Three Alpha Romeo

I jumped hard into Holden’s arms while simultaneously moaning into Randall’s mouth. They held me steady for a moment. The candles flickered.

“Relax Goldilocks,” chuckled Randall, his lips still lingering against my neck. “Just enjoy.”

Relax…

As if it were only that easy.

I remembered to breathe this time as Marcus devoured me, sending my brain soaring to all new places of pleasure and exhilaration. His mouth, his lips, the way he worked my clit… all of it was absolutely magnificent. I came within minutes, all over his talented tongue. At that exact moment, he curled two thick fingers, deep inside me…

I shuddered violently upward, while the SEALs held my quivering, ecstasy-ridden body pinned to the floor. It added enormously to my orgasm. Gave it a thrashing, forbidden edge of restrainment that only made the whole thing more intense and taboo.

I came down just as hard, chest heaving, my brain still floating on a cloud of delicious endorphins. My teeth hurt from clenching my jaw so tightly. Every inch of my skin tingled with numbness.

“You’ve got the shakes,” Holden whispered hotly into my ear. “You’re shaking and we haven’t even started yet.”

Did you hear that Andrea?

The voice in my head was edged with a mocking laughter.

They haven’t even started yet…

Those last two words sent butterflies through my stomach. I was still on my back, legs trembling. Shivering all over, with the anticipation of being touched again.

I heard the guys murmuring to one other. One of them nodded. Suddenly I was being rolled onto my stomach, two strong hands guiding my hips. Someone else was busy grabbing pillows, and bunching them beneath me.

Oh fuck…

In a matter of moments I was face down, ass up. An arm slid around my waist, and someone pulled me roughly against them.

A quick thrust of the hips later, something thick was throbbing against me. Whoever it was held it poised there, pressed snugly against my entrance. I held my breath, waiting. Wondering who it was…

“Mmmmm…”

The mushroom-shaped head dragged slowly up and down, just barely piercing my folds. I was being teased and tormented. My pussy was so wet by now, any one of them could’ve plunged right in.

Finally I felt it: a thick cock, slowly pushing into me from behind. A hand sifted its way into my hair. A tattooed hand.

Randall.

His beard fluttered sexily against my shoulder. I moaned like a slut as he slid all the way inside…

“Can you really take three of us?” he growled.

I nodded, but apparently it wasn’t good enough. He rolled his knuckles. His grip tightened.

“Y—Yes,” I breathed.

“Yes? Did you say yes?”

“I did.”

He was already balls-deep, his cock marinating nicely in my pussy. He screwed his hips forward, twisting it inside me.

I lifted my head some more and Holden was there, kneeling by my face. Smiling in the candlelight.

“We’re going to use you all up tonight,” he told me.

I licked my lips. “Good.”