Chapter 12

I'm not the sadist in our little trio of friends. That's Hudson's jam. But I'll never deny the electric zip of gratification at knowing she's bound by my hand. The two of them are busy staring at the wonder of her all trussed up on the bed. I climb onto the mattress, my knees even with her torso, and lean low to run my tongue along the ruby red Cupid's bow of her mouth. She parts her lips on a sweet little sigh, and I lick inside to tangle our tongues together.

"How is everything about you is so unbearably sweet?" My question is sincere. She tastes like candy and sex.

"I think you're the only one who would think that about me," she whispers.

I'm well aware Asher and Hudson are climbing onto the bed with us, but this moment feels like a bubble for just Talissa and me. Her eyes meet mine, searching for something I hope she finds.

"Oh, precious girl. You're such a treasure. You have no idea how long I've looked for a woman exactly like you," I assure her, desperate for her to understand how quickly I'm falling for her.

"That's the sex talking. You don't even know me," she protests.

"Can't be the sex when we haven't had it yet. Not sure if you've noticed given the number of times we've made you come, but we're all fully dressed."

"Speak for yourself, my guy. You've been distracted while we've been busy," Hudson gloats.

I crane my neck to look over my shoulder, and sure enough, the two of them are buck-ass naked and kneeling at either side of Talissa's legs. I'm the only one still wearing clothes. An easy fix.

"Why am I not surprised to see you two racing to the finish line. No patience. I expect this from Hudson, but Ash? Man. Not cool." I get it, though.

My dick is pounding an unrelenting drumbeat with every hammer of my heart. My pants are the only thing keeping me from rushing headlong into Talissa's sex-personified body. Now that I've had a taste of her mouth, I don't mind stepping back from the bed to drop my clothes and catch up to Asher and Hudson.

Depraved as it may be, I'm desperate to be the last one in her. To push my cock through their cum to bottom out inside her, blasting their spunk away from her cervix with my own. Leaving myself deep inside her cunt after they've emptied themselves in there first. Caveman of me, perhaps, to be less interested in being the first and more focused on being the one to bathe her in my seed. It's fine. I'll take the label and claim it.

I stand and strip while Asher and Hudson descend on her like starving men delivered a feast. Lewd groans and breathy sighs break the silence. Even as her back bows at the pleasure and her toes curl, Talissa keeps her eyes on me.

"Please," she mouths silently, "come back."

With two men working her over, she still wants me. I could try to deny the ego stroke from that, but it would be a lie. Asher holds her right knee to the bed while Hudson repositions himself to kneel between her thighs. The hungry way his gaze bounces from her pussy to our buddy's cock is mesmerizing.

Hudson's dick bounces in time with his heartbeat, lust making him so hard his tip points at the ceiling. Streaks of cloudy precum trace lines along the purplish-blue veins down his shaft. I pluck at Talissa's nipples while she smiles at me, her attention bouncing to the two of them and back to me, silently demanding I take note of the way they want each other.

"You wanna watch or help him out?" I ask Asher. Obviously, the two of them are waiting for some sort of cosmic intervention before they walk off the ledge and give in to the attraction I don't know if they've ever acknowledged.

Not that I have, either. I mean, sure, I've objectively made note of the fact the three of us are good-looking men. I'd even contemplated whether any of us would hook up, but so far, it had always seemed improbable. To my knowledge, we're straight and dominant. Even if we ignore the less than straight pining looks flying between us tonight, the dominant thing is barrier.

Unless… Unless Talissa between us with her perfect submission can provide the outlet for our primal need to battle for supremacy and power.

"Should I?" Asher's question dangles in the sea of sharp panting breaths and Talissa's needy mewls.

"I've never… Oh fuck…. Fucking do it," Hud growls. His hips jerk forward into empty air while his hands fist at his hips. Asher takes him in hand, masculine fingers clenching around Hud's thick shaft for the first time.

"Oh fuuuuu—" His groan is strangled when I quickly shift over Talissa's tied up body to snatch him by the throat.

"Don't you dare come in his hand. You come inside her juicy little cunt or not at all." I want every drop of his and Asher's jizz flooding that sopping wet snatch before I plow into it.

Hudson narrows his eyes at me, war raging in them before lust blows his pupils so wide it's impossible to see the whiskey brown of his irises. I don't know what Asher's doing to him. I refuse to break the staring battle Hudson and I are waging. But it must be good, because his whole body shakes violently.

"I got you, brother. Breathe deep. Rein it in." Asher's hypnotic encouragement pulls Hudson back from the edge.

I finally look down between us all to watch Asher stroke firmly up and down Hudson's cock. Once, twice, a third time, he rocks his palm over Hud's tip, then on the downstroke, he angles him to where Talissa's lower lips part to reveal her entrance.

"Fuck our girl, Hudson. Pump her full of you, so Ash can have a turn. Then me. Right, precious girl? You want to be full to bursting with our cum?"

Her nod is permission. Absolution. Maybe, in the future, the three of us will battle to be the toppiest top. But not tonight. Tonight is for pleasure. For sharing. For milking our sweet little hucow and making her come as many times as humanly possible.

I'll figure out the math of this polycule later. When I'm less cum drunk. In the morning. In the meantime, this moment is like living in the greatest moment humanly possible. Hudson's guiding Asher's cock into Talissa's body while she trembles and stretches around his girth. There can be no sexier sight than this.

"Not gonna last long," Hudson gusts on a groan when his pelvis meets hers, and he's bottomed out inside.

"I got you, man." Asher's hand goes back between the two of them to strum at Talissa's clit. Her whimpering and writhing is enough to send my best friend flying. Watching his hips stutter and flex while he pounds through her orgasm and his own is nearly enough to send me flying right behind him.

Asher moves into place as Hudson slumps to Talissa's side and pushes himself deep before she has time to ride out her climax. She's had so many tonight it's a wonder she's not begging us to stop, but I get it. Her questionnaire made it clear she's been celibate since before she was her brother's surrogate, so she's got a lot of missed time to make up for.

I keep stroking her upper body and playing with those fabulous tits while he works her over. Hudson rolls to his side to kiss and nibble along her jaw and the curve of her ear. I can't hear what he whispers to her, but knowing, him it's gotta be filthy as fuck.

Finally, Asher finds his release in the middle of yet another of this magically responsive goddess' ecstasy. Unlike Hud, Asher moves backward to the foot of the bed and takes Talissa's ankles in his hands. Her flips her to her stomach and slides a pillow under her hips.

"How'd you know?" I can't help the question that bursts from me.

"It's no secret you're an ass man, brother," he says.

Talissa's muscles tense, but she doesn't object. Doesn't safe word. Irritation bleeds into this perfect moment.

"Color, Talissa," I check in. My voice is rough with the frustration I'm trying to mask. I may die of blue balls if she needs us to stop, but the alternative is unacceptable. I'd slit my own throat before I'd focus on my own pleasure and push her too far. One way or the other, she and I will have a serious conversation about using her safe words when she needs them.

"Y-ye-yellow, sir," she stammers.

"Good girl," I praise. My hands massage over her ass and lower back, rewarding her physically for her honesty.

"Now, tell me why. What do you need?"

"I haven't. It's been a long time. I don't know…" Her words tumble on top of one another, making no sense yet all the sense in the world. Poor girl, but I know what she's getting at.

"You thought I was going to raw dog your ass without prep? Precious girl, that would be a cruelty. I know anal is on the green flag list, but not tonight. Not our first time." My assurance has those muscles relaxing again, her supple body melting with trust that makes my chest tight with thankfulness.

"I'm sorry for assuming, Beck. Green then. I'm green, if I didn't ruin the mood completely," she says.

"You didn't ruin anything, perfect girl." And she didn't. Instead of sliding right into her sloppy mess of a cunt, I take my time to work her back into a frenzy with my fingers.

There's so much cum from the three of them orgasming. A mix of tangy honey from her pussy and their salty bitter spend. I bury my face between her cheeks, my nose pressing against the dark hole I promised I wouldn't fuck tonight. I lap at the mess made by the three of them and work my tongue against her hard little clit.

In no time at all, I have her back on the edge of yet another orgasm, and only then do I rise to my knees and push myself inside. She's coming before I finish the first stroke, and by the fifth time I bottom out against her cervix, so am I. My seed splashes against the firm entrance to her womb, displacing Hudson and Asher's.

For just a second, I envision breeding her just like this. Each of us unloading inside her, our seed racing against each other's to fertilize her hot little body. Impregnate her and keep her tits heavy with milk indefinitely. The image is so good the pleasure of it whites my vision, and I nut until my balls cramp from it.

Exhaustion slams into all of us with the force of a freight train. Though there are things yet to explore tonight, I barely get her wrists unlocked and rubbed down, while Asher and Hudson take care of cleaning us all up, before we pass out, all four of us in a tangle of sublimity I never knew was possible.