“I am not.”
“You’re absolutely smiling.”
A wave of need crashed through me with enough force to buckle my knees again. Percy caught me before I could fold, and Lucian was at my other side in an instant, his hand on the small of my back, the contact sending a current through the bond that made me gasp.
“Inside,” Lucian said. Not a request. “Now.”
They brought me upstairs to my room.
Lucian closed the door behind us.
“Tell us what you want,” Lucian said. His hand was still on my back. Percy stood behind me, his chest against my shoulders. Solomon was in front of me. I could feel the coolness radiating from his skin against my fever.
“You know what I want.”
“Say it.” His eyes held mine, gray shot through with gold. “We need to hear it.”
“All of you.” My voice held steady. Whatever the heat was doing to my body, it had burned away the hesitation I might have felt in any other circumstance. “Right now. Right here. Don’t make me ask again.”
Percy moved first. His mouth found the back of my neck, lips tracing the knobs of my spine, hands sliding around my waist. Solomon stepped forward, fingers catching my chin, tilting my face up, and kissed me. Lucian peeled my shirt over my head, unhurried despite the urgency, his mouth found the claiming mark at my throat.
They moved me to the bed with urgent hands and heated gazes. I lost track of whose fingers tugged at my shirt, peeling it up and over my head. Another pair of hands worked my pants down my hips, sliding them off along with my soaked underwear, leaving me completely bare and trembling under their attention.
One mouth latched onto my breast, sucking hard on the peaked nipple while teeth grazed the sensitive bud. Another set of lips pressed wet kisses along the curve of my hip. A third pair found my inner thigh, tongue tracing upward in teasing strokes that made my legs quiver.
“T-too much...” I gasped.
“Not yet,” Lucian said. “But it will be.”
Percy settled between my thighs, his cock already hard and leaking. Lucian knelt to my left, Solomon to my right, and I wrapped a hand around each of them, gripping their cocks while Percy spread my legs wider.
“You should see yourself.” Percy’s voice dropped. “Dripping all over the sheets and we haven’t even started. This pretty pussy is begging for it.”
He rubbed the head of his cock through my folds, coating himself in my slick, circling my clit with the tip until my hips bucked. Then he slammed into me in one brutal stroke and my scream bounced off the cabin walls.
“That’s it, love.” He pulled back slow, watching himself slide out coated in my juices, then drove back in hard enough to shove me up the bed. “Take every inch.”
My hands tightened around Lucian and Solomon, stroking them in counterpoint to Percy’s rhythm, my grip faltering every time he bottomed out and my brain short-circuited. Lucian’s cock pulsed in my left hand, his hips rocking into my fist with controlled restraint. Solomon thrust into my right hand with slow, deliberate strokes, his jaw clenched, watching Percy fuck me.
Percy hitched my leg over his shoulder and the angle change punched the air from my lungs. His cock dragged against my front wall with every thrust, hitting the spot that made my vision blur.
“Harder,” I demanded.
“Yes ma’am.” He grinned and obeyed, his hips snapping with a ferocity that made the headboard crack against the wall. I was losing my mind through it all.
A couple more strokes and his thumb found my clit, grinding in rough circles. “Come for me, love. Soak my cock. I want to feel you dripping down my balls before I fill you up.”
My walls clenched around him, the pressure building until it detonated. I came screaming his name, my pussy milking his cock in rhythmic spasms while my hands jerked on Lucian and Solomon. Percy buried himself to the hilt and groaned, his cock throbbing as he spilled inside me in hot pulses.
His base started to swell. Percy’s whole body shuddered and his jaw locked, fighting the instinct to let the knot expand and lock us together.
“Not yet,” Lucian said from beside me. “She needs all three.”
“I know.” Percy’s voice was gutted. “Fuck, I know. But she’s clenching so hard, I can’t...” His hips jerked forward, grinding deeper, his cock pulsing with the need to seal. He gripped the headboard above me and forced himself to pull out before the knot could catch.
Solomon’s hand was between my thighs before Percy had fully withdrawn, two fingers sliding inside me, pushing Percy’s cum back deep. Keeping me full. My hips bucked against his hand and he held me steady.
“Not a drop,” Solomon murmured. “We need all of it inside you.”
