Lilac

“With pleasure,” Loren agreed with a devious grin.

It was then I knew.

Before the night was over, I’d give each one of them everything. All of me. Irrevocably.

My panties were no match for Loren’s eagerness to be rid of them, and so he accidentally tore them while wrangling them down my legs.

“That’s two pair you’ve ruined,” I reminded him. Why wasn’t I fighting?

“I’ll buy you more,” he stated absently. He looked between my legs once Houston spread them and released a long, agonizing groan. “Fuck, that pussy is pretty.”

“I want you to eat it,” Houston commanded, making a whine spill from my lips. “And I want you to keep eating it until she gives us what we came for.”

If there was ever a time for Loren to rebel, this moment unfolding would have been it. Of course, he chose now to follow Houston’s orders blindly.

Gripping me underneath my thighs, Loren pushed my legs up and out until I was open and bared for him completely. Houston took over, holding me hostage by hooking my legs in the crook of his arms from behind.

There was nowhere for me to go.

Nothing I could do but let Loren sate that hungry look in his eyes. They slowly shifted over to Rich, and my breath caught in my throat because I knew what he would say before he ever spoke.

“Two heads are better than one.”

Oh, God.

I squirmed in Houston’s lap to get away, but he only held me tighter. I could feel his chest heaving as his breathing increased, and his hard dick under me growing even harder.

“Wait!” I yelped as Rich slowly stood up. My heart began racing as he joined Loren between my legs. “I…” I swallowed. I could barely speak around the taste of cherries coating my tongue.

“You what?” Loren challenged. My silence was heavy as the three of them waited for me to agree to a relationship. “Didn’t think so.” The soft chuckle he released was nothing compared to his smile. It was taunting and promising more than I could handle.

“Bon appétit,” Houston inserted from behind me.

It was an order for his friends to enjoy their meal and also for them to hurry the hell up.

Neither Rich nor Loren wasted another second before their heads lowered at the same time. I knew whose mouth found me first when I felt the cold metal from Jericho’s lip ring. His tongue lapped me in an open-mouth kiss, and then he pulled back for Loren to have his turn.

They continued like that.

They took turns attacking my clit and dipping their tongues inside of me.

Each time I tried to move away from the horde of sensations they stirred, Houston held me tighter. They weren’t playful or teasing, either. They were aggressive, leaving no part of me untouched. The greedy sounds Loren and Rich made as they ate me filled the room until they were drowned only by my cries. Resting my head on Houston’s shoulder and burying my face inside his neck, I closed my eyes, thinking it would bring me relief, but it only heightened the intensity of their touch.

Turning his head, Houston kissed me deeply as his best friends went down on me.

“Open your eyes,” he whispered against my lips. “It would be a shame if you missed anything.” Houston spread my legs even wider, and I could feel both of their lips on me now. I felt my bottom clench at the ramification, and giving a weak shake of my head, I kept them closed.

I knew the image that would be waiting for me once I did.

Loren and Rich weren’t taking turns anymore.

Against my will, my eyes drifted open.

What I saw…my pussy began throbbing uncontrollably.

“Oh—” My words were cut off as I came hard watching them. I couldn’t tell where Loren’s mouth began, and Jericho’s ended. They were enjoying each other as much as they were enjoying me. And when the remnants of my orgasm trickled out of me, Loren eagerly lapped it up before turning his head and sharing with Jericho. I watched them kiss as if it was nothing they hadn’t done before, and just like that…another orgasm ripped through me.

I couldn’t say if multiple orgasms were something I was capable of before the three of them. All that mattered now was that I couldn’t seem to stop.

“Jericho,” I moaned when he kissed my pussy one last time.

It was the only warning I got before he took me from Houston. I was yanked off his lap and brought to the center of the bed. Once my muscle shirt was gone, he pushed me down onto the bed until I was flat and naked on my back.

The impassive look in his eyes both frightened and excited me, the emotions blending when he reached for his belt.

“Something to say?” Loren teased me. His finger lazily brushed my nipple as he waited for my response.