I met his every thrust with equal fervor, my body arching to meet his, as we danced on the edge of pleasure and pain. The new arrival watched us with a hunger that matched my own, his presence adding a new layer of intensity to our encounter. I was lost in a sea of sensation, my body alive with need and desire, as we fucked with a ferocity that left us both breathless and spent.
When we finally collapsed, our bodies slick with sweat and our breaths coming in ragged gasps, I knew that I was forever changed. This was more than just sex; it was a claiming, a promise, and a beginning. And as I lay there, my body still throbbing with the aftershocks of pleasure, I knew that I would do it all over again in a heartbeat.
The man fucking me stilled, his cock still deep inside me, and I could feel his release pulsing into me, a drug that sent waves of pleasure coursing through my veins. A grunt of sound escaped his lips, a primal, satisfied noise that sent a shiver down my spine. I was lost in the sensation, my body on fire with need and desire, when I realized that the third man was there, his presence a silent promise of more to come.
The second man approached me, his pants open and the long, hard length of his cock in his hand. He brushed it against my lips, and I opened for him without hesitation, a soft "Oh, fuck yes" escaping my lips. He pushed into my mouth, his grip on my hair tight and demanding, as he began to fuck my throat with a fierce intensity that matched the man still buried deep inside me.
A moment later, the third man replaced the first, his cock sliding into me with ease, coated in the generous cum left by his predecessor. I screamed around the cock in my throat, the sound muffled and primal, as the third man began to thrust into me with a relentless rhythm. The roughness of it was a kind of beauty, hard, fierce fucking that left me breathless and wanting more.
They pushed and pulled me between them, their bodies moving in perfect sync as they claimed me, used me, and filled me with a pleasure so intense that it was almost painful. I fought to stay focused, my mind a whirlwind of sensation and need, as hands slid under my jacket, palming my nipples with a rough, demanding touch.
The pleasure was blazing and consuming, a fire that burned through every nerve ending, every fiber of my being. For the first time since the heat struck, I felt whole, complete, as if every piece of me had finally clicked into place. The men were relentless, their bodies demanding and taking, and I met their every move with equal fervor, my own need matching theirs in intensity.
The man in my throat hit the back of it, his grip on my hair tightening as he held me there, his cock pulsing with his impending release. The man between my legs was just as demanding, his thrusts growing more urgent, more desperate, as he chased his own pleasure. I was caught between them, a plaything for their desires, and I reveled in it, my body alive with sensation and need.
As they both reached their peak, their releases filling me, I felt a sense of satisfaction, of completion, that I had never experienced before. It was raw, primal, and perfect, and I knew that I would do it all over again in a heartbeat. The men pulled away, their breaths coming in ragged gasps, and I collapsed onto the table, my body slick with sweat and my mind a blur of pleasure and satisfaction.
In that moment, I was theirs, completely and utterly, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
Chapter
Twenty-Two
JAY
My body trembled from the force of my release as she choked on my cock, her throat working as she swallowed every last drop of my cum. I stared down at her, my breath coming in ragged gasps, not saying a word because Roan had ordered us to maintain silence when we caught her. We would give her everything, but no names, no declarations, let her have the pleasure of anonymity. And I wanted more of that.
Rhett was bracing his hands on the table, still buried deep inside her, his body tense with the effort of holding back. None of us were naked, but that's all I wanted—to strip her bare and have her over and over again. Roan moved around us, his control a thing of legends, but suddenly he was in front of her, waving me away.
Her lips were swollen from sucking me, her beautiful mouth red and puffy, and she stared up at Roan, dazed, as he pushed his cock against her lips. He was absolutely ruthless in fucking her throat, his hips moving with a fierce, demanding rhythm.
For all his control, his demand had my cock stiffening all over again. I watched as Roan took his pleasure, his grip on her hair tight and unyielding. Rhett and I locked eyes throughthe masks, a silent communication passing between us. We did rock, paper, scissors, and when my rock crushed his scissors, I could practically hear his swearing. But he pulled out, his cock glistening with her arousal and his own release, and I moved to fuck that sweet cunt of hers.
She was absolutely filthy from them both, her body slick with sweat and cum, and I gathered up the evidence of their pleasure, pushing it back inside her before I thrust in. Her body bucked upward, a gasp escaping her lips, and I used my fingers, sticky with their cum, to begin to tease her asshole. She was going to need to be able to hold both of their knots, and that started now.
I could feel her resistance, her body tensing as I pushed a finger into her tight, virgin hole. But I was relentless, my touch firm and demanding, as I prepared her for what was to come. She moaned around Roan's cock, the sound muffled and primal, and I knew that she was lost in the sensation, her body alive with need and desire.
Rhett moved behind me, his hands on my shoulders, his breath hot against my ear as he whispered, "Fuck her hard, Jay. Make her take it all." And I did, my hips moving with a fierce, unyielding rhythm as I claimed her, used her, and filled her with a pleasure so intense that it left us both breathless and wanting more.
As I thrust into her, I couldseeRoan's cock pulsing in her throat, his release imminent. It was erotic as hell. We were all on the edge, teetering on the brink of pleasure and satisfaction. And I was determined to push her over that edge, to make her scream and sob and beg for more, until we were all spent and sated, our bodies slick with sweat and cum, and our minds a blur of pleasure and desire.
Her wild need for us was intoxicating, her body a playground of primal desire that I couldn't get enough of. She was fucking gorgeous, all shattered and broken from her heat, her eyesglazed with lust and her skin flushed with arousal. The way she responded to us, the way she took everything we gave her and begged for more, was a sight to behold.
I wanted to mark her, claim her, make her mine in every possible way. The thought of her belonging to us, of her being ours to use and pleasure, drove me wild with need.
Her inner muscles clenched around me, her body on the edge of another orgasm, and I was close too. The sight of her, so beautiful and debauched, her body slick with our combined releases, was almost too much to bear. I wanted to watch her come undone, to see her fall apart in our arms, and I knew that we would all be there to catch her, to hold her, to love her.
As we reached the peak of pleasure together, our cries of release mingling in the air, I knew that this was just the beginning. We would have her over and over again, in every way possible, until she was completely and utterly ours. And I couldn't wait for the next time, for the next chance to lose myself in her, to drown in the primal, all-consuming need that she aroused in me.
The heat of my breath against my mask was almost too much as I pulled out. I gathered up more of our come, using it to lubricate my fingers as I returned to working on her ass, scissoring to loosen her up. The knot from either Rhett or Roan was going to be a tight fit, and I wanted to make sure she was ready for it.
Her resistance was palpable, her body tensing as I pushed a second finger into that tight puckered hole. She kept clenching violently against me, pushing out and pulling at the same time. A low, husky sound escapes her as I relentlessly ready her. Yes, it was different and overwhelming, but fuck I wanted her. No pain for her, not that we couldn’t ease.
She was panting, her eyes glassy as she began to toss her head from side to side, writhing on the table, lost in thesensation. The sight of her, so wild and abandoned, was almost too much to bear.
Roan caught her by the throat, his grip firm but gentle, as he whipped off his mask, then pinned her with a long, deep kiss that had her moaning so hard, I could feel my cock stirring to life once more. The sound of her pleasure, the sight of her surrendering to him, was intoxicating, and I wanted to join them, to lose myself in her once more.
Taking my cue from Roan, I ripped off my own mask. The cooler air was a relief against my face. Rhett had the fire going, the crackling flames casting a warm, inviting glow over the room. I was really glad that we had made sure to rent this place. It was the closest to the cabin she’d rented and no way in hell did I want unexpected visitors. Not when we could indulge in our wildest desires, where we could explore every inch of her body and every depth of our need.
