Knox gives me what I want and lifts me before slamming my body down on his cock causing me to cry out.
I flinch when Carter rubs a generous amount of lubricant on my back hole.
Gripping my ass cheeks, he spreads them, a groan escaping from his throat.
“Fuck.”
Carter pushes inside me slowly as I lie on Knox’s chest and they move in tandem. I’m full of them but turn my head to Killian still wanting more. Swiping his thumb over the head of his dick, he collects the pre-cum and coats it over my lips. I dart my tongue out and lick it up. Killian watches me with rapt attention, tracking the movement of my tongue.
“Fuck, Killer.”
Once Knox and Carter find their rhythm, I nearly come undone. I dig my nails into Killian’s chest as I lift myself and try to get my mouth to his dick.
“Please, Killian. I need more.”
He slides his fingers into my hair and tilts my head back slightly while wearing a delicious smirk on his lips.
“Such a perfect slut, Killer. Two cocks aren’t enough for you? You need more?”
His eyes, dark as night, bore into mine as he teases me by pushing his thumb into my mouth. When I lick and suck at his flesh, a delicious growl erupts from his throat.
“This is what you want? To be used like the fucking filthy slut you are for us?”
There’s no uncertainty. I stare at him, showing him how sure I am. This is exactly what I want and need.
“Yes.”
Killian pulls my hair up with both of his hands and pushes my head down, and without hesitation I run my tongue up and down his shaft. The room is quiet other than the faint grunts from my men all getting their pleasure from my body. Pulling his balls between my lips, I suck gently, causing him to groan as he tightens his hold on my hair.
“Fuck, baby. You really are my perfect slut.”
Carter digs his fingers into my hips as his breathing picks up.
“Little Heathen. Mine. Ours. Forever.” He says, his breaths harsh from fucking me, but I can only hope he meant the last word because I don’t ever want this to end.
I swirl my tongue over the head of Killian’s cock and he groans loudly.
“Fuck, Killer. Open your beautiful mouth. I can’t wait a second longer.”
I part my lips and he pushes inside my mouth with one thrust, hitting the back of my throat, causing me to gag slightly as tears fill my eyes.
“Tesoro.” Knox moans as he moves my body up and down on his cock. The sensation of having them all inside me builds in my chest as I whimper around Killian’s length.
“Come for us, Killer.”
I was already close, but his words push me over the edge as the sparks become uncontrollable and I detonate while screaming around his cock as he fucks my mouth so hard I can barely see straight.
“Gorgeous. Fucking. Slut.” He groans as he continues slamming into my throat. I love this about him. He doesn’t ask if he’s being too rough. All three of these men are perfect for me because each of them is different and gives me exactly what I need.
One orgasm builds as another fades. I have no control over my body–but they do. Carter pumps into my ass while Knox increases his speed fucking my pussy and Killian thrusts into my mouth while staring down at my face. I can’t see him well, but I can feel him. Emotions he never allowed himself to show me before filling me along with his brothers.
I feel wanted.
Cherished.
And complete.
It’s like a domino effect. Carter comes in my ass and then Knox in my pussy. Killian is the last to finish as he holds my face on either side.
