Three Alpha Romeo

“You’re already spoiled,” Randall pointed out.

“I know, but…”

Holden moved first, diving between my legs. His mouth moved hungrily, parting my folds. His tongue fluttered straight into my pussy.

“Ohhhhhh…”

I could feel his hands, locking my thighs to the bed. Keeping me from moving, so he could do whatever he wanted to me. It was all part of the game. Holding me down, making me twist and turn and writhe with excitement. Getting me so hot and so close to the edge of orgasm I couldn’t take it anymore.

And then pushing me over that edge… but only when the time was right.

In the past they’d made me beg for it, too. Kept me at the brink of the most incredible climax, only to stop and switch off on me again and again. For them, that was their one advantage. As much as I kept them happy, and sated, and drained their cocks dry… they could always tag out. They could always flip me around, or switch positions, or stop screwing me altogether, until I pleaded with them for release.

In that measure it was three-on-one. The odds weren’t fair. And I had to admit, there were times when I’d come close to tapping out. Times when I’d been sore and full and overly sensitive, to the point where I didn’t think I could take another lover, another pounding…

And then I’d done it all for them anyway.

Right now I was being devoured by Holden. Kissed by Marcus. Played with by Randall. I reached for the latter two, closing my hand over their now-familiar shafts. Pulled them even closer to me, until they were kneeling on either of my head, so I could take them into my mouth, each in turn.

It was my favorite thing, to get lost in the moment like this. To nuzzle them against my face, rolling my head back and forth between them. I loved the way they looked down on me as I sucked them off. The smoldering look in Marcus’s eyes. The way Randall liked to smile at me, while sifting through my hair.

It was during those times I really felt like their girl. Like I belonged to them — all three of them — and the bonds between us couldn’t be broken by anything.

I gasped around Marcus’s thickness, as Holden’s tongue brought me achingly closer to ultimate release. Randall was rolling my nipples between his fingers. The sight of his tattooed arms working my body made me gush, wetly, into his partner’s mouth.

They lifted me again, and set me down on my knees. This time it was Randall who slid beneath me, his tongue delving inside me until I was literally sitting on his face. I was breathing dangerously faster now. Almost hyperventilating. My body shuddered as I bore down, grinding myself into him. I started using his tongue to rub my clit up and down, faster and faster, bucking and churning against his hot mouth.

If they weren’t going to give me an orgasm, I would take one from them. Hell, I’d done it before.

“You like that baby?” Holden breathed into my ear. The heat coming off his mouth was giving me goosebumps. “Do you really want to come?”

My only answer was to grind harder. To focus even more, on my own rising excitement.

“Or should we do something else?”

He was tormenting me, I knew. The anticipation was overwhelming, knowing they might let me come at any moment. But they could switch off at any moment also, and stop me just short of achieving my goal.

“No answer?” He bit gently down on my shoulder. “Fine. We’ll just have to take what we want.”

I gasped as his hands enveloped my waist, lifting me yet again. He slid me down Randall’s body. Deposited me into his lap… where I impaled myself right on his cock.

God…

We both shifted, driving him all the way inside me. Before we got into a rhythm however, Randall slid his arms over my shoulders and pulled me against him.

“You like being fucked?”

The way he breathed the word into my face was intentionally wicked. I bit my lip and nodded.

“How much?”

Before I could answer our bodies shifted again, and I felt a new hand on my back. Holden’s face went over my shoulder. He kissed me tenderly on the cheek as he got into an all-new position, somewhere behind me.

“You fuck her now, bro…”

Randall uttered the words and withdrew. Holden took his place, sliding inside of me. It all happened so seamlessly, like they’d done it a thousand times before. Which, I thought to myself distantly, maybe they had.

Donna…