Chapter 6

Six

Jemma

T hings I don't understand: why I am going along with this. And why I'm so turned on by three men when it's obvious society would not welcome my kinks if it ever got out.

And that's just scratching the surface. I don't want to look deeper at the moment. I give a nervous laugh, knowing they are not privy to my inner ramblings.

"I can't imagine the pressure you three are feeling," I say only half-jokingly. "I mean, you've kidnapped me. Showed me top secret materials. How are you going to blackmail me into silence? Sex?"

My words must shock them because for a full five seconds no one speaks.

Warren pops his belt, leans over and hauls me into his arms.

"Professor," I start and quickly correct myself when he gives me a look.

"If blackmail is what you want, let's give it to her, men."

A few paces down a softly lit hallway and a door bangs against something. Three steps and I'm on a bed pinned under the weight of two very large men while the third stands in front of me unbuttoning his shirt.

"Strip her."

Warren holds my gaze the whole time Erik and Daemon pull me up and free me of every last strip of clothing.

"We took it easy on you at the party, Queen Frost. I bet you're already wet too, aren't you? Nothing cold about our little nerd." He palms a thigh and brings my foot to rest on the bed, which is larger than I thought possible for a private jet this size. I'm spread wide open with Erik at my back, Daemon stripping beside me and Warren on his knees in front of me.

Hot liquid slides down my thighs.

I whimper. Fuck, how did he do that?

Erik's hands slide down my tummy and when he spread my folds, I actually watch as I drip cum on his fingers.

"Wet and ready to take us," Erik hisses. He reaches behind me, pushes me forward into Warren's arms. I'm spread wide, bent over and thoroughly excited for what comes next.

Daemon takes Erik's place, every glorious inch of his body naked. I twist around to watch as he palms my ass cheeks, exposing every vulnerable inch of me.

"Professor," I start but my words, whatever they were going to be, evaporate when he drags the head of his swollen cock through my juices. Fisting the length, he nudges against my clit, working it, stroking me, forcing me to fly a little higher with each teasingly slow pass.

In front of me, Warren's lips crush into mine and suddenly I realize this isn't going to be a slow and tender claiming. They feel the same rawness from the last time. And just like then, right now we all need dirty and fast.

I lose myself in Warren's taste, tumbling into the warmth of his arms, his tongue on mine. His hands grip my hair in a tight hold. Not painful, but he's letting me know who it is kissing me.

I gasp loudly, crying out into Warren's mouth when Daemon guides his cock to my entrance and sinks in until his balls slap against my body.

So so good.

Another mouth moves over my body, taking one nipple and then the other.

I hold onto Warren unable to focus on one source of pleasure. They've all melted together, my body going from zero to sixty instantly.

Warren gestures to the bed. "On the bed, ass in the air" is all I hear before I'm lifted and put into position.

"Reach around and spread the cheeks."

I do.

A wicked tongue drags over my clit, swirls around my pussy and then caresses over where only they have ever touched me. "Oh, God!" Uncertainty flashes through me even though I desperately want to experience everything they want to do with my body. My legs betray me and I begin to tremble beneath their hands and mouths.

"Easy, baby," Erik soothes, moving in to kiss me. He comes to kneel in front of me. "Let Daemon have his fill or he'll be a pouting baby all day." Erik drags his fingers lightly down the length of my spine and back up. Inch by inch I slowly relax.

"Just like that, beautiful," Daemon coos. His lips and tongue are back on my body and he's devouring me with a ravenous hunger. A wave of longing and need runs through me.

I press back into Daemon's touch and moan when his fingers knead my cheeks. I never thought I could be one of those girls. The wild ones I saw strut by on campus with the dirty reputations and all-knowing smirks. Back straight, their bodies always so infuriatingly perfect. They always seem so confident in their desires and wants and I've often thought if I could be like them, then I could have anyone I wanted.

Those girls are the exact opposite of who I am. I'm only bold behind a keyboard. Or mask.

But here I am. Me. Between three men. Maybe I had it wrong about myself all along.

"You're going to feel so perfect wrapped around my cock when I take you here." A tongue dips into my nether hole and I'm flaming red from embarrassment, but there's no hiding. No running.

"Like fucking candy," he growls. "Yes, this sweet ass is going to grip me so tight and milk me until it drinks every drop of my cum."

Daemon passes his tongue over me again, this time swirling a finger around the rim of my ass. A little pressure and he dips the tip in making me see stars.

"Oh," I gasp. A full body head-to-toe shudder rakes over me and pure instinct drives me to arch my ass higher in the air; into his touch.

I only half hear Daemon. But for the love of me all I can focus on is the fact he's tongue-fucking my ass.

Strong hands replace mine.

The mouth on my ass gets wilder, hungrier. He's tonguing me faster and then suddenly I feel the head of a cock at my pussy entrance. The throbbing head spreads my folds and my pulse jumps through the roof.

"That—Oh, God," I scream into the sheets, taking every last thick inch of Warren's cock as his friend teases my ass with his finger, sinking in and out over and over again.

Warren is slow at first like he wants to enjoy making this last. But I know he's just letting me get accustomed to his thick girth. He pulls out, letting the head of his cock keep my channel wide open for him.

With a powerful thrust, he drives into me, slamming home time and time again. No mercy, no shame. Just relentless lust.

This is so wrong. So dirty. Filthy. The shame it could bring to my family. I can't think about that right now though. They won't let me.

I come apart for them. My mouth finds someone's and our tongues tease together. The kiss grows deeper, hotter. I can't breathe, my chest is heaving and I'm gasping by the time we break apart.

My eye flutters up to find Erik heaving just as heavily.

"You're going to come for them, naughty baby. There's no holding back. No denying how they make you feel," Erik growls in my ear. He tips my chin up and presses the head of his cock to my mouth. Cum coats the fat, bulbous head and from the arrogant smile on his face takes a huge amount of pride rubbing it all over my lips. "And you're going to suck your professor's cock at the same time."

He is right.

Erik pushes forward and I open for him. Moaning, I suck wetly on the head, taking all the cum I can get before sinking down the rest of his shaft until the tip hits the back of my throat. Behind me Warren fucks me like a man possessed with a singular mission.

I breathe heavily, wholly consumed with a building need to climax. Flames lick against my core and it happens so fast I'm left gasping for air.

I clutch the bedsheets so tight my knuckles turn white. I cry out around Erik's shaft filling my mouth but he doesn't slow. And I don't want him to.

Someone grabs my hips. My muscles clench and ripple. Hot cum spills down my thighs. I feel myself losing control. Not that I had any to begin with. I'd be fooling myself to think I do.

Warren pounds into me, his big cock swelling, stretching me. Feeling his hands grip my ass tight is a whole other level of sensory overload.

Daemon sinks a finger past the tight ring of muscles in my ass and works me slow and steady while his friends grinds into me so hard I'm having a hard time staying upright. All of it is so overwhelming to my senses. I don't know what to focus on so I stop trying.

"I bet you like that ass being played with, don't you, baby?"

Heat washes over my face as I take Erik's cock deeper in my mouth, caressing the underside with my tongue. I slurp and suck as I roll his balls in the palm of my hand. My reward is a nice amount of pre-cum on my tongue.

"Oh, fuck, Jemma. That's cheating." He pulls my hair into a ponytail, making sure to keep his hold tight so he can fuck my mouth harder and watch as he does it.

He eases in and out. Nothing like this is supposed to happen to a girl like me brought up in a ‘good' family with a pedigree so deep we can trace our ancestors back to the highest of aristocrats. That's what makes being this sinful feel so much better. The three of them taking me like this. Hard. Demanding. Shedding a little weight of the burden my family name carries is freeing if only for a little bit.

Warren grinds into me. The sounds of our thighs slapping together fills the room. I feel the jerks of his cock before the ropes of hot sperm fill my channel.

I turn, Erik's cock slipping from my mouth to see Warren's eyes closed as he empties his milk deep inside me.

The second he finishes, Daemon lifts me and I go willingly into his arms.

I pull him in for a kiss, our tongues dueling. When I turn back around, I find Erik on his back in the middle of the bed and Daemon setting me on top of him.

Erik grips his shaft. "Slide down on me, baby. It's time."

I feel Warren's sperm dripping down my thighs. I don't know the protocol here so I'm a little hesitant.

And it's perfect.

I'm panting, my skin tingling with anticipation.

Erik smiles warmly, his hands on my hips guiding me over him. "It's fine, baby. Take me inside you. We're all one here."

He strokes himself, and God he's so hard and thick. Precum drips from the tip and I can't help myself. I lean down and suck him clean before gliding over top him.

"Wicked little thing," he groans, eyes wild with passion. "I like you greedy for me." He takes my hand to join his and together we stroke him from base to tip in slow movements.

I guide the head to my swollen lips, still throbbing from his friend's claiming of me.

I take every inch and groan, feeling him slide into me, his friends cum still buried deep inside.

Behind me the bed dips. Daemon, he's kneeling behind me.

His dark eyes hold mine and I know what is coming next. I've secretly craved this, wished for it on New Year's night. And now that I feel ready, I'm not scared of the unknown.

Erik and Daemon glance at each other, something passing between them unspoken.

The bed dips against and it's Warren coming to kneel beside me, cock in hand.

Holy crap, he's still hard and every inch glistens with my release. I blush, smiling. I look down. "Are you not satisfied?" I ask in a whisper.

He cups my cheek, raising my eyes to meet his. "This is how you've had me for two years."

"All of us," Erik interjects.

"It's going to take more than once or twice to ease the ache I've been living with."

What did that mean? I see heat and fire in his eyes, but there's something else there too. Truth. Sincerity.

But focus is ripped from me. Pleasure roars through me and I'm left breathless once again. Unable to think, only feel. Erik grips my hips and pounds up into me. He slams home once, twice and I'm creaming all over him.

This is wild, untamed, unrehearsed. There's no way I ever want this to stop. But I have to remember I get one week. It's my own damn fault. My stupid inability to not worry. For once I want to cut loose, not care about responsibilities.

My heart pounds. Blood roars in my ears and renewed hunger stirs to life like I didn't just live through the most powerful orgasm of my life minutes ago.

Strong arms wrap around my waist and I know I'm safe taking every hard thrust Erik gives with Daemon there to hold me steady.

Never in my life have I had something this wild happen to me.

Warren winds my hair around his hand and drags me forward to lay over Erik's broad chest. In this position my ass is primed for anything Daemon wants and damn does he look hungry.

Erik pulls out but I'm not left wondering why.

Daemon takes his place, pumping his massive cock into me so deep and hard Erik has to hold me down.

One final pump and he's gone, Erik right there to fill the void of my clenching pussy.

Pressure against my asshole has me holding my breath.

"Fuck, Jemma, you're heaven. Our heaven. Now take me in your mouth as you feel Daemon claim that beautiful ass."

I whimper, opening my mouth, taking Warren as deep as he can go.

Between us, Erik reaches down and strokes a thumb over my clit as his friend pushes the enormous head of his cock an inch into my ass at a time, never stopping, never slowing until he is bottomed out deep in my ass.

"Take him, that's it, breathe and push back, let him in. It feels good, doesn't it? Dirty and fucking good," Erik whispers in my ear, shooting me to new heights with the simple power of his words.

I melt for them. Turn to liquid lava in their arms. I'm so filled, stretched beyond what I think possible. My orgasm hums on the fringes of my senses.

I moan feverishly around Warren's shaft. He slowly sinks in and out of my mouth letting me get a handle on all the new sensations flooding my body.

They fall into a hypnotic rhythm. Our bodies move as one. Their cocks pump in and out of me, all our groans and moans filling the room.

All three carry me high, their hands and cocks working me so expertly I'm ready to shatter.

"Jemma, come for us!"

I hear the words and know they have the power to command me.

Fireworks bigger than I've ever experienced explode inside me, leaving me momentarily blind. I pant, gasp and roll through my release.

"God, she's tight. Too tight. I'm going to lose it."

Warren.

His strong grip on my hair tightens. "Get ready to swallow me, baby. Drink fast and don't spill a—" He roars with the power of his release. Pulse after pulse of cum spills in my mouth. I swallow fast, careful not to spill a single drop.

"Get ready for more, Jemma. You're going to take us both at the same time."

Heat of another kind than I'm used to creeps over my body. For once I'm not shy about what is about to happen.

Daemon has a tight grip on my ass, Erik on my hips. Together they work me with small, powerful thrusts. I clamp down on them like a vice and milk them, shimmying my hips just right to put a look of pure bliss on their faces.

Hot jets of cum spill into my ass and Erik empties every single drop inside my pussy.

I moan through a wave of aftershocks made ten times more powerful from the pulsating cocks filling me to the brim.

Shivering and a little more than just shaky from being shared between three men, I collapse over Erik's chest. My pulse races, my breath catching.

Warren moves from the bed to join us at the top and I don't know where Daemon has gone off to.

"He'll be right back." Warren draws me in for a kiss and a hundred years could have passed during our time together and I would never notice.

He draws back with a wicked glint in his eyes that says he's either about to spring a pop quiz on the class or say something that will have me panting.

"How's that for a down payment? Or do you want us to deposit more?"