Her Three Wilde Champion Men (Wilde, Nevada 2)

She nodded. Of course, she remembered. She would never forget that night with all three of her men, her first but definitely not her last.

Brandon brushed the hair out of her eyes. “Tonight, I will feel this tight pretty pussy squeezing on my dick. You’re going to whimper your surrender as you writhe under me.”

“And I get to fuck her pretty mouth,” Justin said with a growl.

Every lusty word from them was raising her temperature and getting her even wetter than before.

Suddenly, she felt Alex place the tip of the plug on her anus. Instinctively she tensed her muscles, a futile yet natural attempt to keep the invader out of her bottom.

“No you don’t,” Alex barked. Then she felt him pinch her ass, adding to the heat already there. “This plug is going in. That’s what I want. Obedience is what we expect from you. Understand?”

“Yes, Master.”

Alex’s voice softened. “Relax, Shelby. You won’t regret it, I swear.”

“Breathe and surrender, baby,” Brandon urged. “You can do it. Make us proud.”

“Yes, Sir,” she panted out. She filled her lungs to the max, held it there for as long as she could, and then shot it out past her lips in a big, giant gust.

“Again,” Brandon commanded.

She obeyed and felt her body’s tension back down a bit.

“Very good,” he said. “One more.”

As she let out the last of the breath from her mouth, Alex sent the plug past her tight ring and into her ass. She groaned a little, taking in half as much air as before.

Another inch and again her breathing divided. When he plunged it all the way inside her to the flared part of the toy that was designed to fit perfectly next to her hole and between her cheeks, her breathing was more panting than anything else.

“Color?” Alex demanded.

She had to catch her breath for a second before she could answer, “Green, Sir.”

“Fuck, you’re turning me on, baby. I’m on freaking fire,” Alex said, his lust on the brink of animalistic.

Without warning, she felt Brandon slide his fingers into her pussy. “This is what I’m going to claim tonight, Shelby. This is mine. Mine. Always mine.”

He sounded like a man chanting a spell or mantra. She was his. All of her. She was Alex’s. Justin’s. God, how wonderful it felt to have her Doms with her on their one-month anniversary. Her need rumbled like molten lava beneath the earth’s surface, seeking any crack or fissure to release the enormous expanding pressure.

Alex slapped her stinging ass. Justin pinched her throbbing nipples. Brandon pressed on her aching clit. She bit her lip to keep from crying out.

Her Doms were turning her into a finely tuned instrument, theirs to create whatever music they desired. Their delicious torture went on and on, increasing her suffering until she thought she might actually pass out.

“Fuck, I can’t wait any longer.” Brandon’s words came from deep in his chest.

“What about the clamps and electric play?” Justin asked, his tone just as strained as Brandon’s.

“Next time,” Alex stated in a timbre that was heavy with lust. “I’m with Brandon. Now. I’ve got to have her right now.”

Even with all the passionate urgency inside her, Shelby felt pride that her Doms were over the edge with desire for her as much as she was for them.

She felt Alex remove the toy from her ass, making her shiver. Justin removed her restraints, and then Brandon lifted her off of the bench, shifting her around until she was buried in his muscled chest. Out of the corner of her eyes she could see Alex and Justin stripping.

“I’m going to have your pussy, baby. Mine. Understand?” His words vibrated on her skin.

“Yes, Master,” she breathed out, as nerves she’d never felt before fired hot and bright inside her.

Brandon’s stare was sizzling and wonderful. “We will be what you need, Shelby. Fuck, you are certainly all I need.”