He holds my knees apart and looks me straight in the eyes.
Of course, I blush.
I want to look away, but I don’t. I hold his gaze, and I try to be in this moment with him, even though it’s overwhelming. I try to stay in the intensity of it.
Ultimately, being in this place where my darkest and most inward desires lie is where I feel the freest. It’s because I can finally let go and trust these men to handle everything, to handle me.
“Are you ready, baby? I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you’re gonna forget your fucking name. You understand?”
All I do is nod.
He pushes the tip of his cock inside my pussy, and I tremble in anticipation. He pushes in deeper, and I feel myself spread out wide. He pushes me past my limits, and with each inch of his cock that I’m able to contain, I feel more on the verge of ecstasy.
He spreads me to my max. And it feels so fucking good.
“You want all of that cock in your tight little cunt?” he asks, making eye contact with me the entire time.
“Yes,” I say.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, sir.”
And before I know what’s happening, he’s thrusting into me, and I cry out from the pain of it all. Pain dissolves into pleasure, and soon, it’s just me and Declan.
We exist in our own world for the time being.
He pumps into me, and I stretch to contain him. After a while, the pleasure factor hits the top. Waves of warm sensation flow through me, and soon, the warmth turns into a cool type of heightened desire.
“Baby, I want you to come. Come right now,” he says, looking into my eyes, forcing me to trust.
All it takes is Declan giving me permission to do it. I unleash around his cock, and the spirals and waves of pleasure rip through me.
He comes at the same time I do, and I feel his hot load intermingle with my dripping wet pussy.
My body is quaking and trembling. He leans down and kisses me, and I kiss him back, knowing that this situation is right.
And then Finn comes over. He’s undressed now, and my eyes widen because I have a feeling of what he’s going to do.
He pulls me away from Declan.
He pulls my ass over to the side of the bed, and then he sticks his fingers in my pussy to get them nice and lubed. After he’s done that, he shoves one finger and then two inside of my asshole.
I cry out in pain, because it does fucking hurt. But I trust him, and I know he’s gonna bring me to new heights of pleasure.
He fingers my hole for a while, getting me ready to take him in. Then, he leans down and kisses me there. He tongues my asshole and fingers my pussy at the same time, making the sensations of bliss rise again.
When I’m nice and primed, he spreads my ass open and pushes himself into me again—slowly at first, to make sure I can acclimate.
“Daddy wants your asshole, baby. I want to make you pay for making me feel this way. I’m obsessed with you.”
His words send electricity and thrills through my body as I try to digest what he just said. This man is inside me, fucking my brains out, and yet he’s just admitted that all of this rides on the fact that I make him unhinged.
He’s in love with me, and I feel that now to such great lengths that I just want to open up and let him explore all the hidden crevices of my unborn desire that need filling.
We fuck like this through the night and into the morning—all of us taking turns and being one.
By the time I open my eyes to the sound of crashing waves, I think my men are finally spent. They’re wrapped around me tightly, to the point that I can’t even move—nor do I want to.
I close my eyes and fall fast asleep again in the midst of my new reality.
This is forever.Chapter 52Aurora
I put my high-heeled feet up on the desk and bask in the glory of my new enterprise.
I am a boss.
And a mom.
And a wife.
We got married shortly after we found out that I was pregnant. The vows were on their way, though. I knew I would marry these guys a long time ago…even before I found out about the babies.
That’s right—I said babies. I had triplets. Little baby girls.
And they each came with different eye colors: brown, green, and blue.
I guess you could say I’ve been living the dream. The only problem is Anders is still in rehab. Yeah, he’s been in there this long. His condition was so precarious that it’s taken over a year for him to recover.
I haven’t seen him since that fateful day when he stepped into the limousine and left me to go heal. He left me in the arms of my three men, the Grayson brothers. And I’ve never looked back.