Brandon crawled up her back. “Ready?”
She felt his cock pressing against her anus. He was so large, so massive, but she didn’t hesitate. “Yes, Sir. I’m ready.”
Brandon inched his dick into her ass, stretching her more than his fingers had. She bit the pillow, as the sting turned into a big sphere of need in the center of her core. Her trembles radiated out through her body and her pussy got so very wet. His thrusts were slow and powerful, claiming another inch each time.
“Time to roll you over, darlin’,” Brandon told her in a deep, lusty tone that gave her a new set of tingles. After he was done moving her, he was behind and under her, leaving her facing up, facing Justin.
As Justin crawled up her body, she wrapped her legs around his waist. She could feel his cock pressing on her pussy. He pressed his mouth to hers, tracing the line between her lips with his tongue.
Her toes curled and she parted her lips. His tongue caressed hers and his cock slid in another inch. Having his weight holding her down felt as good as any restraint she’d experienced. Better. Having Brandon’s body under her was the best BDSM bench she’d been on. She turned her head and parted her lips to welcome Alex’s cock down her throat. He was so massive, she opened her throat wide to take all of him. It felt heavenly and right. They were all her Dominants now. They were in control. She ached for them to claim her.
She felt Justin plunge his dick into her channel, causing her heart to race and her temperature to rise.
This is happening, really happening.
Her body was buzzing hot as Justin’s and Brandon’s thrusts kept in time with each other. Alex grabbed the back of her head and made love to her mouth. Her men were making music of her body.
The pressure was maddening. I’m theirs. They’re mine. She felt lines of electricity race through her body. Brandon reached around her, his fingertips finding her clit. That sent her over the edge into blissful release. The dam broke and a sea of sensations shot through her. She’d had orgasms before, but this one, with these men, topped them all. She felt adored, treasured, loved. This was what it meant to be a woman.
“Fuuuck.” Justin’s eyes closed tight as he shot his seed inside her.
Her womb clenched on his dick. Everything inside her felt alive and on fire.
Brandon growled, sending his cock into her ass in one final powerful thrust. “Fuck, yes!”
Tightening her insides on him, she pounded her fists on the mattress, riding out the vibrations in her body.
“Going to come, baby,” Alex said. Like Justin’s, his eyes were closed.
She felt his liquid heat hit the back of her throat and she sucked hard on his cock.
Exhausted and still trembling, she was barely aware of her guys shifting her into a more comfortable position on the bed.
“Baby, I love you,” Brandon said, his voice deep in his throat.
“I love you, too.”
“I love you, Shelby.” Justin kissed her. “You’re my world now.”
“And you are mine.”
Alex came into her view. He smiled and traced his fingers over her cheeks. “I love you, sweetheart. Now and forever. You’re mine.”
“She’s all of ours,” Justin chimed in.
She could see the adoration they had for her in all of their eyes. Her heart welcomed them in.
“I am yours. And you three are mine.”
Chapter Seventeen
Shelby sat between Alex and Brandon. They’d flipped up the console to make room for her in the middle. Justin was in the backseat of the Mercedes, having lost his chance to be in the front with her in a heady round of rock-paper-scissors.
Her guys were taking her to her house to get more clothes. The plan was for her to stay with them in the cabin. How could she be so happy and so fearful at the same time? She was happy because of her new relationship with the Champion brothers. She was fearful of the bull’s-eye Sheriff Byrd had put on her.
If Brandon wasn’t able to get the date moved, she was going to trial in less than a month for two homicides. She believed he would succeed, but would that change anything? Or would that only delay the inevitable?
Brandon parked the car in front of her house. Norma’s car was in the driveway. She was a horrible hostess. She’d left Norma and Lily high and dry since their arrival.