No sooner had he relaxed than Ronan ripped me away and pulled me on top of him, sinking into my soaked pussy with a heart-felt groan. I collapsed on his chest, boneless with pleasure.
“Good girl,” Conal repeated, moving behind me. He parted my ass cheeks and something cold dribbled over my back entrance. I squeaked in surprise. “Relax, baby, let me in.” His cock pressed against my ass as his fingers eased inside me.
“Fuck, Con, hurry. I’m about to lose it.”
Conal stretched me and then pushed his cock into my ass, taking his sweet time, letting me adjust. When I opened my eyes, Declan sat watching us, his dick hard again.
“Such a good girl,” he purred, making me shiver in delight. I never knew I had a praise kink until I met these guys, but damn, them telling me I was a good girl did bad things to me.
Conal bottomed out inside me as Ronan thrust from below. I was entirely at their mercy. Sandwiched between them.
Declan stood and then kneeled alongside us, his focus on me. I looked down to see his hard dick begging for my attention. He smiled.
“Take me in your mouth, sweetheart.”
He tasted of cum, his and mine. I took him deep into my throat as the twins fucked me harder, praising me, telling me how beautiful I was.
I soaked up their words, loving how much they adored me. How much they desired me.
When I came, it was less explosive, but no less intense. Pleasure ripped through me, taking Ronan and then Conal with me. I heard them groan and felt their cum spilling out inside me before Declan came too, unleashing down my throat.
I swallowed hard, licking every drop up before he pulled away.
“Ours,” he said with a satisfied smile.
“Ours,” the twins repeated.
A warm glow enveloped me as I collapsed on Ronan’s chest. A feeling of completeness.
I’d found my place in the world. My forever family.
I woke up sweating. Had I dozed off in the sun again? Only I couldn’t be outside, not with a soft sheet tangled around my body and a pillow beneath my cheek.
In a heartbeat, it all came flooding back.
The pizza with Declan.
He loved me.
Running across the sand.
He loved me.
The three of them making love to me.
They loved me.
The twinge of discomfort between my thighs told me it hadn’t been a dream. We’d fucked. Several times.
A hard body pressed into me from behind. Hard in more ways than one.
“Pixie,” a gravelly voice murmured. “If you don’t stop wiggling that cute butt of yours, I’ll have no choice but to—”
“No, you won’t. We have somewhere to be,” Declan sighed, exasperated, from my left. He watched me, his hair mussed from sleep, no lingering signs of tension in his expression.
“We do?” My throat felt sore. Was that because I’d taken his giant—
“Yes. So hop in the shower, princess.”
