Chapter 6

Six

Stella

H eat teases through my body. It's like I've uttered two special words that push them over the edge.

Lips, hands and tongues caress and love every inch of my body.

And then time slows when Stefan helps me to my knees. Behind me, I feel hands grip my hips. I angle my head around when his fingers slip under the heavy weight of my hair and he massages my scalp. Light blonde hair falls over my shoulders to play over my nipples.

Strong arms wind around me, and my back is pulled into his front. His length presses into the crease of my ass and he slowly rocks. My whole body trembles, melts with anticipation, sending my heart into a fluttering race.

"Stefan."

"Yes, cherry blossom?"

All their cute nicknames for me makes my heart swell with ideas of a forever I have no business entertaining.

He traces the rounded petals of the falling blossoms artistically etched over the ample swell of first my right breast and then the left.

I don't have a question. Not one that needs a verbal answer, anyway. I reach behind me and run my fingers through his long, black hair–the length slipping through my fingers.

Emilio, tired of only being an onlooker from where he lies across the bed, decides to steal me from his friend.

"Not fair, fucker," Stefan say but there isn't an ounce of hatred in his tone.

Emilio brushes them off and presses his forehead against mine. "You can leave. We won't do anything but help you back into your dress. But please don't leave us. Spend a night between us and let whatever comes to be happen."

"What makes you think I don't want to be here?"

"The weariness in your eyes. The crease between your brows."

The sincerity of his words rings in my ears.

"I've never done this. It feels wrong and right all at once." I look at each of them, but it's Adrian who comes to me, takes my face in his hands and pulls me back to him like he needs to be the one to say these next words.

"You've made me feel something that scares the hell out of me, Stella."

He pulls me to straddle him.

I spread my palms over his broad chest and lower myself until I can see the specks of gold and green in the depths of his brown eyes. "But you don't know me."

"I don't care about your history or ours."

"None of us do." Stefan brushes my hair to the side and Emilio places a kiss on my exposed shoulder.

"What are you saying?"

Each of them are touching me. Holding me. Kissing me anywhere they can reach.

"We're saying tonight is going to leave us all scarred and damn if the three of us care as long as we get a few hours with someone as tender and innocent as you."

That is Stefan.

Adrian takes my hand from his chest and guides it to Emilio's impressive cock. Pre-cum drips from the end. He wraps his hand around mine and together we stroke him from base to tip. With each upward caress, more hot seed spills from the slit. I stroke my thumb through the liquid, tempted to taste him. But what would they think of me if I did such a daring move?

"There's nothing to be shy about, Stella. It's okay to want. But you look so beautiful when you are so unsure." He takes his thumb, gathers a fat drop of his pre-cum and holds it out for me to lick clean. "You can have a taste, beautiful flower."

With Stefan looking on and Adrian keeping me steady, I lean forward and open for their friend. Holding his gaze, I stick out my tongue and moan when I taste Emilio.

"Close your mouth and lick it clean."

I follow his lead and moan around his thumb. Tangy and salty.

Stefan pulls my attention his way.

He has a scar through his right eyebrow I didn't notice until now. A fight? An accident? I make a mental note to ask about it later. That and all the other scars littered under the ink of their tattoos.

I trace the thin white line.

"Stella?" Stefan is on his knees beside me. His scent fills my lungs. There is no boundary between us. He lifts my chin and nibbles on the edge. I always hated being touched this much by other people, but I can't get enough of it now. The way he lavishes me with nips and kisses makes me feel utterly perfect. Special.

"Yes?" I whisper, when my senses take a moment to work.

"Look up."

I follow Stefan's line of sight.

"Oh," I say breathlessly. Scattered lights around the room throw us in stark relief to the off caramel brown of the duvet beneath us. The sight of us intertwined together is beautiful. They are breathtakingly stunning. Together we paint a picture of carnal lust.

"It's a Club Sin feature they boast about in the brochure. The second you entered our elevator tonight I couldn't wait to see you spread out under the mirror."

My face burns. "Ah," I say, but in my head I'm screaming at the fact every inch of my body is exposed to their gazes.

"You're irresistible. Look how beautiful you are between your three lovers," Emilio whispers in my ear like he is sharing a secret just between us.

I can't fathom the idea that they have not shared a lover before me, but each of them make me feel treasured. All three are talking like our coming together is fate, but it is all part of their ruse. I am sure women all over the world have fallen for their games. And that is okay. This is a fantasy, right?

Adrian fully reclines and takes me down with him. Hot skin on skin. He spreads me back over his torso face up this time and Emilio settles my feet wide, exposing me to Stefan's gaze.

Their eyes caress over the swell of my breasts, the dip, and rise of my hips and womanly curves. This is as filthy as it is perverse, and I love it.

But they also see the scar. Curiosity fills their expression. They want to ask, but they must sense my hesitancy and think better of it because both men simply lean over me and kiss the puckered flesh of the knife wound across my abdomen.

Adrian reaches around me and gathers the weight of my breasts in both hands. He massages and squeezes their heavy weight with perfect pressure.

My head relaxes on his shoulder, and I forget all about scars and pain. I want nothing more than to melt into the bliss of his claiming touch.

But I can't. Not yet. Not while his friends grip my thighs and hold me open.

I know what comes next and I have this burning need to watch it happen so I can commit this moment into my memory.

Stefan lowers his dark head between my thighs. When he drags the pad of his wet tongue over my throbbing clit I cry out so loud my entire world quakes.

"Has another man ever licked your sweet pussy before, little flower?" Stefan asks. "Be honest. Are we erasing memories or building new ones for you tonight?"

I shake my head embarrassed I might not be experienced enough to pleasure these men fully.

"I couldn't let him touch me. Something in me told me he wasn't the one I was meant for." And I paid for my decision, but I keep that to myself.

My hand falls to my abdomen. Emilio and Stefan look on in horror as I cover the scar, understanding settling over their handsome features.

But neither man says a word. They just look between them, and then to Adrian who's arms tighten around me protectively.

My lashes fall and I soak in their silent support.

"Watch, Stella." Adrian brushes the back of his knuckles over the slope of my cheek. "Watch how much my brother enjoys the tastes of you on his tongue. Watch your lover lick your juices and pleasure that beautiful pussy." He points to the mirror above us and for a long moment I can't look away.

Black hair blends with black as both men take turns lavishing me with pleasure. First Emilio and then Stefan. Blood races through my veins. My heart pounds.

All their richly tan skin makes the milky cream of mine stand out.

"Do you wanna come on their tongue, little flower?"

Adrian tips my chin around and he angles his head to where we can lock eyes when I say, "More than anything in this world, Adrian."

Masculine groans come from between my legs. I dig my fingers into Emilio's thick hair. "Oh—yes—good," I moan. There's truly nothing between any of us and that makes me wetter. Hot liquid drips down the crack of my ass and I can feel it wetting me in places I've never had a man before.

I guess that makes me a double virgin. I shudder at the thought that comes to mind. Hoping...maybe. Would I be brave enough if it came to that? I hope so. Stefan spread my folds for his friend.

Am I wetting Adrian beneath me? Is it a turn on for him? I wish I wasn't so na?ve about what men like. I saw it with a few of the members tonight, but I can only assume.

Adrian breaks out into a string of curses. "Fuck, she's already dripping all over my cock and we haven't even taken her yet. She's gonna grip our cocks and ruin us entirely."

Adrian turns my head and takes my lips in an unhurried kiss. He's greedy and likes to take what he wants when he wants it, I am quickly learning. They all do. "You're our angel, little flower."

Ours?

For the night, is what he means. My heart latches onto that one word, but my brain tells it to slam on the brakes.

I meet Stefan's dark look, groaning when he moves up the bed, leaving Emilio to tease and torture my pussy. He kneels at my side looking at me through hooded eyes. He's stroking his hard cock in slow, languid strokes. All I have to do is turn my head and lean forward a little and I could have him in my mouth.

"Do you want a taste of your daddy, little flower?"

OHMYFUCKINGGOD.

White-hot heat spills from my core. Emilio quickly licks me clean and groans with delight.

"Mm. She liked that, brother."

I nod, taking the edge of my lip between my teeth. My pulse pounds and I feel the throb throughout my entire body.

"Such a good girl," Stefan lifts my head from his friend's shoulder with one hand. The other is wrapped around his length. He puts the fat, swollen head to my mouth and coats my lips with his pre-cum.

"Open for, daddy, baby."

I follow Stefan's guidance. He slips in, gliding his thick cock over my tongue. He pushes in until he taps the back of my throat. His head falls back and the groan of masculine pleasure that comes from his mouth causes goosebumps to flush across my heated skin.

I gasp as he pulls out and pushes back in. He does it again, but this time, I don't let him go so easily.

He hisses fiercely and the hand he holds my head with tightens around my hair.

I swallow, shivering in ecstasy. Our eyes connect and the shock of electricity between us is powerful. "Just like that," he encourages, his eyes blazing with the same need kindling inside my core.

Between my legs, his friend takes that moment to slip a finger into my virgin pussy while Adrian devotes all his attention to my breasts. Seeking fingers tug and pinch at my nipples while he slowly grinds his shaft through the slick crack of my ass.

Emilio pushes in another finger and I unconsciously rock my hips and moan around Stefan's cock.

Stefan rumbles out words my frazzled brain can't decipher. His words drip with liquid fire and fall from his lips with heat and passion.

"Open wide, take more of me, Stella." I do as he instructs and savor the taste of his pre-cum. I hollow my cheeks around his length and feel the pulse of his shaft as Emilio eats his fill of my pussy.

My gaze rakes over the inked rose vines and the scars slashing across Stefan's abdomen and torso. Others might see imperfection, but all I see is masculine beauty.

Strong fingers dig into the tender flesh of my thighs. Emilio swirls, dips and slides his fingers into my core with expert knowledge of how to send a woman crashing into an orgasm.

Heat spreads and the fire consumes every live nerve ending from my core outward.

I arch into the pleasure. Stefan pulls out of my mouth and joins his friend. Roughened fingers against my throbbing clit is too much. He flicks and strokes with just the right amount of pressure.

"Stefan! Oh! Emilio, please!" I beg. "Adrian, make the burn go away!"

The warm sounds of their unhurried chuckles infuriates me. I try to sit up and pull away from all the sensations bombarding my senses, but Adrian's hold on me turns unyielding.

"Shh, little flower. Let your daddies make you feel good," he purrs into my ear in a low gravelly tone.

I shudder and pull in a deep, ragged breath as Emilio's tongue drags across my pussy and gets hotter, more insistent. I have no choice but to clutch at Stefan and Adrian when Emilio spreads my ass open and his tongue…

"Emilio! Wait, what are you…"

"Is your daddy licking your ass, Stella?"

An unfamiliar heat I've never felt before fills my veins. "Oh, God…"

Adrian's low laugh vibrates into my back and is a whole other sensation to add to my rapidly growing list. My next book will be made of fire!

"Yes, yes, he is!" Stefan holds me open when I try to close my legs around Emilio's shoulders. "Does it feel good?" Emilio asks, stroking two fingers over my clit.

Thick muscular arms wrap around me and I'm anchored to Adrian's chest. "Answer Emilio. Tell him the truth. There's nothing to be shy about."

Emilio's tongue drags across my most intimate place. He presses against the tight ring and I nearly lose my grip on my sanity. I can't find it in me to care about getting words in, William or that this is only a one-night stand. All I can think about is him taking me there.

I rock my hips and arch off Adrian's chest when Emilio breaks the barrier of my ass and sinks in his thumb. "Yes!" I scream, ignoring the flames hitting my cheeks and every other inch of my body. It feels too good to be embarrassed right now. "I've done nothing like this before." My chest heaves and falls with my jagged breathing. "Ruin me, damn you. Don't make me wait another second."

Adrian's arms tighten and Stefan tucks my hair away from my face. "Do you want to come all over Emilio's face?" he asks, stealing kisses from me between my gasps for air.

I nod vigorously. "Yes, yes! I do!" I can't catch my breath. The pain of needing to release and having it so far out of reach at the same time is driving me mad.

"Beg him, little flower," Stefan urges in a deep voice that could convince me to do anything. "Beg your lover for the release you want. Make him believe it's all for him."

"Emilio, please!" I buck against his face and reach for Stefan's hand when he starts torturing my clit, but Adrian expects my move and captures my wrist.

"No, Stella. You never have to touch yourself again. Not when you have us. Use your words," Adrian coaxes.

"Emilio. I want to give you everything I have. Stefan, please. Make me come for your friend. It's for both of you. All of me is only for you."

"Isn't she beautiful when she begs, brothers?" I can hear Adrian's smile in his words.

Emilio's growl vibrates against my ass. He moves up and curls his tongue around my swollen nub. My body doesn't wait to react. It's ready even if my brain is stuck on the fact that when they take me it's going to hurt no matter how prepared they make me.

Between my thighs, Emilio's fingers push in and out. Wet sounds hit my ears, and it oddly makes me eager to feel their cocks sliding through all my sticky wetness.

Suddenly all the pain of my withheld climax releases and I'm weightless. My orgasm is swift and all-consuming. My core tightens. I cry out, clawing at the sheets and feeling my entire world blur as my three dominant lovers take control over my body.

Emilio moves up the enormous bed and settles beside Adrian. I'm lifted and settled over Emilio with Adrian coming between my legs this time.

"Are you protected?"

I know what he is asking and briskly nod. "I can't get pregnant." No one needs to know all the nasty details.

He moves my hair aside and wraps his arms around me protectively. "Good, but I would gladly sink my cock into you and breed you every day of the week."

My whole body trembles from the profound depth of his words. My heart grows heavy knowing it can never happen.

All three hover so close our heavy breathing mingles along with our body heat. Between us a roaring heat blazes and when our gazes collide, I find the raw need inside me mirrored back.

"That is God's honest," Stefan admits, coming to stretch his large body out beside us.

"Do you want this, Stella?"

I lean into his touch when he cups the side of my face. "I'm here, aren't I?"

"We are going to take your virginity and we are doing it bare. None of us are pulling out until you are dripping with our seed." The finality in his tone sends my libido into a tailspin.

"What do you need to hear from me? A yes? You have it. You have me."

Adrian pushes me forward, and I lay my head on Emilio's chest. I turn just a little and watch him dip his head and lick his tongue over my dripping slit.

I cry out and inhale sharply, my nails digging into the taut flesh of Emilio's broad chest.

Adrian's arrogant smile makes my insides quiver with anticipation for when it's his turn. It says the man will fuck me so hard I won't be able to walk for a week. Holding his gaze, I reach back with both of my hands and spread myself wide for him. It's the only other way I know of showing them I'm ready.

"God, help me. You're too damn beautiful to be ruined by the likes of us," Adrian husks. "Inside and out. We don't deserve you."

"Look at us, Stella." Stefan strokes the tip of his thumb down the slope of my cheek and holds me steady for Emilio to kiss my lips before he takes one for himself.

"Watch your daddies, Stella. Watch us take care of our girl and give her everything she needs." Emilio points to the mirror as his friend rolls me to my back.

I watch as Stefan takes his cock in hand at my side. Between my legs Adrian strokes the heavy length, forcing pre-cum to the tip.

"Don't look away," Emilio coos gently. "Watch as we take you. You'll remember this moment and when you take another man between your legs, you'll dream about us. We are going to ruin that beautiful pussy for anyone who comes after us. And you're going to watch it happen. Don't look away."

"I can't look away. Not even if I wanted to."

"Give it to her," Emilio roughs out, his arms turning into chains locking me to him.

Adrian smears my folds with his pre-cum first and then Stefan does the same. Is it crazy to feel marked? Because it's exactly what I see in his eyes when Stefan's cloudy blue eyes meet my green ones.

"Mine," he growls in my ear. "I want your virgin blood on my cock. We all do."

The sexiest fucking thing ever.

"Ahh." My lips fall open when Adrian places the head of his thick shaft at my virgin entrance. Emilio reaches down and holds my folds wide.

I'm mesmerized by the way my body stretches over the head of this man's cock. One inch at a time Adrian eases into my virgin channel and he doesn't stop until he hits a barrier.

I tremble the more my body stretches to accommodate his thickness. I shake my head and force myself past the tinge of pain.

"There's no way through without the pain. Are you with us?" Stefan asks gently. His hand caresses every inch of my body like he can erase anything with only his touch.

I nod. "I am."

"I am, what, little flower?"

My heart hammers wildly. Can I say it?