21. Malcom

Jett kissed her, and when he pulled away and slipped out of her body, I knew the three of us were looking at the same thing.

His seed spilled from her pussy.

I should have been pissed.

We had talked about what to do and what not do. We'd agreed a game plan, but for the first time in my life, I didn't care about a goddamn plan. She was it. She was ours. And all I wanted to do was fill her to the brim, too.

Have the three of us cream her and watch our seed spill from the heaven that lay between her thighs.

I glanced at my best friends, and Jet nodded, moving out of the way. I took his spot and kissed her legs, her kneecaps, making my way up her thighs and torso. She whimpered softly as my mouth found those pretty nipples of hers and Casey joined me on the other side.

"Sit up, beautiful," he murmured, and when she did, I got settled in the middle of the bed.

"Come ride, daddy," I instructed. She crawled over. I could tell by the sleepy look on her eyes her two orgasms had worn her out, but it was my turn, and I was too much of a selfish asshole to let her rest.

I needed to make her come again.

I needed to feel her milk me and empty my balls.

"Such a good girl, climbing up on her daddy," I praised, kissing her cheek.

"Mal—"

"Shh, I'm bigger than Jett." I wasn't gloating, just gently telling her the truth. Her eyes widened when she looked between us. Her hands glided up and down my shaft, and I grunted. Moving my hips up and down in tandem with her touch.

"Just like that." I swallowed. "I'm bigger, so I want you on top this time."

"Okay, Daddy." She shifted and lined us up.

"Go slow," I warned, but she didn't listen. No, our little brat sunk down on my cock in one full, long stroke. "So fucking good," I groaned as my head dug into the pillow, my eyes shut tight. "Ride me, baby girl. Ride your daddy."

"Mal, yes!" she hissed. Quickly, she found her rhythm. Up and down, grinding and rolling her hips.

Jesus Christ, this was how I wanted to die.

With her on my cock, that tight little creamy pussy working my dick like her own toy. Using me to find her own pleasure while she milked me so damn well, I thought I was going to lose consciousness. The sight of her was mouthwatering.

"Feed me your tit," I roughly demanded. Her small hand cupped her tits, brushing her own nipples with the pads of her thumbs. "Rosa," I sternly warned. Our little flower leaned forward, and I moved up to wrap my lips around the puckered flesh.

"Oh!" she gasped. "So good! Daddy, don't stop," she purred, and I felt the bed shift.

"Fuck this. I can't wait," Casey huffed. When our eyes connected, I nodded. I never stopped the attention I gave her tit. Silently, we looked at Jett, who was already hard again. He moved, and without having to say a word, the three of us agreed.

We'd wanted to take it slow, but she was ready for the three of us.

The mattress shifted as Casey and Jett moved around us and found their positions, but she didn't notice. Her eyes were focused on me. Casey touched her back, and she looked over her shoulder. Their lips connected. Watching them kiss as she squeezed around my cock had me on edge, and I was about to embarrass myself. They pulled away, and Jett was there next to me, kissing her as her hips worked their magic. Up and down.

The three of us as close as possible about to make the four of us one.

"Lean on my, baby," I whispered when they stopped kissing and she lay down on me. "Still for us. Casey needs that ass, and you're going to give it to him."

"Yes, Daddy," she gasped and then purred. Her head buried into the crook of my neck. Casey worked her untouched hole. He fingered it, and I felt the cool liquid drip onto my shaft. It mingled and mixed with her natural juices.

"Kiss me, baby," I urged gently while I stroked our girl's spine.

"Kiss Malcom, princess," Jett added, and she lifted her head and kissed me. I felt her tighten around me when Casey breached her back hole. "Breathe, baby girl, breathe for us," Jett soothed, tenderly caressing her body. His hands cupped her breasts and stroked her shoulders.

"Shit." Casey sounded like he was about to explode. "So fucking tight. Jesus, I can't… goddamn," he panted, and when our eyes connected, we started to work together. Slowly at first, but Rosa was made for us.

She quickly adjusted to the two of us, and before I knew it. I was lying flat on the bed while Jett kneel-squatted next to us as he started to feed her his dick between her lips.

"Such a cock-hungry little girl," Casey grunted. "Fucking hell. Take us. Shit, I'm close." My hands moved between us, and I started to rub her clit. She cried out, and I felt her getting closer and closer to the edge.

"She's close!" Casey strained. "Keep doing that, Mal."

"Fuck, yes." My hand moved faster, and she moaned around Jett's dick. "Going to come," I warned. Jett's dick popped out of her mouth, and our lips found one another. In a matter of seconds, I lost control. Almost simultaneously, she came around me. Our lips locked, tongues thrashed, and teeth scraped.

She cried out, and when her mouth left mine, she turned to kiss Casey. All while keeping me deeply seated in her body. His thrusts picked up space as he fucked her ass harder and harder until his body tightened, and fuck me, hers did, too. His orgasm had her coming again, and when she panted for air, she turned to look at Jett.

I didn't blink, too afraid I'd miss something.

I watched our beautiful perfect girl stick her tongue out, and without missing a beat, Jett stroked his cock to a quick completion and coated her pretty face with his release.

And just like that, we had broken the seal.

My head hit the pillow. Jett moved and wiped his cum off her face, feeding her his spent before she lay down on my chest. I held her tight and felt her her body stiffen when Casey slipped out of her ass, and I kissed her forehead.

"Goddamn, baby. Jesus, you did so good, Rosa. So fucking good, baby girl," I praised, "Did you like that?" She nodded against my chest.

Case and Jett moved around us, making sure to clean her up before we all got comfortable in bed, taking turns to cuddle with her in our arms.

She was quiet. I'd expected that.

We'd done a lot, and she'd come many times.

"What happens now?" she asked, breaking the silence between us. She was tucked into Casey, her back against his front as I lay next to them looking at her, and Jett was at the foot of the bed, stroking her legs and feet.

"What do you want to happen?" Casey asked, pressing his lips to her shoulder. She didn't look away from me as she chewed on her lip.

"Daddy asked you a question, baby girl."

"I think I should quit," she whispered. The room went silent. Soft music played from the sound system, but I couldn't make a word of it.

"What?" I croaked, breaking the deafening silence in the room.

"I don't think I should work for you guys anymore."

"You're right," Jett murmured, and I frowned, shooting him a look. "What? She's ours."

"Jett," Casey warned, and she blinked.

"Am I, though? I don't know what this…" She licked her lips, and I was done trying to be good and not the pushing, bossy asshole I was used to being.

"Your ours," I stated like it was law.

"Have you guys done this before?" I glanced around at the men who had always had each other"s backs. Jett cleared his throat.

"We've shared women, but it"s never been what it is with you."

"What is it with me?" she repeated cautiously.

"Real." There was no hesitation in his answer. "You're the real deal, princess," Jett shared calmly and easily.

"Your ours. We want you. We love you," I expanded, and she blinked.

"Love…" She glanced over her shoulder, and Casey smiled with a warm gaze.

"Love," he confirmed.

"All of you?" She looked at Jett and then me. We both nodded, and her lips wobbled. I frowned and cupped her face.

"Rosa?"

"I love you guys, too." She crumbled, and my arms wrapped around her.

The three of us surrounded and held on to her until she calmed down.

"I'm sorry. I'm…" She shook her head. "I didn't think this could, I mean, can this really happen?"

"We want you. We want the four of us together."

"But even out in public?"

"Yes. We're not ashamed of us. Are you?"

"No," she answered. "I want this. I don't care what anyone thinks, but I'm not the one who has anything to lose."

"Work is nowhere as important to us as you are," Casey murmured, and Jett and I grunted in agreement.

"What about what your sister thinks?" Jett asked.

"Or your niece and nephew?" I added. She looked around at us, and her eyes widened, surprised with how serious our concern was.

They mattered to her. They were her family. Their approval meant a lot. But our girl surprised us as her eyes softened and a sweet smile played on her lips.

"They're going to love you guys," she whispered, "almost as much as I love you three." She kissed each one of us slowly.

First me, then Casey, then Jett.

Each moment unrushed and languid.

Before we knew it, we were each taking turns worshipping her body, her cries of pleasure our new favorite song. And we didn't leave Room One- Fourteen until late Sunday night.

And even then, when we returned home and into our new space, she came back home with us. After our first time at Club Sin, there wasn't a night she didn't spend it next to one of us or all three.

And life was fucking great.