65. Olivia

Olivia

T he wedding party lasted the entire day. I don’t remember a time when I laughed and danced as much as today. I didn’t even mind being the center of attention for an entire day, not when I got to spend such joyous moments with people who truly care about me.

No wonder women always say that weddings are special.

We held the wedding and the party at the lake because we wanted something simple and intimate. I’ve never liked big parties, so we only invited the most intimate friends and family. There was Jasper’s father and some aunts and uncles, Rin and his blood-brothers, four Lords from Russia, Steven—who got really close to Rin after his blood-brothers’ death—and lastly, Angel and her husbands. They even brought their daughter, Sofia, with them. Sofia is one of the cutest babies I have ever seen.

By the time the last guests leave, Spencer is already asleep at his grandparents’ house. Mom and Dad—I still can’t believe that the people who I thought were my grandparents were actually my biological parents—had their new home installed about two weeks ago. They made sure Spencer and the baby—we have yet to find out the gender—each have a room in their house. I couldn’t ask for better parents.

A short honeymoon is planned for after the Piercing Ceremony, which will take place in a couple of days. For now, we have retired to our home to spend our first night together as newlyweds.

I step on the porch and I’m about to open the door when Tyson stops me.

“We have to carry you inside,” he says. “We can’t skip such an important tradition.”

I almost roll my eyes because my husbands drank a little too much, and the only thing they will manage is to fall with me the moment we step over the threshold.

I pat Tyson’s arm. “We can all pretend you carried me inside.”

Rueben rocks back and forth on the balls of his feet. Sometime, during the last dance, he lost his shoes. If you ask me, I’m sure Juniper stole them, just like she did with the rings, which we retrieved before she ate them, but the shoes are a lost cause.

“That’s not the point,” Rueben slurs a bit.

“You are drunk,” I point out.

He leans forward and kisses me. His tongue licks the seam of my lips, seeking permission to enter—as if he needs it. I open my mouth enough to have his tongue spear inside. He tastes like the wine he had earlier. “Yes. Drunk on love,” he murmurs against my lips. “Tyson, open the door.”

Before I can protest, Rueben lifts me up in his arms, bridal-style, and starts walking. Mose and Jasper grab my feet while Ansel and Tyson open the door.

I stay still since it’s futile to fight them.

At the door, Mose and Jasper trip, causing the others to fall. I land on my ass with Rueben’s face buried between my tits.

“Olivia!” Tyson cries out.

I lay on the floor and start laughing. “I told you so,” I tease them.

Jasper and Tyson help me up. “Are you hurt?” Jasper asks.

“I’m more than fine,” I assure him.

“Good thing no one got seriously hurt,” Mose exhales loudly.

I go to sit on the couch and take my high heels off. After being on my feet almost the entire day, the pain in my legs is killing me.

I rub my ankles.

Mose and Ansel kneel in front of me. Each grabs one of my feet and massages it.

“Oh,” I moan. “That feels so good.”

Their hands travel beneath my wedding dress, working on my stiff muscles.

“Beautiful,” Mose rasps as his fingers brush against my knee.

I know what they want. It’s the same thing that’s on my mind: a long, steamy, and passionate night.

Five pairs of eyes watch me hungrily.

“Take me to our room,” I whisper.

They do so.

A heart made from rose petals is on the bed, and candles are lit around the room.

Once upon a time, Tyson used to be romantic, but I don’t think this setting is his doing, especially the candles. I don’t think he’s so irresponsible as to leave them on with no one in here. Talk about a disaster just waiting to happen.

The guys have me stand in the middle of the room.

“It took four extra years for you to become my wife,” Tyson says. “Do you have any idea how eternal the years without you felt?”

It wasn’t easy for me, either, but this is not the time to talk about the past.

While I don’t say it out loud, I am glad I didn’t get married at eighteen. Even with everything happening, I was too immature to be someone’s wife. But now, at twenty-two, it’s different. I am not so quick to make rash decisions. I also learned to listen.

My voice quivers as I say, “Better late than never.”

Their fingers brush against my skin as they walk in circles around me.

Desire and need surges through me. I try to keep calm, waiting to see what they will do to me. Wanting them to fuck me until all I can remember is their touch and love.

They stop walking, circling me with their big bodies.

Tyson is behind me, his breath sending a shiver down my spine as he says into my ear, “We already consummated the marriage—many times now. Even if you weren’t legally our wife, you were still ours from the moment you bonded with me. We even got you pregnant. But that won’t stop us from making you ours time and time again.”

I lick my lips. Tonight will be my ending and my new beginning.

Rueben is in front of me, his eyes glowing red in the dim light. His gaze is fixed on my tits. I deliberately wore a wedding dress that accentuated my cleavage, knowing that would drive my husbands to the edge of madness.

Rueben runs his palms along the inside of my tits. His touch is light, but it still makes me moan softly. “No matter how many times we are inside you, it’s never enough. The thought of fucking you consumes us day and night.”

I love how obsessed they are with me.

Jasper presses his lips to my neck. “Tonight, we won’t be humans. We will be just like the demons that live under our skin and devour every inch of your body.”

A whimper leaves me. I need them so much.

Ansel grabs my bun and forces me to meet his gaze. “By the time we are done with you, you won’t be able to stand.”

Yes, please.

Mose chuckles. “Do you hear how needy she is?”

Did I talk out loud again?

Rueben licks the valley between my breasts. “Don’t worry, Baby. We’ll take care of you all night long.”

Tyson starts undoing the tiny buttons at the back of the dress.

“You deliberately put this dress on to drive us crazy, didn’t you, wife?” Tyson rasps.

I don’t reply, not wanting to admit how much I enjoy making them lose control.

Tyson’s fingers continue to undo buttons.

“She wrapped herself up like a present,” Jasper says. “The best part of unwrapping our gift is leaving her bare before our very eyes.”

When the front part of the dress is loose enough for hands to slip under the fabric, Rueben reveals my bra. His big palms cup my tits over the lace, the pads of his thumbs caressing me. “So beautiful, Baby. In a few days, our piercings will adorn your body.” His head dips until his lips almost touch my sensitive flesh. “Who would have thought that one day you would become my wife,” he murmurs before blowing cold air onto my nipples. “My only regret is that I lost so much time hating you instead of loving you.”

It doesn’t matter. All the pain, suffering, and heartache doesn’t matter anymore. Not when I’m loved like I never dared dream about, as I’ve never thought was possible.

Ansel captures my mouth with his lips, shattering my ability to think. His teeth scrape into my bottom lip before letting go of me, leaving me eager for more.

Tyson opens the buttons all the way to my lower back before he slowly pushes the dress down my shoulders. His fingers keep touching me, making me tremble with need. The sleeves go down my arms, exposing more of me. This night they won’t only fuck me. They will worship me. Such a thing has never happened to me.

Tyson keeps pushing down my dress until it’s past my waist, and he lets it slide along my legs until it pools around my feet, leaving me in a set of matching white laced panties and bra.

Their touches and words make my pussy throb. I want them to fuck me already.

Rueben lets out a low whistle. “You even put on matching lingerie for us,” he approves of what he’s seeing.

That obvious, is it?

Tyson kisses my back, his lips scorching hot. If this…prelude goes on for much longer, I think I’m going to explode.

Jasper takes my right hand to his mouth and sucks on my fingers.

“Oh!” I breathe.

“Are you wet already, Beautiful?” Mose asks.

My pulse quickens. If only he knew how damp my panties are.

Rueben inhales deeply. “She is. I can smell her arousal,” he says before sinking to his knees. “These panties will be my most prized possession,” he growls before kissing my clit through the thin fabric.

I’ll let him jerk off with all my panties if he stops talking and fucks me with his tongue. I would much prefer his cock, because I’m so horny, but tongues are good too.

Rueben keeps kissing my pussy, while Tyson’s lips caress my back. Jasper is nipping on my fingers, and Mose and Ansel are toying with my nipples.

It feels like I’m a rock in the middle of the ocean, waves of pleasure crashing into me from all sides.

“Please,” I beg when I can’t stand all the teasing anymore.

“What do you need?” Ansel asks. As if he doesn’t know.

I pucker my lips before replying, “More.”

Rueben sucks my clit. The panties do little to protect me from the assault of his mouth and tongue. My knees turn weak. I want his fingers deep inside me, while he continues to work on my clit.

“More what?” Tyson asks before taking my flesh between his teeth, biting gently.

They are not going to stop until I give them an honest reply. Not wanting to prolong my suffering, I say, “More of your mouths, fingers, tongues, and…cocks.”

Jasper kisses my palm. “You want our cocks?”

“Jasper,” I say, hoping he won’t force me to beg for their cocks.

Rueben kisses my hip bone. “Tell us what you want, Baby, and we will give it to you.”

“I want to be fucked until all I can remember is all of you inside me,” I reply.

I shouldn’t think on my wedding night of what was done to me in the past, but it will take many years for me to forget, to not remember anymore. Being with my guys is so therapeutic; their touches heal me, eliminating traces left behind by those who took from me without permission.

Rueben stands. “The only ones here are us.”

I nod because he’s right. I refuse to let the past in the sanctity of our bedroom.

Rueben presses his lips to my cheek. “Such a good girl,” he coos.

I whimper. God. I love it when they tell me I’m a good girl.

“On your knees, wife,” Tyson says. “Show us how you’ll suck us on the day of the Piercing Ceremony.”

I hate getting on my knees in front of a man. It’s so degrading. But not with my guys. With them, it’s so hot, especially when I have them down my throat, and they beg me, “Don’t stop!”

I lower myself to my knees, my gaze fixed on them.

The guys get closer to me while unzipping their pants. I reach out my hands to help them get their rock-hard cocks out. Their manly scents make me so wet my juices are running down my thighs.

“Hands behind your back!” Ansel snarls.

My body obeys them even before my brain registers the order.

The tip of my tongue darts out of my mouth, eager to taste them. They jerk off while looking at me. I wait like that, with my mouth open while they keep jerking off. After a while, they take off their clothes.

Ansel removes the belt from his pants, folds it in half, and hits my tits with it. He’s never done so before and the sting takes me by surprise. My eyes go round with shock.

“Don’t look at us like that,” Ansel says, slapping my tits again with the belt. “We are not punishing you. Just rewarding you for being such a perfect girl for us.”

Panic threatens to rise inside me, but Ansel doesn’t give me time to freak out. He squats in front of me. His hand comes around my neck. His other hand keeps slapping my tits. “You want to please us, right? To make us happy?” I nod. “Then let us love you.”

I never understood how pain can be associated with love, but I trust them.

The tip of my tongue traces the contours of my mouth. “Just…don’t hurt me.”

Ansel kisses me. “Remember the promise I made you.”

Never again.

That’s what he told me the night Jasper and he made me orgasm for the first time. So far, Ansel has kept his promise.

“I trust you,” I whisper.

Ansel buckles the belt around my neck before getting to his feet. He is going to control my movements this way. I get even more excited. My nipples turn to pebbles. Do I like to hand over my control like this? No. It can’t be.

“Only for tonight, let us have absolute control,” Ansel demands. He doesn’t wait for my reply. Instead, he says to Tyson, “Tie her hands.”

My back is to Tyson so I can’t see what he’s doing, but my ears pick up the sound made by his belt. I whimper with…anticipation. Why am I so excited to be used by my men like a sex toy? Because they will fuck me mercilessly while I scream out my pleasure along with their names.

It would be so easy to let them take all the control and do what they want to me. But is it really something I want?

If I truly trust them, then I shouldn’t have any problems letting them take absolute control of me.

“Are you scared?” Tyson asks as he binds my wrists together.

I hesitate to reply because I don’t know.

Ansel replies for me while his hand goes between my legs. I gasp when his fingers rub my clit. “She’s so wet, her juices are dripping on the floor. She likes to think she’s in control, but deep down, she’s just a little whore. Our little whore,” he makes it clear while he pushes my panties to the side and pushes three thick digits inside me. His thumb presses against my clit, and I come so fast it takes me by surprise. A long moan is ripped from my lips as my pussy clenches hard around Ansel’s fingers. “See?” Ansel sounds just as smug as the first time he made me come.

I should hate being called a whore, but Ansel isn’t using it as an insult but to show that in bed, they get to fuck me like the whore I am for their cocks.

Ansel’s fingers pump in and out of me, his thumb rubbing my clit in a circular motion, prolonging my orgasm.

“Please, my Lords,” I beg because one orgasm is not enough for my greedy pussy.

Ansel stands and wraps the belt around his palm until it strangles me. It’s been a while since our last breathplay.

“Tongue out,” Ansel orders as he wraps his fingers around his dick.

I open my mouth, my tongue flatly pressed against my bottom lip. The guys push their hips forward, their dicks hovering above my face.

Fuck. They’re going to destroy my throat.

Jasper is the first to slap my cheek with his cock. The others follow. Rueben’s cock hits my tongue, his taste exploding all over my taste buds.

“Ah, Baby, you are so beautiful. I can’t wait to see tears running down your face, saliva dribbling down your chin,” Rueben says before pushing his cock into my mouth.

The only ones who can make me gag on their dicks are Tyson and Jasper, but knowing how much it turns on Rueben when I choke on his dick, I make gagging sounds all around him. The others keep slapping my face with their dicks.

Rueben takes the belt from Ansel, forcing me to take all his dick in my mouth. His thick girth forces my jaw wide open. Thank fuck he is not as long as Jasper, or I would be in serious trouble. The belt is tight around my neck but not tight enough to cut off my respiration.

Someone squats behind me. Tyson, since I can see the others. His middle finger enters me, slowly fucking me. My pussy tightens around him.

Rueben pinches my nose, his hips rocking against my mouth. “I always knew you were a slutty nun. Always wearing those prude dresses. Look at you now, look how well you are taking my cock down your throat.”

That’s how he always saw me? Like a prude? I guess I was like that back then. But not anymore. Now, I’ll do anything for them to fuck me into a coma.

Rueben keeps fucking my throat hard, his piercings really making me gag. “You like being a slut, Olivia?”

Yes.

I couldn’t reply even if I wanted to.

Rueben slaps my face with the hand holding the belt.

Tyson’s finger moves to my ass. I whimper when it enters me.

My lungs start to burn, and dark spots appear before my eyes.

“I think you like being used by us. You are ours, Olivia,” Rueben groans before pulling me off his cock and shoving my mouth onto Mose’s dick. The others stop slapping me with their dicks and start jerking off.

Mose might seem the easiest to suck, but it is quite the opposite. He prefers slow blowjobs that can last up to one hour. By the time he finishes, my jaw is always stiff. His fingers reach for my nipples. Breast play is a huge thing for Mose. I never cared about the size of my tits, but seeing how obsessed my guys are with them, makes me so happy.

Tyson pushes another finger inside my ass, slowly stretching me, preparing me for their cocks.

My tongue swirls around Mose’s cock, making him groan in pleasure. I suck him the way he likes it. There’s no rush. We are going to be here all night long.

Mose stays still, letting me do all the hard work. My head bobs along his length, letting him slide slowly down my throat. When my lips reach the base of his dick, I stick my tongue out and lick his balls.

“Fuck!” he snarls. “When I think this can’t get any better, you blow my mind even more.”

Jasper grabs my hair and has me suck him next. I do my best to relax my throat since his big dick always gives me problems. It should be illegal to have such a huge dick. Thank fuck not all of them are so big because my poor cervix wouldn’t survive a round of rough sex with them.

Jasper pushes his dick down my throat. All of them have this…instinct to shove their dicks into my mouth without any consideration. With average dicks it wouldn’t be a problem, but my guys basically have weapons in their pants.

Mose kneels beside me and takes my left nipple into his warm mouth. The lace bra still holds my tits captive, but the fabric is so thin it makes no difference whatsoever.

Jasper’s hips rock back and forth, making me gag each time his cock fills my throat.

“This is how you should spend your every night, little whore,” Jasper snarls as he hits the back of my throat. I gag harder than before, and I try to pull my head back, but Rueben restricts my movements. The belt snakes more around my neck. “On your knees, worshiping our cocks.”

Tears stream down my face. My eyes look pleadingly at Jasper, but he only becomes rougher with me. Mose bites my nipple, but my throat is so full I can’t make a sound.

When I feel like fainting, Jasper finally pulls out of my mouth. My jaw aches from how hard the guys have fucked my mouth. And I still have two cocks to take. “This is how you should always look.” He uses the tip of his cock to spread my tears all over my cheeks. “With mascara stains all over your gorgeous face.”

Men always love to mess up women’s makeup. My guys are no different.

Another finger enters my ass.

Ansel takes back the belt from Rueben and yanks me to him. “Open as wide as you can, Honey.”

Despite my discomfort, I do as asked.

Ansel runs the tip of his fingers along my now swollen lips. “Do you know what’s going to happen during the Piercing Ceremony?”

They explained things to me, but even so, I shake my head.

Ansel inserts three digits into my mouth and pushes down on my tongue, making me gag hard. “Our demons are going to fuck you in front of everyone. By the time all of us are done with you, cum will be leaking from all your holes.”

Our demons.

I wonder what they will be like. Ansel doesn’t have a demon, but I don’t point it out. Mose’s demon is a sweetheart. He decided to leave this day entirely for Mose and to be with me after the Piercing Ceremony.

Ansel’s fingers leave my mouth, he cleans them of my saliva all over my face and then shoves his cock into my mouth. When his balls are pressed against my chin, Ansel orders me, “Open wider, Olivia.”

I try to please Ansel and open wider than ever.

Ansel pushes his balls inside my mouth and wraps the belt around his back, preventing me from moving away from him. Maybe if I make him cum, he will let go. But how do I do it when I can’t move?

My mouth is so full I can’t even move my tongue. At least I can still breathe.

“Fuck! I love your mouth,” Ansel says. He is content to use my mouth for his cockwarming kink for several minutes before letting go of the belt and pulling out. “Tyson, your turn, man.”

Tyson gives me only a few seconds of break before his fingers slip out of my ass.

If he’s as rough as Rueben, soon I won’t have a throat they can use as a fleshlight.

Tyson steps in front of me. His fingers are wrapped around his cock. “Take care of my balls, Little Queen.”

I move closer to him, and I lick his sack. Tyson groans. Knowing how sensitive this area is for men, I take one of his balls in my mouth and gently suck it.

Jasper gets on his knees, grabs Tyson’s dick and circles the tip with his tongue.

“Fuck!” Tyson lets out a strangled sound.

I move my lips closer to Jasper, and when I meet his mouth, I lick Tyson’s cock, just as Jasper’s tongue touches mine. This might be the sexiest thing I have ever done so far. Jasper and I kiss, our mouths brushing against Tyson’s dick.

I love— love —that at least two of my men are bisexual. Ideally, all of them would fuck each other, but life is not perfect.

Ansel whistles. “Not gonna lie. That looks sexy as fuck.”

“Mine!” Tyson growls, claiming ownership over Jasper and me.

Rueben chuckles. “Jasper is all yours, yes, but Olivia is ours to share.”

Tyson grabs my arm and forces me to stand, peeling my lips away from Jasper’s. “Olly,” he says before grabbing the underside of my thighs and lifting me up.

I know how hard it is for Tyson to share me. His jealousy is palpable through the bond, but he controls himself. I brush my lips against his as I wrap my legs around his waist. His palms slide to my ass, his fingers digging harshly into my flesh.

“You are such a dirty girl for making us all so worked up for you,” he murmurs against my lips as he enters me, his big dick forcing my pussy wide open. There’s a slight burning until my body accepts his brutal invasion.

I cry out in pleasure as my pussy grips him tight, afraid that he won’t fuck me the way I deserve it. The way I crave it. Why am I so desperate for them tonight? Will I always be like this?

Tyson takes me to the bed and lies on his back, having me ride him. My body slumps forward. He grabs my neck, forcing me to stay upright, so I can fuck him hard.

I love this position, especially with Mose’s demon, who loves letting me use him as I want. Tyson doesn’t need to tell me what I have to do as my hips start moving almost immediately. I wish my hands would be free so I could use them to my advantage. I rock back and forth slowly, enjoying the feeling of being stretched out to the point of pain.

Jasper gets on the bed, kneeling behind me. I stop moving.

My body involuntarily tenses up for a moment, but it takes only a light touch from Jasper to lean my back into his chest.

Jasper’s arms come around me, his big palms covering my tits. “Little Love,” he murmurs while his lips caress the column of my neck. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this moment. For you to become my wife.”

Since December? It’s not an awful lot of time. Or is he referring to something else entirely?

The others join us in bed. I want to touch them, but there’s so little I can do with my hands tied behind my back.

Jasper kisses my neck and shoulder while his left hand goes between our bodies. Jasper is the only one who hasn’t fucked my ass since I’m still afraid of him hurting me, but maybe it is time to show him how much I love and trust him.

“Don’t be afraid,” Jasper murmurs while removing the belt from around my neck.

“I’m not,” I say as he slowly sinks inside me.

It doesn’t hurt like I thought it would. My body relaxes, letting Jasper in. He takes his time, letting my body adjust to his size before he starts to move. With each thrust, his dick penetrates me deeper and deeper.

It doesn’t take long to be impaled on two big cocks. Having Jasper and Tyson inside me at the same time feels so good. And when they move, oh God, when they move, it’s like I have constant micro orgasms. My body feels so hot, burning up with pleasure.

“Fuck, you are so tight!” Tyson groans.

Ansel turns my head in his direction and kisses me deeply.

“Let’s see how tight you are,” Jasper says, pulling out.

While I can’t see what’s happening, I assume that Jasper is going to fuck Tyson in the ass while Tyson fucks me. The thought is so fucking wild and sexy that I come hard. Ansel’s mouth devours all my moans and cries of pleasure.

“Wait, Jasper!” It takes only one second for Tyson’s protests to turn into moans. “Oh, fuck!”

“I’ve been dreaming about this for a long time,” Jasper says before leaning forward, probably to kiss Tyson.

The sound of them making out reaches my ears, and I want to kiss them too, but Ansel’s lips keep me captive, his tongue licks the inside of my mouth.

Jasper grabs my hips, bouncing me up and down Tyson’s length while he keeps fucking Tyson. Men fucking is sexy as fuck. But two men fucking each other while taking care of their woman? The best thing in the world. Nothing compares to it.

“Next time, I’ll be inside Olivia while you fuck my ass,” Jasper groans. He is fucking Tyson so hard.

Ansel finally lets go of me.

“If you keep talking like that, you’ll make me cum,” Tyson grits his teeth.

“Talk how?” Jasper murmurs. His hands lift my hips up before slamming me down hard on Tyson’s cock. “I’m only letting you know how amazing it is to finally be able to fuck the two people I love the most.”

“I could peg both of you,” I suggest. A loud groan leaves Tyson. His cock twitches inside me, his cum filling my pussy. “Looks like someone likes the idea.”

“He’s not the only one who wants to be pegged.” Jasper’s strained voice lets me know how close he is.

“I could peg Jasper while he fucks Tyson. Or the other way around,” I think out loud.

Behind me, Jasper stiffens. His grunts of pleasure are more than enough for me to know that he’s cumming.

“What about us?” Mose asks.

“I can peg all of you,” I offer.

Jasper yanks me away from Tyson and throws me on my back on the bed. “If that happens, our sex life will become very interesting,” he says before pulling my panties more to the side. Then, his face dives between my legs.

His tongue laps my pussy before entering me. Is he licking Tyson’s cum from inside me?

Rueben tries to push Jasper. “You already had your time with her!” Rueben retorts.

Jasper’s tongue dives deeper inside me. It feels so good that I gasp for air. Rueben straddles my chest, slaps my tits for a bit before leaning forward and fucking my mouth from above.

Being used like this is not at all scary or degrading as it was in the past. I’m also enjoying myself a little more than I should. Not that it’s a bad thing, but I never thought I would get so horny by having my hands tied together.

Mose and Ansel move on each side of me. Their hands grab my tits and they rub the tips of their cocks against my nipples.

Another orgasm hits me unexpectedly. Jasper’s tongue moves to my clit, licking and sucking it hard. I scream my pleasure around Rueben’s cock.

“You are such a slutty nun,” Rueben groans. “Look how much you love cock.”

Jasper is still eating me out, making me moan. I shake my head, trying to deny what Rueben said. He brushes away a few tears from my face. “You don’t like cock?” Rueben asks, probably wanting to be sure he understood me correctly. I try to say no, but his cock down my throat muffles any sound I make. “How can you deny it with your mouth full of cock?” My cheeks turn slightly pink. Rueben strokes my rosy skin with his thumb. “Dirty girl.”

“Move!” Tyson pushes Jasper away from me.

Tyson pushes two fingers inside me, putting pressure on a spot inside me that feels so fucking good. He presses his other hand on my lower stomach. When he starts fucking me hard with his fingers, the tingles of another orgasm rise inside me.

I didn’t even have time to rest from the last time I came.

My heels dig into the mattress.

Are they trying to make me die of pleasure?

Rueben climbs down from me and watches what Tyson is doing to me.

“It’s too much!” I try to make Tyson stop, but he keeps fucking me harder with his fingers, teasing that spot inside me. His thumb works my clit.

My moans bounce off the walls.

It feels so good.

Another orgasm hits me. It feels different. Stronger. It feels like I’m—

“Fuck! That’s so sexy,” Rueben groans.

—squirting.

I try to close my legs but Jasper and Rueben force them even more open. Tyson pulls out his fingers and rubs my clit hard while I keep coming.

“We need to figure out what else she can do,” Ansel chuckles.

Tyson slaps my pussy.

“I bet she can take three cocks in her pussy at the same time,” Rueben says.

My moans cut short. What?

Ansel gets on his back. “Let’s test your theory.”

Rueben and Mose grab me by my arms, lift me up and have me straddle Ansel, his cock entering me slowly.

“There’s no way—” I try to protest, but Ansel pulls me down for a kiss, the last part of my sentence cut short by his tongue.

—I can take three of their cocks up my pussy. They are going to tear me. While I like their cocks, I’m not a size queen. Well, maybe only when it comes to my men.

Someone kneels behind me. I don’t get to tense up as his cock starts entering me. From the size, I can tell it’s Mose’s dick.

Ansel keeps kissing me.

There’s no way I can escape them. I force my body to relax. Being all tensed up will only lead to pain. Ansel kissing and touching me also helps.

Mose kisses my back as he sinks deeper inside me. “That’s it, Beautiful. Let us show you how much we love you.”

I let them use me as they please.

For several minutes only Ansel and Mose fuck me while Rueben runs his hands along my arms and back.

When I’m relaxed enough, Rueben squats between Mose and me. I try not to think my muscles would be stretched out to the point of pain by Rueben’s thick cock.

“Relax,” Rueben says as he pushes inside me.

It hurts, so I bite Ansel’s tongue, which is down my throat. Whimpers rise from my throat.

“Such a good girl you are,” Rueben says while untying my hands.

Blood rushes to my fingers. I don’t get to flex them as Jasper and Tyson grab my wrists and take my hands to their semi-erect cocks. Are they taking supplements when I’m not looking? Because otherwise I can’t explain how they have energy for more than one round.

“Told you she can take three cocks in her pussy at the same time,” Rueben says as he moves inside me. His palms grab my shoulders, his hips grinding against me, forcing his cock deeper inside me.

My whimpers make them fuck me hard.

Having Mose, Ansel, and Rueben inside me at the same time hurts but fuck, it feels so good. Their piercings rub so hard against my muscles, making me come so many times I lose count. I don’t even have the strength to give Tyson and Jasper a proper handjob.

I bury my face in the hollow of Ansel’s neck.

“Did she faint?” Rueben asks.

Strands of hair cover my face. Ansel brushes them away. “No, but it won’t be long now.”

Rueben slams hard inside me. “It’s all her fault that we can’t keep our hands off of her. Why does she have to be so damn beautiful? So fucking perfect?”

A smile spreads on my face. I love that Rueben thinks I’m perfect.

Rueben’s cock slips out of my pussy. He thrusts back in, entering my ass with a swift movement of his hips. I cum again. I bite Ansel’s shoulder.

It’s the first time I have an anal orgasm. The pleasure is more intense than anything I’ve ever experienced before.

I forget to breathe.

I pass out.

Or maybe I died.

A thousand ways to Die: killed by an orgasm. Death by snu-snu.

When I regain consciousness, the guys are cleaning me up, getting me ready for bed.

Rueben takes off my panties.

“Are you going to use them to jerk off?” Ansel asks.

“Nah. I’m going to frame them.”