6. Reid

She's so fuckingtight that it feels like a slick, silky glove is wrapped around my aching length, fluttering as she goes off like a bomb again.

Slamming into her over and over again, I let the pleasure build and build then pull out and slip to her head, I nod at Cash and he happily slips to her hips and slams inside of her with one quick thrust.

"You're gonna lick your juices off my dick until I come in your pretty mouth and you're gonna love every fucking minute of it, princess."

She stares at me, exhaustion creeping across her soft green gaze but she nods quickly.

"That's my girl. Such a good girl." She glows with happiness at each word of praise.

But there's something else she likes. And my fingers slip around her throat and press. Light. Just enough that she knows that I'm touching her. But each press gets harder, tighter, until she's gasping for breath as I lean over her ear. "Fucking open your mouth, princess."

She pants and opens her mouth, her tongue reaching out to caress the head of my cock as her face flushes pink, sweat breaking out on her skin.

She glows, glistening like a star. She is the star. Our star.

I pull my dick out and press harder and she gasps for air, her eyes clouding over as she fights for each breath. I let up slightly as Cash slams into her relentlessly, like a fucking machine.

Then I push harder on her slender throat, feeling each beat of her heart as it flutters like a trapped butterfly's wings behind her soft skin. Her body fights hard to get that breath and I let up again, watching her gaping mouth gasp for air. Cash grunts and pushes into her wildly and then his body stills and he slams so deep that she grunts and attempts to scream but I've got her throat tight again. I release so she can feel the sweet ecstasy of breath and orgasm at the same time and she tenses, fighting the orgasm as it takes her under again.

I bend down and chuckle that she thinks she can control this. That's my orgasm. My body. Mine.

I whisper in her ear. "Time for me again, princess."

I grunt and climb over top of her again, letting Max go to her head. "She likes it a little rough and sloppy."

He grins. "I've got just what she needs." He slips his dick into her mouth so fast that she gasps and gags, spittle on her pointed little chin.

He grinds all the way until his balls are slapping at her chin. At the same time, I wait until it's perfect timing and then when he comes out of her mouth I slam inside of her juicy damn pussy, my eyes rolling back in my head.

"Fuck, she's so tight."

And then I slam into her again and again, my rhythm matching perfectly with Max's as we shunt her back and forth. She grunts and tears trickle down her flushed cheeks, making perfect little rivers in her makeup.

She looks like a woman that's been rode hard and put away wet in every since of the word.

Her pussy tightens and I feel the light, desperate flutterings of her pussy's release and I push deeper and deeper until it feels like I'm buried up to the ends of her slick channel and I can fuck my baby into her cervix.

Max grunts and groans and then he pushes so deep that she gags and then he stills, groaning long and loud. She swallows and swallows, unable to keep up as his dick jerks and jerks, his release slipping down her throat and out of the side of her mouth, painting her full red lips until they glisten, puffed, red lipstick smeared all over her mouth.

She's a mess. A beautiful, hypnotic, lovely mess that I can't look away from. My eyes stay locked on her as I thrust my. Hips hard into her and she whimpers, her body shuddering and shivering which sends me over the edge, my body painting her quivering insides. She closes her eyes and by her panting, soft, slowing breaths I realize that she's asleep.

I smile softly at her and then step to the attached bathroom, rinsing out the washcloth and carefully moving her, cleaning her up as she sighs and turns over, her deep sigh stirring the long curls thrown over her face.

Max reaches out and pushes her hair out of her face, his touch gentle, reverent.

"She was everything that we were hoping for," he says, gulping a swallow while he stares at her.

"Agreed," Cash says.

Now all we have to do is let her rest a bit and then try and convince her that she's the one for all of us for good. Not just for one night.

All three of us clean up ourselves and then crawl in bed, surrounding our little princess like her own little court. The men that will take care of her and our family until the end of time.

And she's just gonna have to come to terms with what we have.

I sigh and hold her in my arms, her head pillowed on my chest. Max sleeps with her ass cradled to his front. Cash, of course, stays away from all of us

He sleeps with his back to all of us. I'm actually amazed that he's staying in the bed. He likes his privacy and he feels smothered if you try too hard to spend time with him.

Out of the three of us, he's the most closed off and damaged. Although none of the three of us are super well-adjusted.

But here in this large bed, perfect for multiple lovers, it feels like we've finally found our home.

Now we just have to convince Court that she forgives us and she needs us. As much as we need her.