“I’ll give you more, sweetness. I’ll give you everything,” Kieran promises. “But first, I’ll give you Adrian’s cock.”
His long fingers reach between our bodies, parting my pussy lips and rubbing my already-throbbing clit.
“That feels so good,” I say through gritted teeth. “I love feeling you both like this.”
“Bet you’d enjoy having all three of us inside you at the same time, dirty girl.”
I gasp at Kieran’s words at the same time as Adrian’s breath catches in his throat.
“Is that a possibility?” I ask, turning my head to look at Marcus for approval. His arms are spread over the edge of the hot tub, his hands sporting claws.
“Only if you’re a good cub and prove you can take it,” he rumbles.
“I’ll be the best cub you can imagine,” I vow solemnly even as I tremble from the sensations between my legs. Kieran laughs above me, though it sounds a bit strained. His fingers move lower, searching for my entrance.
“You’re so warm here,” he breathes into my hair. “I can’t wait to be inside you again.”
“Me first,” Adrian says, finally speaking again. “I haven’t come inside our girl yet. My bear is snarling for me to mark my territory, to claim her as mine.”
“Ours,” Marcus corrects quietly, though his voice always carries. “Goldie is our girl. Now and forever.”
My eyes mist up, but just then, Kieran’s long finger breaches me, and I forget about the soft emotions welling in my chest. I need to be fucked, and I need it now.
“More, please. Give me more, Kieran.”
“Two fingers,” Marcus commands from where he sits, like a king positioning his troops in battle.
“Yes, sir,” Kieran says with relish. His finger briefly leaves me, and when it returns, it’s not alone.
“Thank you, Daddy,” I whimper, egging Marcus on. I need him to lose control, grab my hair, drag me onto his dick.
“Is she ready to take Adrian, Kieran?”
“Yeah. I think she’s ready.” Kieran slaps the side of my ass. “Up.”
I gladly obey, lifting enough for him to position Adrian’s cock at my entrance. I look into my polar bear’s eyes. They’re needy, anguished, hazy with pleasure. With one swift move, I impale myself, taking him all the way to the root, the piercings dragging over sensitive nerves.
“Fuck,” he hisses. “Feels so fucking good.”
“She’s amazing, isn’t she?” Kieran praises from behind me. His hands are on my hips, guiding my movements as I rock on Adrian’s lap, riding him.
“Here,” I hear Marcus murmur over the sounds of a bottle cap opening. “Prepare her ass for you.”
I freeze, my hands clenching on Adrian’s shoulders.
“I… I’ve never done that,” I admit. “I’m not sure I can?—”
“You can and you will, cub,” Marcus says. He finally moves from the tub’s edge and sits near me. “You were made for us. You know that, right?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I breathe.
“Good girl.”
I feel Kieran’s hands on my ass as he spreads my cheeks, then his finger on the tight hole, covered in a slippery substance.
“Relax for me,” he says gently.
My body instantly obeys, like I really am made for them.
