A noise like the sound of an animal in pain came from the window. Gunner twisted to look at me, then down the cabin at Hudson.
“We didn’t have to do it like that.” His normally easygoing face looked hard enough to smash glass like Hudson had just done. “Yeah, she deserves better than three guys who use women left and right, but she also deserves better than to be abandoned in some fucking hotel room like unwanted trash.”
He was right. It had been amazing with the beautiful brunette, but it was more than that. Emotion was thick in the air, our very presence quivering in the vicinity of the beautiful girl. Love and adoration permeated every touch, our voices husking whenever we spoke to the beautiful girl.
Shit! Now, the grief burned in my gut like poison.
Because this wasn’t right. We’d been with dozens of women, if not hundreds. The three of us were ruthless, tossing girls by the wayside after we were done.
Kate was different, though.
In that bed that night, after she’d been so scared, I didn’t want to do anything but protect the female from everything in the world that would hurt her. Assholes like that dude in the hotel bar. Assholes like us. The feeling of possession ran over me like a stampede.
That night, everything came true. She took us all, hopeless adoration filling the air as the four of us poured our souls into the lovemaking.
Her pussy was tight around my cock, squeezing and dripping. I plunged my massive pole into her and she took all of me while Gunner gave it to her from the back. The thin membrane between our poles felt so fragile, so slick, and so goddamned hot.
Mase’s dick slammed into mine as we pounded into her, filled her up with our hot cream and she gagged around Hudson’s dick, moaning and grunting for more.
Hudson grabbed her tied hands and dragged them above her head, grabbed her arms hard and used that leverage to ram hard into her open mouth. She was so beautiful.
At one point, he pulled out, his cock leaking pre-cum and spit. He had one hand twisted in her thick hair, the other around his dick.
“No!” she gasped, eyes wide and pleading. But this was no refusal, at least not the kind you expected. “Give it to me, Hudson. I want it please.”
And like a pro, Kate opened her mouth wide and swallowed him again.
Hudson bucked into her mouth, his ass muscles rocking hard as he controlled the blast I knew was about to take him over if she didn’t slow down. Kate never let off. Yet, he worked with it, and continued to give the sweet female exactly what she wanted.
That night, we twisted our sweet Kitty-Kat every which way between us. Surrounding her on all sides. Caressing, stroking and petting, even as we murmured words of love.
“You’re ours, sweetheart.”
“Come to me. Come to us.”
“Yes, just like that. More, honey. Yes.”
And with those words, we tried to make her realize how safe she was, wrapped in the arms of three men. We wanted to be her protectors.
But it was a lie.
Because we can’t keep doing this to her forever. Again, Kate deserves better than traveling non-stop, managing our lives. She deserves more than alphas who use her body like a rag doll, head limp with exhaustion after we’re done. She deserves a real life.
So we did the worst thing possible. We made her love us, saving her from the douchebag, and then ditched the sweet brunette without a trace.
How is this possible? Easy. We’ve done it a million times.
But doing it to Kate was like daggers to the heart because I knew she loved us. Our brunette has never been able to hide her emotions, and the adoration shone in those big brown eyes and the way her lips trembled. The way she breathed our names at night as she slept.
“Hudson. Brody. Gunner,” she’d sigh, twisting slightly while crossing one leg over the other. And it was almost our undoing. Seeing her spread on the hotel bed, the sheet wound around her waist with the smell of our loving still thick in the air.
Leaving Kate had killed us all. It had extinguished the energy that drove us forward. We’d left a piece of our hearts with the curvy girl, ready for the grave now.
Suddenly, Gunner jumped up.
“Fuck this!” he growled, eyes wild and showing their whites. “We should go back.”
I raised an eyebrow at him. “After we dumped her like that, do you think Kate will just open her heart and take us back like nothing happened?”
“So what are we going to do?” he snarled. “Act like we just didn’t make the worst mistake of our lives?” Gunner was so angry that he looked sick, turning ugly shades of green and yellow.