teeth grazing my lip, tongue diving deep, and I’m practically climbing him, my fingers digging into his massive shoulders to keep my balance.
I drop back to my heels, chest heaving, lips swollen and tingling. Their eyes are locked on me, dark and wild, and the air’s so thick I can barely breathe.
Ash’s voice cuts through, rough as the gravel outside Rusty’s. “This is your night, Bonnie,” he says, stepping closer, his heightforcing me to tilt my head back. “You’re calling the shots. Tell us how you want it to start.”
I lick my lips, tasting the faint burn of liquor, and let the words tumble out. “I’ve always wondered what your cocks look like,” I say, and the heat in my cheeks doesn’t stop me. “What they feel like…in my hands, in my mouth.”
Titan lets out a low whistle, his grin sharp and dangerous, like he’s about to eat me alive. “Fuck, princess. You don’t hold back, do you?”
Ghost’s chest heaves just a fraction. “Say it again,” he says.
“I want to taste you,” I repeat, stepping forward, my boots scuffing the floor. “All of you.”
Ash’s jaw tightens, and he glances at the others in a quick, silent check-in. Then his eyes are back on me. “Get on your knees,” he says. “Show us how you’ll take it.”
My knees hit the floor before I can overthink it. They move closer, forming a half-circle around me. Ash is first, unbuckling his belt, the metal clinking in the quiet.
His jeans slide low, and there he is. Thick, hard, and straining toward me. My breath catches, but I don’t hesitate. I reach for him, my fingers wrapping around the hot, velvet length.
“Fuck, Bonnie,” he mutters, his hand hovering near my hair.
I lean in, lips brushing the tip, tasting salt and heat. My tongue swirls, and then I take him deeper. My hands don’t stay idle—I reach for Ghost on my left, fingers finding him already hard through his jeans. He unzips, freeing himself, and I stroke him. Titan’s next, his cock heavy in my other hand, and I’m surrounded.
I pull back from Ash, a string of spit connecting us, and turn to Ghost. His dark eyes burn into mine as I take him in, his length longer, smoother, hitting the back of my throat. He’s still, so still. I work him with my mouth, sloppy and eager, while myhands keep Ash and Titan going, their groans mixing into a low, primal chorus.
Titan’s hand grazes my cheek, gentle but urgent. “Look at me, princess,” he says. I do, my lips still wrapped around Ghost, and the sight of Titan’s cock, thick and veined, makes my core clench. I release Ghost with a wet pop and turn to Titan, taking him deep, letting him fill my mouth. He’s less restrained, his hips rocking slightly, and I let him, guiding the pace with my hands on his thighs.
Ash’s hand finally tangles in my hair, and I glance up to see his jaw clenched, eyes blazing. “You’re fucking perfect,” he growls, and I feel it in my bones. I switch back to him, faster now, letting him hit the back of my throat, my moans muffled as I push myself further. Ghost’s hand joins in, stroking himself as he watches, and I catch his eye, daring him to let go.
I take Ash deeper, faster, letting his cock hit the back of my throat, my moans muffled as I push myself harder.
I pull off Ash with a wet pop, saliva slicking my chin, and turn to Titan again. His cock is heavy, filling my mouth as I take him in, my tongue swirling around the tip before sliding deeper. I’ve dreamed of this for years, spent nights touching myself to thoughts of their hands, their mouths, their cocks claiming me.
But those fantasies were pale compared to this, the raw heat of their bodies, the way they surround me, filling every sense with need. My core throbs, aching for more, the reality so much filthier than anything I imagined.
Titan’s hips drive into me with a slow, punishing rhythm, each push stretching me, filling my throat and chest with warmth. My jaw aches slightly from the angle, tongue slick, lips swollen from taking him so deep. I grip his thighs, feeling the power in each thrust, while Ash’s cock pulses in my other hand, teasing a shiver down my spine.
Ghost shifts closer, bending behind me, his chest brushing my back as he sighs low, fingers tracing along my hip and nudging me toward the edge. Every motion, every pulse is different, and my body quivers in response to all of them at once. Titan’s massive hand cups my face, lifting me to my feet, and I sway, dizzy from the intensity.
“What do you want next, Bonnie?” he asks.
“I want you to undress me. Touch me. Everywhere.”
Titan’s grin is wicked, and he moves first, his hands finding the clasp of my bra. He unhooks it with a flick, letting it fall, and my breasts spill free.
Ghost’s breath catches, and he’s on me, his mouth closing over one nipple, sucking hard. The sensation jolts through me, a sharp tug of pleasure that makes my thighs clench.
Ash kneels, his hands tugging my jeans down, taking my panties with them. I’m bare now, exposed, and their eyes rake over me.
Ghost’s tongue flicks my nipple, while Titan takes the other, his mouth hotter, rougher, sucking until I’m arching into them. My hands fist in their hair, pulling them closer, and I’m trembling, the reality of their mouths on me so much better than any fantasy.
Ash’s hands spread my thighs, and he looks up at me, eyes dark with promise. “Hold her,” he says, and Titan’s arm bands around my waist, keeping me steady as Ghost moves behind me, his chest pressed to my back, his lips brushing my neck.
Ash’s mouth finds my pussy and I cry out, the first swipe of his tongue sending sparks through me. He’s relentless, licking deep, sucking my clit until my legs shake. Titan pinches my nipples, rolling them as Ghost’s teeth scrape my shoulder, and I’m caught between them, their hands and mouths everywhere, claiming every inch of my skin.
Ash’s tongue plunges inside me, and I’m soaking, dripping onto his chin, my moans echoing in the quiet cabin. This is what I wanted, this overwhelming storm of touch, their bodies pressed to mine, no space for anything but us.
Ghost’s fingers slide down, joining Ash, circling my clit as Ash licks deeper.
