Three Alpha Romeo

“That’s what you want, isn’t it? To please us?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“To be used by us?”

Oh GOD yes…

“All of us?”

Marcus knelt down, joining him alongside me. The men looked like two beautiful sculptures. Every cut and ridge of their musculature stood out starkly in the flickering light and shadow.

“Yes,” I said again. “All of you.”

Holden looked over my shoulder and nodded. I felt Randall pull all the way out… and then shove himself all the way back in. He did it slow at first. Long, deep strokes that drove me absolutely crazy, and quickly had me panting for more.

I tried screwing my pussy back at him. Every time I did he pulled away, and slapped my ass in the process.

Not that that was such a bad thing.

“We’re going to fuck you until you tap out tonight,” Holden promised huskily. “Or pass out.”

My only response was a desperate sigh. Randall was feeling so good, I could barely think straight.

“Whichever comes first.”

Thirty-Nine

ANDREA

I lost all track of time. All sense of where I was, or how I’d even gotten there. All that mattered was the here, the now. What I was doing with my three incredible lovers.

What was being done to me.

They fucked me for what seemed like forever, passing me back and forth between them. Trading off on me. Switching places, whenever they desired.

I was screwed on the floor, the sofa, even the little cushioned chair. Bent over the arm of the couch, and taken hard from behind. There was always a cock inside me, one way or the other. Always someone spreading my legs, or holding them wide, so one of the others could drive even deeper inside me.

One by one I sucked them off, while getting fucked by the others. Randall came first, straight down my throat, while Marcus drilled me on my hands and knees. His climax came as such as a surprise I almost gagged, almost lost it halfway through. Somehow though, I managed to take everything he gave me.

Marcus was next, as I rode Holden on the couch. The SEAL held me pinned to his lap, his cock throbbing inside me, while the big Ranger grunted and filled my mouth with his cream. I stroked him with both hands, still grinding on Holden as I sucked him through every throb and pulse of his monster orgasm. Once again, I didn’t miss a single drop.

It was Holden’s turn next, but not before I screwed myself to a screaming climax. I was still in his lap, his cock deep in my belly… the others to either side of me, their hot mouths locked on each of my breasts.

It was lunacy, really. Total madness. Here we were, being hunted by some of the most dangerous people on the planet. And we were fucking like animals. Screwing like there was no tomorrow.

And there was no tomorrow, really. Not if we messed up. Maybe that’s what made it so good. Maybe that’s why it all seemed so permissible, so enjoyable, rather than batshit insane.

Holden fucked right me through my orgasm, and halfway to another. I was dripping now, from the warmth and the heat. Shivering with pleasure. Clawing his back…

I felt him surge and shoved his hands from my hips. A second later I was on my knees, kneeling between his legs. Taking the first hot spurts of his seed into my open mouth, before closing my lips over his shaft and finishing him against my warm, swirling tongue.

“FUUUUUCK!”

He came so hard it was like an explosion, bowing my cheeks out. Filling me to the point where I had swallow three times, while his hands sifted through my sweat-soaked hair…

I chuckled as he finally came to, his head still lolled back on the couch. For a good half a minute, he hadn’t even moved. We’d lost him there for a moment, for sure.

“You were saying something about passing out?” I joked.