Alyssa
I wake up enveloped in warmth and a simmering need-a hot tongue between my thighs, hands teasing my breasts, and lips trailing fire along my neck.
"Nap time's over, kitten," King growls against my ear, his voice as husky as it is commanding. "You've got three hungry men to satisfy."
Peeking through heavy lashes, I see Niko devouring me while Mason's fingers pinch my nipples until they harden. The sight, the feel of them, overwhelms me with desire. Even though my body is sore from the last round, it doesn't take long before I'm falling apart under their touch.
Before I can catch my breath, Niko pulls me up and onto him as if I'm a rag doll. "Mace said he wanted to see how we fuck you together. Let's give him a show, sweet girl," he purrs in my ear.
My voice is still slightly husky with sleep as I exhale, "Okay."
I glance over to see Mason now sitting in a chair, his green eyes a darker shade of green, transfixed on us.
Niko easily works himself into me, his cock pressing against my sensitive walls, and I brace myself, knowing King will join in right alongside him. Suddenly, there's a warm, wet finger at my rear entrance, circling it slowly, teasingly.
"I think it's time I claimed this pretty ass," King purrs from behind me.
Tension rushes through me, stiffening my body. "I...I don't think I want that," I stammer, my voice tinged with unease.
I think Isaac's ruined that for me forever.
"I didn't ask what you fucking wanted, kitten," King's voice turns sharp and unyielding. "Unless you use your safeword, I do as I please."
My clit hammers in response, and I stay silent, curiosity and arousal rising through my anxiety.
King spreads my cheeks, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of warm, wet kisses to my puckered hole. I gasp, squirming against Niko, but his hold on my waist keeps me still. It doesn't necessarily feel bad, but I just can't stop myself from freaking out. I guess memories of my experience with Isaac still haunt me.
"You like how King's eating your ass, sweet girl?" Niko asks teasingly.
I blush. "Umm...I'm not sure."
A soft chuckle rumbles from him. "I think your pussy says differently. You're getting wetter."
He isn't wrong. I can feel myself soaking his cock, but I still can't seem to fully relax yet.
The sound of a cap popping breaks the quiet, and then cool liquid drizzles against my asshole. I gasp but still don't say anything, managing to keep my trust in place.
King slips a thick finger slowly inside, pushing past the tight ring of muscle. There's a dull burn, but it doesn't eclipse the strange, warming feeling building in its wake.
"Fuck, she's so tight," King growls, his finger working in and out of me with deliberate care. "But she's doing such a good job taking my finger. Aren't you, baby girl?"
A needy moan slips out in answer.
Okay, maybe it's a little easier when he's talking to me like this.
"Think you can handle one more?" King asks, his voice gentler now.
"Um...I-I don't know."
"Let's find out." Another finger stretches me open. The pressure intensifies, and I let out a loud whine, my boundaries still not pushed far enough to use my safeword.
"Shh, it's okay, baby," Niko murmurs, kissing me softly. His fingers flex on my hips, like he's almost in pain not being able to move, but he's patiently waiting for King to prep me.
"That's it, kitten," King praises, moving his fingers just a little bit faster. "Just relax. Let yourself feel it."
Niko groans. ""I think she's ready. She's so goddamn wet."
"Then hold her still."
Niko tightens his hold on me as King presses his thick cock against my back entrance. "It's going to hurt, but I know you can handle it," he whispers against the shell of my ear. Panic spikes, and I turn around, my eyes pleading.
"King-"
"Shh, you're okay," Niko soothes, his fingers brushing my cheek. "You know he'll take care of you, sweet girl. He's just righting a wrong. I mean, did it ever feel good with Isaac?"
I shake my head, my voice barely a whisper. "No. Nothing really felt good."
"Then let him show you how it's supposed to feel." Niko's words are soft, coaxing.
"But-"
King slowly pushes into me, cutting off whatever I was about to say. A strangled sound escapes me as my body clamps down involuntarily, trying to reject the invasion.
"Niko, fuck her," King orders through clenched teeth. "Her stubborn asshole isn't cooperating." Niko obliges, his thrusts picking up as King sinks the rest of the way in, his hips pressed right up against my ass. Somehow, the pain blends with sharp waves of pleasure, so intense I can hardly stand it.
But if I can take both of them in my pussy at the same time, I can do this too.
I want to do this. Not only for them, but to actually enjoy anal sex for once.
Even if I feel way too fucking full right now.
"What do you think, Mace?" Niko asks breathlessly.
Mason, still seated, watches with his hand firmly gripping his hard length. "It's...pretty fucking hot." He groans, brushing his thumb over his pierced head. "Might just give it a try next time."
All three of them inside me at once? The thought sends a hot thrill through me.
King chuckles, his laugh low and dark. "I think our girl likes that idea. Did you feel her clench too, slut?"
"Yeah, it almost made me spill my fucking load."
King's fingers thread through my hair, tightening at the base of my skull. He gently tugs my head back, his teeth grazing against my neck. "You hear that, baby? He's close. You want both of us filling you up, don't you?"
"Yes," I gasp, moans pouring out like rain as they start pounding into me. My gaze falls on Mason, still watching, alone. The sight tugs at my heart. I want him closer, all three of them involved somehow.
"Mace...kiss me," I manage to say through my sounds of pleasure.
His gaze softens, and he rises, stepping over. His mouth covers mine in a warm, grounding kiss. I reach out, my hand wrapping around his cock, stroking him in sync with their movements. A shudder wracks through him, his kiss growing fiercer, pulling a groan from deep in his chest.
"Fuck, I'm going to come," Niko warns.
King's voice, rough and ragged, fills my ears. "Beg us to fill your holes, kitten. I need to hear how much you need it."
I break the kiss with Mace, nipping gently at his lips. "Please," I whimper, my core coiling with the need to climax. "All of you. I need you to fucking come for me. Now."
A chorus of groans fills the room as King and Niko both drive into me harder, chasing their release. Mason thrusts into my grasp, his head falling back as he lets go. One by one, they come undone around me, each raw, masculine sound sending a new wave of pleasure through me until I'm spiraling towards my own climax.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I shout, my body shuddering as it surrenders to the overwhelming pleasure. My vision blurs, and when I finally catch my breath, Niko's lapping Mason's cum from my hand.
He glances up at Mason, who stares in shock. "Sorry, man. What can I say? I love the taste of cum."
Mason's cheeks turn red, but he only chuckles. "Uh, that's...okay."
King rises, heading to the bathroom to run me a bath, while Niko strokes my hair softly. Mason sits beside us, his fingers tracing lazy patterns up and down my spine. I truly feel like a goddess when they take such good care of me like this.
"You okay?" Niko murmurs.
I sigh in contentment, the feeling so deep I just want to go back to sleep, even if my body feels like I've been run over by a herd of bulls. "Yeah...but I think I'm going to need a wheelchair tomorrow."
Niko and Mason laugh. "Imagine having to explain that to Gray," Mason replies, rare amusement in his voice. "He'd really kill King then."
"Well, I'm glad he's taking all the blame," Niko murmurs, his mouth latching onto my neck and likely leaving a dark mark. "Lets me get away with stuff like this."
Just as he's about to move to a different spot, King reenters the room. He's still gloriously naked as he lifts me into his arms, carrying me to the bathroom like I can't walk there myself.
Shit, I probably can't right now. I really might need a wheelchair.
He lowers me gently into the warm water, just the right temperature to ease every lingering ache.
"Thank you," I say quietly, gazing up at him, my heart swelling with love.
He leans down, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead. "Don't fall asleep, kitten. I'll be back in a few minutes to check on you."
As he turns to leave, a thought stirs. I need more of him.
Not just my dominant King-the one who's gentle only for me.
I've never really been into romance, not when Isaac constantly love-bombed me, but in this moment, I want King's arms around me.
Barely above a whisper, I call out to him. "Wait...King."
He stops, meeting my eyes with a hum of curiosity.
"Get in here with me. Please."