Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 76082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
"Did I say my safeword?" I ask back, putting just a little snark into my tone. It's not like I haven't taken all three of them before.
At that he laughs and pushes his cock into my mouth. "Then suck me again if you're so fucking confident."
He's giving my mouth a workout today. Maybe the other guys just called dibs on my other holes.
I lurch forwards, almost choking myself on Animal when Quickshot nudges his cock against my asshole. Badass reaches up to put his hand around my throat and eases me back again. Quickshot backs up too, so we can try again.
"It's okay," I say as Animal slips out of my mouth. "I was just surprised. Try again."
I take a deep breath and press back against him as Quickshot rubs his slick cock against me. He nudges, carefully, and then I give way, moaning as he fills me in the back like Badass does in front. Like every time, I'm amazed the both of them will fit, but the way they stretch me is unlike anything else. A challenge, but the discomfort is temporary and the little shocks of electricity that shoot through me are pure pleasure. And as I slowly adjust to both of them, even that little twinge disappears.
I use Badass's chest for leverage, clinging to him for all I'm worth while the two of them double fuck me. Or the three of them triple fuck me, as Animal gets himself back in my mouth, and they rock me between them, taking their pleasure as they give me mine.
But nothing lasts forever. With every stroke, the moans grow louder, their hands grip harder and their thrusts go faster as they work themselves towards climax.
But I'm going to beat them to it, because the way Badass is built and the position I'm in, the base of his cock is rubbing against me just right, and the stimulation from my ass and Animal's fingers tugging my hair has me so hot and so close that it's not going to take much to throw me right over the edge.
Before any of them groan to signal their release, I explode between them. The orgasm pulls me under until I'm drowning in pleasure. I scream around Animal, making him groan in return. I quiver, my arms trembling like I’m freezing, while at the same time I'm so hot I'm slick with sweat. I'm on fire, coming over and over as they grind against and into me.
And then, just as I'm ready to collapse, I taste Animal's cum, flowing over my tongue as I swallow as fast as I can. Badass thrusts up into me and holds himself steady as he shoots spurt after throbbing spurt inside me. I gasp, drawing precious air as Animal slides from my mouth, just in time to cry out as Quickshot buries himself in my ass with a throaty groan. He swells and comes what feels like a bucket's worth.
And then we all collapse in a pile on the couch, disentangling just a little by little while we catch our breath.
"So, you guys liked the show then?" I finally get out.
"Hottest one I've ever seen. Or been part of," groans Quickshot.
"Fuck yeah," says Animal. "If it's up to me, you're giving us at least one show a week. I fucking love watching you shake your ass up there. Only reason I don't say every fucking day is that I think it would fucking kill us."
Badass chuckles. "Anytime you want to show off for us, baby, we'll have hard cocks for you. Fuck, it's impossible not to when you're around."
If anyone had told me a few months ago that I would find myself triple fucked by a group of Screaming Eagles after they saved my life, helped me save my sister and then open my own little bakery on top of it all, I would've called them crazy. Heck, even any one of those things, and I still would've called them crazy. But here I am. Madly in love, and them madly in love with me.
"How long until the bar opens?" I ask.
"You got about fifteen minutes," Chef yells from over the bar that he’s wiping down, accompanied by Jewel's giggles.
Oh no. Oh God. I look at the guys, and the guys look at me, and we collapse laughing. Quickshot throws his t-shirt over me, just like that night that feels like a lifetime ago, and they carry me out a big, sticky mess.
And I don't regret a thing.