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Matitus is the only reason I remain upright when Dragus stands, kissing me. I taste my arousal on his tongue as he forces it into my mouth.

His erection presses into my stomach, and I wrap my arms around his neck. He grips my hips, lifting me, taking my weight.

His hands squeeze my ass, rolling my hips against his, his cock moving between my folds, making me gasp.

Silas cuts the shower off, stepping out.

Dragus places me back on my feet, handing me my towel. I wrap it around myself, following them obediently into the bedroom.

Silas dries himself, climbing onto the bed. Matitus follows, moving between his legs, hovering over him, arms braced on either side of Silas’s head as he kisses him.

Dragus’s hands run over my towel before he drops it at my feet. His hands go to my breasts, his lips sucking on my mark.

Matitus kisses Silas’s chest, grabbing his cock.

Arousal tightens my body as I watch Matitus take Silas into his mouth, sucking him, squeezing his balls with his other hand.

My breath comes harder just at the sight of them.

Dragus’s hand runs down my side, pushing me toward the bed. He sits at the end, pulling me toward him so I straddle him.

He inches backward, my knees pressing into the bed. Adjusting himself, I sink down on his hardened length, letting it fill and stretch me.

I ride him, his hands gripping my ass, pulling my cheeks apart, slamming me down onto his cock.

My eyes are on Matitus as he continues sucking Silas.

Silas’s hand is in his hair, his body writhing beneath him.

Arousal spreads on my thighs as I watch them, Dragus’s grip tightening before he holds me still.

“Go hop on Silas,” Dragus says, nipping at my chin and neck, lifting me off him.

Matitus moves, and I straddle Silas, leaning down, kissing him as I press down on him. “She is so wet,” Silas says, gripping my hips as I grind them on him. I feel Matitus slip his fingers in me alongside Silas’s cock. Silas groans and his cock twitches inside me as Matitus forces his fingers into my soaking wet heat, withdrawing them slowly, pressing them between my cheeks and against the tight muscles of my ass. He slides them in, pulling them in and out of my ass, drawing a moan out of me. I watch Dragus kneel on the bed, and I lean forward, my lips wrapping around his cock as I suck on it. I can taste my juices coating it as he fists my hair, forcing more of himself into my mouth as he thrusts into it. I moan around his cock, when I feel Matitus press his tip to my ass and sliding it in. Silas sits up on his elbows biting and sucking on my breasts while Dragus fucks my mouth. I feel Matitus’s fingers slide into me, stretching me more around his length and I push against his fingers as he slides his cock in and out my ass while I grind my hips on Silas’s hard length, my stomach tightening at the overfull feeling as I feel more juices spilling onto my thighs, coating Silas up and down.

Dragus pulls his cock from my lips as Matitus adds another finger. Dragus moves on the bed, moving toward Matitus. Silas grips my face between his hands, pulling me closer, his tongue moving between my lips, and he groans into my mouth.

I feel Matitus pull my cheeks apart, watching himself slip in and out of my ass while his fingers continue stretching me.

Dragus moves off the bed. I pull back from Silas, his lips going to my neck as I watch Dragus grab a bottle of lube.

The bed dips behind me.

Matitus pulls his fingers from me, reentering, this time coated in lubricant. I moan at the sensation.

Silas’s hand slides between us, his thumb rubbing my clit. I move my hips faster, loving the friction.

Dragus’s hand grips my ass. Matitus shifts, moving over, his hand pulling my cheek apart as he slides his length into me.

Silas nips my chin, kissing my lips.

“You’re going to take all three of us now,” he says, my pussy clenching his cock at his words, his thumb moving rubbing my clit. “Is that a yes?” he asks with a smile on his lips. I nod, kissing him and forcing my tongue into his mouth, his other hand going to my breast rolling my nipple between his thumb and finger. Dragus positions himself, kneeling behind beside Matitus. I jump as he pushes the tip in and both Matitus and Dragus grip on me tightens holding me still, Silas’s fingers moving faster, distracting me from the slight burning sensation, Dragus pushes in alongside Matitus, stretching me and stilling, letting me get used to the feeling of the three of them inside me. I wriggle my hips and Silas moans at the movement. I move, needing the stimulation, and I feel all three slipping in and out of me, letting me get used to the feeling.

“That’s it, ride our cocks, baby,” Silas whispers, sucking on my neck.

I reach behind me, gripping Dragus’s hip, letting him know they can move.

He pulls out, thrusting in.