Captured By The Mercenaries

If I thought Rafe had stretched me, it was nothing compared to this. Sig grabbed my head, pulling me off Rafe, and kissed me. One of them, I lost track of who, began rubbing their finger over my clit.

I was too close, this was too much. My body imploded, shaking and coming all over Arsen’s cock. My scream of ecstasy was muffled by the tongue in my mouth. The finger torturing my throbbing clit kept up the insistent movements, stretching out my orgasm until I thought I would be lost in the swirling pleasure forever.

Finally, my muscles relaxed and I went limp under their attention. Arsen had been slowly thrusting in and out of me, keeping a steady pace while I came. Now that I was finished, he began furiously pounding into me.

I gasped, breaking away from Sig’s mouth. There were no words, all I could do was drown beneath the response of my body. It shouldn’t have been possible that I was building back up to a second orgasm so soon, but here I was.

“Once you get used to being with all three of us, Pet, I’m going to fuck this little asshole.” Rafe punctuated his words by rubbing a finger over it.

I shook my head, my mouth hanging open as I panted through the feeling of Arsen thrusting into me and filling me with his cum. His orgasm knocked me straight into my second and my walls constricted on him as he pulsed inside of me.

The extra sensation of Rafe’s finger was surprisingly arousing even though it was dirty. I think I actually liked it. My world spun as Arsen withdrew and Sig flipped me over onto my hands and knees. His thrust was smooth as he glided into me. His path was made easy by my wetness and Arsen’s cum.

I was staring up into Rafe’s eyes as he grinned down at me. He looked like a devil with lust burning in his gaze. “Would you like that, Pet?”

I shook my head. I’d never had anal sex before and none of these guys were small. The thought of taking their cocks up my ass was terrifying.

“Hmmm, I think you’re scared, but trust me,” he replied, cupping my chin. “You’ll love it. I can’t wait to stuff your ass full while Arsen fucks your pussy.”

I clenched around Sig, Rafe’s words turning me on more than I thought would be possible. It was so wrong, but so incredibly hot.

“Suck my dick, Pet.” He led my head down to his cock and I happily lapped at him.

I swirled my tongue over his head before sucking him into my mouth. He wasn’t as big as Arsen, but he was thick and it made my jaw sore. I ignored the discomfort and let his dick glide to the back of my throat. I was already getting better at this, my gag reflex easing. With my free hand, I reached through his legs and grabbed onto his ass, pulling against him, keeping him deep in my throat.

A mumbled yelp was the only response I could give when a thumb brushed against my asshole. Rafe’s hand was on the back of my head, holding me in place. My eyes watered as my lungs began to burn. He released his hold and so did I, allowing me to slide off his cock, sucking in deep breaths.

Turning my head, I glared at Sig from over my shoulder. His cock was hitting a spot up inside of me that had my legs quivering beneath me, but I managed to gasp, “Don’t.”

He paused, his eyes lifting to mine. “You don’t like it when I touch you here?” His thumb rubbed a circle over the spot that had never been touched except by these men.

“It’s wrong,” I said, trying to explain.

Strong fingers cupped my chin and forced my head around. Rafe’s eyes were narrowed on my face, not mad, just searching. “Do you truly not like the way it feels? Or do you think you shouldn’t like it because that’s what society tells you?”

My eyes flicked over and I found Arsen watching me—leaned back against the covers—interest stamped on his features. They all wanted to know my answer. Sig was pumping lightly into me, but I could tell he was waiting as well. “I…”

I swallowed, trying to wet my parched throat. Sex wasn’t something I’d ever really explored, beyond groping hands and missionary in the dark. They were opening my mind to completely new things. I didn’t know the answer to Rafe’s question. Was I hesitating because that’s what I thought I was supposed to? I certainly wasn’t supposed to fuck three men at once…

Rafe seemed to understand my dilemma. “Will you let Sig touch you? That way you’ll know whether you like it or not?” His eyes sucked me in and I found myself hesitantly nodding. “If you don’t, we won’t touch you there anymore.”

Surprise filtered through the sluggishness in my mind caused by copious amounts of pleasure. My nod was more sure this time.

I flinched as Sig ran his hand over my ass. He gripped it hard, his fingers digging in.

“Keep your eyes on me, Pet.” I latched onto Rafe’s gaze as though it was a life raft.

Sig was still inside of me now and his thumb brushing over my asshole pulled a whimper from my throat.

“Easy, Baby,” Sig crooned. “Relax for me, the way you did while you were sucking on Arsen.”

I tried to force my muscles to go lax, but it wasn’t easy. These men had me so worked up, I was close to another orgasm. The tip of his thumb rubbed over my slit, wetting it before he pushed it against my ass. He invaded my body and I gasped as the ring of muscles allowed him entry.

My clit throbbed and my pussy clenched around his dick while he slid his thumb into my ass. “Sig,” I gasped, unsure of what I was asking. Did I want him to stop? To keep going? There was a burning sensation, but it didn’t exactly hurt.

“Yeah, Baby?” He’d stopped his forward progress and now he was sitting still while filling me front and back.

“Colby.”