Three Rockstars of Sin

“Easy, baby.”

But I didn’t want it easy. I wanted them to pound me between them, to fuck me and prove to me that I belonged to them and no one else. I wanted them to make me feel safe. I wanted to erase Darren’s hands on me.

“Yes, right there.”

My snatch was so wet. Every part of me was throbbing and ready for them.

A hard cock eased between my lower lips.

Yes!

A dripping cock brushed my pussy then, causing my clit to hum. Heaven. I was in heaven.

But the dick near my mouth was suddenly gone. With my mouth wide open and hungry for cock, I searched blindly for one, parting my lips with a hungry sigh. And he answered. A hard, hot pole slid into my mouth at the same time that the two cocks pushed into both my asshole and twat.

Unnh! It hurt a little, but only a bit. More than anything, the sensation was incredible, all my guys in me at the same time!

My pussy moistened even more, and I opened my mouth wide, tilting my head for Hudson to have my throat. That was where he belonged. I shifted between Gunner and Brody, rocking my hips to find a better position to make all of us lose our minds.

They had fucked me enough that I could tell who was whom based solely on the size of their dicks.

Each one of them groaned in response.

“You’re so beautiful, sweetheart. “

“Absolutely exquisite,” grunted another.

“Ah, fuck! Your asshole is so tight!”

The stretch was still slightly uncomfortable, but after a few seconds it started to feel good—real good. Fingers rubbed my clit and rolled my nipples.

“Oh more,” I panted, gasping and squealing. This was so good, and one hundred percent what I wanted. Could life get any more amazing?

My three rock stars grunted, all of them balls deep inside me now. And then they started going even harder, a cacophony of male desire.

“You take this dick so good, baby,” Brody growled. “You own this dick, don’t you? You know it’s all for you.”

“Yeah!” Gunner rammed his cock deep and I squealed from the pleasure. “Your little hole loves me so bad.”

Rocking my hips and moving my head up and down on Hudson’s rock hard stick, I squealed and mewled again, giving the men my all.

“Oh yes,” was my indecipherable moan. “Yes, yes, yes.”

Because I loved it and wanted more. The bed rocked like it was caught in the storm of the century. All three of us swayed together in perfect sync. I screamed out when another high rose in my pelvis again. It rocketed into my belly and down into my pussy, a pure tsunami of pleasure.

Gunner’s dick hardened in my ass in response.

Brody’s hip went wild, savagely slamming into me hard enough to shove me off the bed. Fortunately, Gunner was there to keep that from happening, acting like an anchor.

It was rough, and yet so perfect. I was the luckiest girl in the world. All of those fans wanted to be me, and yet these men were mine alone.

Already close to climax again, I sucked wildly at Hudson’s massive dong.

“Your mouth is so fucking good, baby!” the alpha grunted as he swelled up, balls crammed against my chin. “I’m gonna rocket in your sweet mouth baby. You ready?”

And then it happened. The alpha roared like a monster as his dick jerk and twitched, filling my mouth with jets of hot cream.

Simultaneously, Gunner came with a wild growl and filled my ass, pumping sperm hard into my deep brown hole. There was so much that it overflowed, dripping down my thighs.

But Brody wasn’t going to be left out. “Kate, sweetheart. Your pussy is so fucking tight,” he rumbled, loud enough to rattle my eardrums. And as if on cue, hot male batter spattered inside my sweetest spot, thick and virile.

This was perfection itself. Brody’s viscous cream gushed from my cunt, Gunner’s milk drizzled out of my ass, and Hudson’s jizz dripped down the sides of my mouth. I came again, lifted to the highest heights as the men owned my all.

Because I was safe with my Alphas.

I was home.

This was what I needed, and the encounter with Darren only highlighted how far I’d come. No longer was I a shy teen with low self-esteem, just one step away to giving it all to an undeserving prick. Instead, now I had my three alphas, men whom the whole world desired. They could have anyone, from the most beautiful supermodels to the hottest female singers. And yet in an incredible turn of events, Hudson, Gunner and Brody desired me, the curvy girl. They wanted Kate Baxter with the sweet smile and innocent ways.

How did I get so lucky? There was no discernible reason, but at that moment, I wasn’t about to question my good fortune. So with a satisfied smile, my form relaxed, filled with elation, happiness, and the rosy glow of contentment. Because sometimes, things go your way unexpectedly … and right now, I was the lucky girl.