I turn to Maddox, my eyes clouded with lust as my hands switch and he crowds closer to me. His hands are gentle on me, curling into my hair as he uses the other to guide his cock to my lips.
I’m a complete mess with my lips swollen and my cheeks soaked from my tears, but he stares at me in awe as he speaks in a low rumble. “You’re so fucking perfect, Songbird. You were made for us.”
His words drive me, sending shocks of awareness zipping down my spine. My core is dripping onto my thighs, leaving me a sopping mess below my dress as I shove Maddox’s cock past my lips with vigor. I swallow around him, the taste of him mixing with Roman and Kairo and creating something erotically new. They’ve ruined me, and I never want to go back.
I want this.
Forever.
Part of it is the need clouding my judgement, but another part is something much more profound—a growing urge since the very beginning that remained dormant until itawoke. Maybe we were always destined to end up here. Maybe this is exactly how things were meant to go—that I was theirs from the very beginning and had no idea until now.
Whatever it is, I can’t look back. There is no future I imagine without them by my side. Where I once considered them beasts, they’re now protectors guarding over me.
And I want to show them how much they mean to me.
I take Maddox until I gag around him, a shiver shooting down to my clit. I close my eyes as if he’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted and hum. The vibration wracks him, causing him to hiss as he grabs my hair. The lust overturns his judgment until he’s burying himself deep in my throat. He stalls, resting his head back against his shoulders as I’m deprived of oxygen.
Another hand joins Maddox’s at the back of my head, and Roman growls in approval. “Good, Siren. Show him how much he means to you.”
Maddox’s cock pulses in my throat, drawing a muffled whimper from me. His head whips down. “I’m going to fucking cum if we don’t stop.”
Roman takes the signal, using my hair to draw my head back until I suck in a breath sharply and cough. Bringing Maddox so close to the edge has desperation clawing at me, and when I speak, my voice is a hazed rasp. “I…I want all three of you…” My eyes bounce between theirs, pleading for only what they can give me.
Roman cups my cheeks, drawing my attention to him. “At the same time? Use your words, Rosalie.”
I nod quickly, swallowing. “Yes.”
They all exchange a glance, a silent agreement going between them before I’m hoisted up by three sets of hands. My head spins as Roman backs up and eases onto the lounge chaise. He pats his lap, signaling for me to climb on top of him.
I sling my leg over his thighs, settling onto him as he grabs my hips and bunches my dress in his fists. “Wait, my panties—”
Kairo moves the hair away from my neck, kissing andnipping at my skin. “We’ll pull them to the side. Lay down.” He pressed his hand between my shoulder blades before pushing me onto Roman’s chest. I’m boxed in from all angles, and I wiggle on his lap as I feel his hands slide to my ass.
Kairo’s thumb hooks into my panties, pulling them away from my glistening folds as Roman grabs the base of himself. I feel his pierced cock nudge my entrance, and I gasp as he lifts me and eases me back down onto him. The stretch is welcoming, making my cheek melt against him as my mouth slackens until a desperate sound escapes me. Once I’m seated on him, I feel deliciously full and rock my hips a little.
I tense when I feel fingers explore my stuffed pussy. I glance behind me to see Kairo staring hungrily down at my stretched entrance with fascination. He rubs around the area with teasing touches, making me jolt each time.
“You have the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen,” The blonde murmurs. “I can’t wait to see what you look like when I stuff this ass too.”
His thumb brushes over my ass, making me suck in a breath at the sensation. I’ve never done anal before, and it makes my anxiety peak a little.
“I’ve never done that before…” I trail.
Kairo’s head shoots up, his expression unreadable, before Roman grabs my cheeks and turns me to face him. “Oh, Siren, are you telling us no one has ever fucked your tight ass?”
I nod.
Roman looks over my shoulder at the blonde. “Don’t get ahead of yourself. Be gentle with her.”
Kairo snorts. “I know what I’m doing.” He covers my back, whispering in my ear. “I can’t wait to be your first, Thorn.”
A shiver rolls down my spine as Kairo draws back and spits onto my ass. His saliva trails down me until he uses a finger to slick it into my hole. He’s gentle enough, pumping his hand shallowly until I’m taking his full digit. I close my eyes at the doubled sensation, the heat of the sun soaking into myback as I moan.
The stretch isn’t as bad as I thought it would be, but I know replacing his fingers with his cock will be much different. Until that time comes, I focus on the feeling—the sensations. Roman stuffing me while Kairo works to loosen me is unlike anything I’ve ever felt. It’s a little overwhelming but not suffocating.
As I open my eyes, I catch Maddox standing off to the side as he strokes himself. For a moment, I feel bad for leaving him out. Until his hungry gaze connects with mine and I see that he isn’t missing out on a single thing. He’s drinking it all in like Kairo’s movements are his own, and every twitch of my backside is pressed against him rather than his friend. Unable to think past our connection, I reach a hand out to the quiet protector, silently begging for his strength.
Maddox wraps his fingers around mine before lifting my knuckle to his lips. He kisses me tenderly, staring into my eyes. “You’re so perfect…”
