She found herself being twisted and turned gently, like she was a precious doll they wanted to share. Beneath her, Tate quickly donned a condom and thrust his cock deep before she was even settled.
Her arousal returned in that one long thrust, despite the orgasm she’d just experienced. Almost immediately, she pulsed around his cock. She would never get used to the way it felt when they thrust inside her. She closed her eyes, letting the sensation take over. Tate’s hands eased her, soothing her even as he held her on his dick.
“God, you feel good.” Tate’s hips flexed up as though he could make his way deeper inside her body.
“She’s going to feel even better when I’m done. You think she’s tight now, just wait until I’m inside.” Kellan put a hand between her shoulder blades, gently guiding her down. “Lie against Tate, love.”
Eric took his place, kneeling close, directing his cock toward her. He teased her lips with it. “Come, baby. Take me inside. I can’t wait to feel your mouth on me again.”
She licked at the head while Tate held her still. Kellan moved in behind her once more. A spark zipped up her spine as he parted her cheeks and dribbled more lube.
Eric’s cock invaded, filling her mouth as she felt something far larger than a finger at the rim of her ass. She couldn’t stop from groaning as Kellan pressed against her opening. His cock was so much bigger than the plugs she’d taken. She knew she’d feel him even more keenly because Tate took up all the space in her pussy. Even the thought of having them both inside her made her moan.
“Fuck, baby. That feels so good.” Eric pushed further into her mouth, obviously loving the vibrations stemming from the sounds she made.
“Stay still, love. Let me in. Don’t fight it. I belong here. This body is fucking ours.” Kellan pressed forward in little thrusts, gaining ground each time. Every move of his body was a mix of pleasure and pain and the anticipation of something to come.
Tate gripped her hips, stroking and calming her. “You’re so gorgeous, Belle. Relax. This is how we were meant to be together.”
He kissed her shoulder, giving her little love nips that countered the pressure in her ass.
She concentrated on pleasuring Eric, rolling her tongue over and over his cock. She laved the head and the underside with her affection, pouring her devotion into every pass of her tongue.
All the while, Tate held her still while Kellan thrust softly, opening her up more every time he inched forward until she finally felt him surge inside deep.
Belle gasped and held her breath. She’d never been so full. Kellan and Tate were deep inside her body, taking up all the space, impaling her on their cocks and holding her still for their pleasure. God, was there anything more perfect? She didn’t think so.
Caught between the two of them, she drowned in pleasure as Eric slid his cock into her mouth, guiding her gently with his fingers tangled in her hair. All three of her men were inside her, and it was an intimacy unlike anything she’d ever known.
“You’re so fucking tight, love.” Kellan seemed to grind the words up in his chest before he spoke them.
She whimpered, and he petted her, holding himself still, allowing her to become accustomed to the feel of a cock invading her ass. She was stretched so tight, and for a moment she wasn’t sure she could stand another second of it.
Then Kellan moved ever so slightly, dragging his cock back, suffusing her with pleasure. Nerves she’d barely imagined and never felt so alive sparked through her body.
“Are you all right?” Kellan asked, his voice guttural with arousal.
She didn’t want to lose Eric, so she just hummed with satisfaction.
“I think she’s fine, man. And you really better get to moving if you want us all to go off together because I don’t know how long I’m going to last. She feels too good.” Eric tightened his grip on her face as he thrust his cock further past her lips, forcing her to take more of him.
Tate thrust up while holding her hips against him. Her clitoris ground on his pelvis, building the heat and fire inside her.
“Then we should show our woman exactly what we can do for her.” Kellan dragged his cock almost all the way out, stopping just at the tight ring of muscle, then thrust ruthlessly back inside.
And they were off, setting a pace that took Belle’s breath away. They worked in perfect harmony. Tate would thrust up while Kellan pulled back. Kellan’s cock would plunge forward while Tate ground up, hitting her clitoris perfectly. Eric caught their rhythm, and his cock stiffened in her mouth. The musk rising up from his skin filled her nostrils.
Belle didn’t fight the sensations. She gave over completely, submitting her body and heart to her men. She rode the wave they created for her, allowing her body to flow between them as the pleasure built and built.
Eric groaned in something close to agony, and she tasted the salt of his essence on her tongue. He pressed in again, his cock shooting off and filling her up. She drank him down, lapping at his cock, ensuring that he not only felt pleasure but her love too.
Tate’s thrusts matched Kellan’s as they picked up the pace. Each moved smoothly in and out of her body. Tate wedged a hand between their bodies, pushing up on her clit and sending her flying over the edge once again, tearing a scream from her body.
“Yes. That’s it. Baby, fuck. Oh, Belle, come all over my cock.” Then Tate shouted, stiffening and arching his back to bury himself even deeper inside her.
Belle’s whole body convulsed in pleasure as the orgasm nearly ripped her from her body and tossed her into a storm of pleasure. She heard Kellan cry out her name, then he lost his perfect rhythm, slamming inside her over and over again, marking her as his. He stiffened behind her, shoving his cock deep until she could feel his balls rub against her. Warm satisfaction flooded her. Heat and pleasure became her world as Kellan shared her moment of release and her devotion to their forever.
They fell together in a pleasant heap on the bed. Belle sighed as she found herself in a happy tangle of arms and limbs. The light from the candles made the whole world soft and sweet. The moment had been nothing short of perfect.
Kellan settled in beside her, his head on her breast. “I missed you every minute I was gone.”
She caressed his cheek. “I missed you, too. Don’t leave again. Not for a long time.”
“Hey, scoot over. I think I should be the one to sleep beside Belle.” Eric stared down at Tate.
Tate merely wrapped an arm around her waist and cuddled close. He didn’t even open his eyes. “You snooze, you lose, man.”
“Come on. I’ll arm wrestle you for it,” Eric offered. “Hey, I’ll walk Sir for the rest of the week. Come on, man.”
Tate and Eric argued like big kids about who got to sleep next to the wife for the night.
Kellan chuckled. “They’re going to be trouble, you know.”
Belle just smiled. Yes, her men were trouble, but she’d realized she couldn’t live without them.
She closed her eyes, sending a silent thanks to her grandmother for bequeathing her a home she and her men could share and eventually raise the children borne of their love in. She slept, her dreams untroubled because her house, like her life, was whole and at peace once more.
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