At a look from me, they lowered her legs and untied her hands. I helped her up and guided her to the couch. “You’ll take Alexander and Julian first. Then it’s my turn.” I slapped her ass and helped her onto the couch once Julian and Alexander were in position. It wasn’t easy to find room, but we managed.
Alexander guided her onto his cock, a vein in his neck straining as he tried to take it slow and let her adjust to him.
“Not slow. I can do it.” Harper drove her body down, taking Alexander all the way down with a cry of pleasure. “Julian. You have to join him. I have to take all of you.”
Julian slid into place inch by inch. There was no quick impalement for him. The strain of fitting two cocks, especially when one was Alex’s, in her tight cunt would stretch her to the max.
I smacked her ass again when she lifted onto her knees. “Take them, Harper. Be our good girl and let us fuck you together.”
“God you should feel this. She’s so fucking wet for us. Spank her again.” Julian gritted his teeth and pushed deeper.
I popped her ass in a series of slaps that bounced her down hard on their dicks. They sucked her nipples, then pinched and rolled them until she writhed and cried out.
“Give me your ass, Harper.” I grabbed her hips and moved her into position. One swipe of my hand between her legs where she joined with Alex and Julian and I had enough of her wetness to coat my cock. I pressed my thumb into her ass, massaging and teasing until she relaxed enough for me. The pressure of my cock bowed her forward, and I slid deeper. “God you’re so fucking tight. You’ll never be the same after tonight. You’re ours.” I seated myself fully, my balls clenching at the pressure of her ass and the twin cocks in her pussy. We fucked her together. When they pulled out, I pressed in. We alternated motions after a few strokes, never letting her find the rhythm. We sped up, pounding into her fast and hard, filling her to capacity.
“I’m coming. Please. Oh god please don’t stop. It’s so good.” Her body curled forward, the spasm starting in her spine and stretching outward. She gripped Alex and Julian’s shoulders,her body undulating with our motions. “So. Fucking. Good. I’m never going to be the same. I’m yours. I belong to you.”
“Good. You’re so good.” I tangled a hand in her hair and pulled, cranking her neck back. I slapped her ass one more time. “Come for us. Come all over our cocks. Make a mess on us so we know how good you feel.”
“Yes. Yes.” Her cries turned sharp.
“Fuck.” Alexander surged upward, his thickness pressing hard against the thin membrane separating us.
Harper came apart with such beautiful sounds on her lips.
I gave her ass a stroke and arched us both back with my grip on her hair. Digging my heels into the floor, I thrust deeper than ever and came at the same time. My cock pulsed thick and hot, pleasure spiking through my body in a flurry.
The four of us panted and collapsed into a heap.
Harper chuckled, her head cradled against Alexander’s chest. “If I’d known that coming to tell Alexander we couldn’t keep this up would lead to this, I’d have been here sooner.”
I eased out of her ass and grabbed what we needed from the office ensuite bathroom to clean up.
“Why would you tell Alexander we had to stop?” The hurt in Julian’s voice burned through me.
Harper rolled away from Alexander and held out a hand for the rag I held. I shook my head, and the three of us cleaned her up before taking care of ourselves.
She remained boneless for several minutes, her body coming back to itself after being used and pleasured so hard. “I think people know about us.”
I scowled and pulled on my pants. “I’ll crush any rumors that dare to rise. And I’ll fucking eliminateanyonewho tries to say a single fucking thing about this.” I buttoned my pants and drew Harper close enough to kiss. “We’ll be more careful if that makes you feel better, but I do not want to give you up. I will not. You’re mine.”
15
HARPER
I never in my wildest dreams imagined that hearing a man sound so possessive over me would be a turn on. But it was. Especially when it came from Dante. Hooded eyes stared me down. His hair was rumpled, and even though he’d been careful when removing his suit, several wrinkles creased the jacket when he shrugged it over his broad shoulders.
He’d done things to me I didn’t know were possible, brought me pleasure I hadn’t known existed. And he laid claim to me in a way that made me feel protected instead of oppressed.
I finished buttoning my shirt and flipped my hair out of the collar. “I don’t want this to end. If you’re sure you want to be with me, even with the threat to your reputation, then I’m in.” I hated the idea of being the subject of gossip, but having them in my life was worth the risk.
They wanted to be with me. I’d never had that happen before and giving it up meant I might as well give up pieces of my heart and soul. They were part of me. Every possessive, protective, safe feeling I’d ever had was because of them. I’d be a foolto give up three men who made me feel special and wanted. I could live with gossip as long as they kept their careers and their reputations. As long as the company didn’t suffer because I wasn’t strong enough to walk away.
“We want you.” Julian tucked his shirt into his slacks and fixed his belt. Like the others, he was adorably rumpled. The tattoos disappeared as he buttoned his shirt and rolled the cuffs down to his wrists.
“Why do you cover them up?” I’d been meaning to ask, but it never seemed like the right time. I’d discovered I had to make things the right time or nothing would ever happen except sex.
Julian buttoned his cuffs and reached for his jacket. “They make people reconsider working with me. I’m supposed to be clean-cut. Above reproach. Fucking idiots think a few tattoos make me unreliable or a bad influence. I had one man tell me during our first year as a company that he’d never work with us because tattoos were the sign of a degenerate. He asked which gang I belonged to.”
