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“And I want you first…”

My hands moved to her hips as she guided me inside her. I watched her eyes flare sexily as I plunged in all the way to the hilt.

“I love you,” Claudia said, looking me right in the eyes. Keeping her ankles locked behind my back, she leaned back and reached for the others. “I love you all…”

They came to her willingly and she pulled them close, Colin with one arm, Brandon with the other. We formed a triangle around her. A triangle of arms and legs and other swollen parts… parts we’d use to give our girlfriend the very happiest of all possible birthdays.

“Now if only the deck doesn’t collapse,” Brandon said jokingly, “this should be fun.”

Thirty-Six

CLAUDIA

It had been two days since my magical birthday night. Two days since I’d professed my love for my three incredible boyfriends, and they for me.

It’d also been two days since I’d been screwed nearly half to death in the Delta Delta Tau hot tub, but that went without saying. And I was only now just getting back to walking straight.

They’d taken me over and over again in the churning waters, plundering every part of me in their quest to make me theirs. And I was theirs. Wholly and completely. Mind, body, and soul.

But most definitely after that night.

I remember riding them, bouncing in their laps while the others played with my breasts or stood to feed me from the side. They’d bent me over the hot tub’s edge. Dogged me mercilessly from behind, while telling me all about the dirty things they’d do to me next.

I got off on it. Urged them on to the point we were talking filthy, playing the whole oneupmanship game that I could only lose in the end.

But in this game of three-on-one? Losing was still winning for me.

We finished christening (re-christening?) the hot tub with me in Hunter’s lap, his cock buried so deep in my pussy I doubted it would ever come out. There he held me against him, reaching around to spread me open for his two eager fraternity brothers. By his invitation, and with a little coaxing, he introduced Colin and then Hunter to the pleasures of taking me deep in the ass.

And crying out with joy and delirium, I was introduced to the exquisite pain of being double-penetrated.

Sweaty and sated, we ran through the snow and made the back door again, laughing the whole way. Once inside we toweled off, hydrated with some water, and then retired to the living room to catch up on some television.

The night ended for me on the living room floor, in a pile of blankets and pillows and wonderfully-naked man-flesh. I spread my legs wide for them as they took me again, each in turn. This time slowly, more sensually, with lots of kissing and eye-contact and toe-curling affection…

I had to shake myself from my daydream as I turned into the mall parking lot. Shit, I was actually wet. It couldn’t be helped, though. I just couldn’t stop thinking about them.

In time I’d have to tell someone. Lauren first, probably. And then eventually, even my family. They’d think I was crazy, of course. But in all honesty, I didn’t expect anyone to truly understand.

Nobody could understand, I thought to myself. Not in a thousand years.

The mall was filled with the usual holiday rush. A million people trying to buy ten million gifts. Christmas music played vaguely, somewhere overhead. I passed happy young couples, walking arm in arm. Parents holding their child’s hand, weaving through the wave of human traffic.

I wanted to make Christmas as special as possible for my three boyfriends. I knew in my heart, they’d make it special for me. Now, if only—

My train of thought was interrupted as my phone buzzed. I glanced down at it casually, then stopped and did a double-take.

There was a text message.

From Garrett.

I stopped walking, in the middle of a crowd. Someone bumped into me, then someone else.

What the hell does he want?

Apologizing profusely, I got moving again and headed off to the side. Somehow I found an unoccupied bench, sat down, and pressed the message button.

WE NEED TO TALK