Once she finished, she delivered all the bedding to the appropriate rooms. The guys were nowhere to be seen.
Making her way to her own room, she made her bed and opted to take a quick shower. Just as she got out and wrapped a robe around her, her cell phone rang.
She picked it up, not recognizing the number.
Thinking Bethany had perhaps gotten another cell phone, she answered the call.
“Hello, beautiful. Will you come to my room?” Dean asked.
“How did you get my number?”
“You should know I have my ways of getting everything I could ever want. I’ll be waiting for you.” He hung up.
She was tempted to not go just to piss him off. If he thought he could call and she’d come running, she wanted to prove to him that she didn’t work that way. Of course, she was also curious, which was why she left her room and made the trip to his.
Stepping into his bedroom, she found Dean sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing nothing more than a towel.
Her heart sped up and an answering pulse spread between her thighs.
She licked her lips, and then as she closed the door, she rested back against it.
“Come here,” he said.
“You called me for sex?” She took a step toward him.
He captured her hand, pulling her close until she stumbled against him. Then he grabbed the tie of the robe and tugged it, opening it up.
In quick movements, Dean had her completely naked, his face pressing against her stomach. She let out a moan, tilting her head back as he leaned up and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. He moved his hand down, going between her thighs. “Is this pretty pussy ready for me?” he asked.
“Yes.”
She gasped as he thrust two fingers inside her. Pushing down against him, she sank her teeth into her lip, trying to contain some control, but it was next to impossible. He set her body on fire with need.
Dean removed his hands from her pussy and got her into position where her legs were on either side of his, her pussy poised over his cock, and he filled her. Inch by glorious inch.
“You have no idea how fucking good you look dancing on my cock.” He lifted her up and pulled her back down. “Love the way your tits bounce for me.” He moved to her ass, squeezing the flesh. “You belong to us.”
She stared at him. “Us?”
“Yes, us. You always have, Daphne, and you always will.”
The door opened and Daphne glanced behind her to see Eric and Micah entering the room. They were both naked, both hard.
Dean groaned. “Boys, she is so happy to see you both. Her pussy is tightening around me.”
“What are you doing?” she asked.
Micah and Eric moved closer. Eric wrapped her hair around his fist and tugged her close, slamming his lips down on hers. At the same time, Micah cupped one of her tits, pinching the tight nipple. She cried out and Eric swallowed her cries.
“You seem to think that you don’t belong to all of us, or for some reason, this isn’t going to work,” Dean said as Eric let go of her hair but continued to stroke her. “I think it’s time you realize there’s no getting away from us. No chance at all.”
“You’re going to fuck me one at a time?” Daphne asked.
They all chuckled.
“No, princess, we’re going to fuck you all at the same time.”
She frowned. “How is that going to work?” she asked.
Dean scooted back on the bed, holding her close as he moved them a little more. Micah got close to her head, but she couldn’t see Eric.
“While I fuck your pussy, Micah’s going to take this pretty throat, and then, Eric here, is going to fuck this virgin ass,” Dean said, grabbing her ass cheeks and spreading them. “All that remains is if you want us to stop or if you are willing to take that same risk with us.”
She closed her eyes as Eric stroked across her anus. “She’s going to be so tight.”
“There’s plenty of lube in my drawer. You can prepare her with it,” he said.
Eric chuckled and she glanced behind her to see him getting the tube of lubricant.
“I can feel your pussy, Daphne. I know you’re loving this just as much as me, but I’ve got to hear the words.”
All three men. All of her men, at once. It seemed a little too good to be true, but as Eric slowly worked her anus, slicking it up with the gel, she closed her eyes.
“Fuck me,” she said.
“Gladly,” Dean said.
****
Eric worked his cock, getting it nice and ready as Dean held Daphne open. He watched his friend’s cock in and out of her cunt. She was so wet that her arousal spilled down the exposed shaft and onto Dean’s balls.