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Alistair keeps me steady as he slowly works his way into my ass an inch at a time before pulling out and pushing back in with slow, measured thrusts. But I don’t want it. I want all of him, I’m tired of slow. I want to be fucked hard and fast, to feel both of their huge dicks spearing me, so I push back, slamming down on his dick. We both groan, and his forehead comes down, resting against my sweaty back as he shivers behind me.

“Move,” I demand.

His lips kiss my skin again before his fingers dig into my hips, and he pulls out and plunges back in, gradually thrusting harder and harder, jostling me on Maddox’s cock until I’m fucking both of them. The fullness is almost too much, stretching my pussy and ass to the point of pain, but it only adds to the pleasure. The volatile mix makes me wild as I push back to meet his thrusts.

Maddox groans and raises his head so he can close his mouth around my jiggling nipple before it pops free, and then he drags his teeth along my breasts. As I’m pushed back and forth from the force of their fucking, his teeth catch my nipple, and I cry out, clenching around them both.

“I won’t last long,” Alistair rasps, slamming into my ass as Maddox starts to move, fucking in and out of my sopping wet cunt. “She’s too fucking hot, too tight, I want to fill her ass with my cum and watch it drip down her skin.”

“Shit, me either. She’s like a vise on my cock,” Maddox snarls. “Get in her mouth already.”

Rogan moves forward again as I turn my head, my mouth hollowed for him already. His hand tunnels into my hair, holding me still as he forces his huge cock between my lips. Grunting, he pulls out and slams back in. Not soft, no, he fucks my mouth like he did my pussy last night, forcing himself down my throat until I gag around him. Tears stream down my face, but it only urges him on, and he forces me to swallow him whole.

And I fucking love it.

All three of them are fucking me, filling every hole, and pummeling into me until I am nothing but a ball of pleasure. Fingers press against my pussy, and I realize Rogan is stroking down my pussy lips. He slides up and pinches my clit before gliding back down. “W-What—” I stutter around Rogan’s cock as he pushes two fingers into me along with Maddox’s cock.

Stretching me further.

It sends me over the edge again.

I scream my release around Rogan’s cock, my cries coming out muffled as my pussy and ass clench around the cocks inside them. They have to fight to thrust through my clenching channels before Alistair gives up, and I feel him spill inside my ass as he shouts. Rogan grunts, forcing himself down my throat, and comes hard, his muscles bulging with the force of it. I don’t even have to swallow, he’s so deep down my throat.

Maddox slams into me again alongside Rogan’s fingers, and with a roar, he fills me with his release. I pant and tremble between them, my eyes closed. Rogan pulls out of my mouth, and I drool across the sheets and my chin as Rogan falls back, breathing heavily with his arm across his face. Alistair pulls from my clinging ass, making me whimper, and I feel his cum dripping from me.

I’m sprawled across Maddox’s chest as his shaking arms lift me off his cock and sit me up, but I’m limp. He glares at me and lays me down where he was, slipping from the bed. I crack an eye and watch him with my ass up and my breasts pressed against the bed, hardly able to move. He disappears, and a second later, he comes back with something in his hand.

The bed dips as he climbs on and then drags my ass into the air, nudging open my sore thighs so my dripping pussy is exposed. Something cold presses against my core and my eyes fly wide open. “Maddox?” I squeak.

“It’s a monster dildo,” he tells me calmly, but I hear the edge of breathlessness in his voice from his own release. “I saw it on one of the videos you watched. It’s fifteen inches and has bumps and suckers all along it like a tentacle.”

I shake my head, my heart slamming as I remember the video he’s talking about. I can’t even comprehend how the fuck he knows what I’ve been watching. All I know is that there’s no way I can do this.

“I can’t,” I beg.

“You can,” he snarls and presses the tip inside me. It starts off slim and then gets thicker and thicker as he forces it into my body, pressing it inside my still fluttering channel. He sits back when I feel the thick, rubbery base pressing across my hole to keep it inside me. “Fuck it while we watch, pet. There are three of us, so you need another orgasm, one for each of us, but you rode us raw.”

My hands dig into the sheets before they are suddenly covered. I flip them over and look up. Rogan takes one hand, Alistair the other, and I glance over my shoulder to see there is a mirror at the end of the bed. They are watching my pussy with the huge dildo in it. Their eyes heating, their cocks hardening again.

Fuck.

I push back, gasping when it moves inside of me. The suckers on the dildo jostle and almost vibrate, hitting my G-spot over and over. So I push back again, fucking myself on it, arching my back in bliss. That slow burning pleasure surges through me again.

“That’s a good girl. Fuck yourself for us,” Rogan praises, and I moan at his excitement. I start slow, since my pussy is too sore to move much. My body is tired, but as those suckers work their magic, I shed that exhaustion and burn with desire to come again just like he ordered. I move faster and faster, watching their eyes as they observe me.

Their own personal show.

Arching my back more, I spread my legs to give them a better look. Their gazes and arousal make me more confident as I take the monster dildo, fucking it unashamedly as my cream and Maddox’s cum drips from my pussy and down my thighs. I close my eyes as I race toward my next orgasm. Every nerve is on fire, and my nipples ache, my clit throbs, and my ass burns…

Fuck.

I come with a scream, the orgasm hitting me so hard, my vision goes white and I fall forward. A moment later, warmth sprays across my ass and back, and another spurt hits my face. I open my eyes and see Rogan stroking his cock, the tip aimed at me. I turn my head to find Ali watching me with a smirk as Maddox grunts behind me.

“Shit, that was hot. We need more of those toys,” Maddox remarks. “Stay there.” He leaves me impaled on the toy and moves past the bed. I watch him stumble into the bathroom, then I hear the water running, and when he comes back, he cleans my back and ass in gentle strokes. When he’s done, he grips the dildo and slowly pulls it from my aching cunt, making me whimper, but he kisses it better before wiping my pussy and my face, ensuring I’m fresh and clean everywhere. Throwing the towel in the brand-new laundry chute, he climbs onto the bed, and they all scoot down to surround me.

I came so hard, I can’t walk, just like I demanded and they promised. I lie in a wet, panting mess in our new bed, relearning how to breathe, as their arms and legs wrap around me. Then I hear it—a bark. I lift my head, and there’s the sound of paws padding on the floor, then a moment later, Mischief bounds into the room and leaps onto the bed. I laugh and grab him as he licks my face and theirs.

That’s when I see the bow.

It’s a red Christmas bow with tiny Santas on it, but written in fancy gold calligraphy are three words.

Merry Christmas, Mommy.

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