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Instantly, her body became a feverish burden. She grew restless. Anxious. She needed them to touch her. To let her know she was theirs.
“Please,” she begged, as they entered the room. She then held her breath as they removed their clothing. At the sight of their fully erect cocks, her mouth started to ache for them.
She had the hardest time sitting still while she waited for them to come to her.
And finally, when they threaded their fingers through her hair and opened her mouth with their fingers, she sighed in complete and utter bliss. Everything was going to be okay.
Her first taste of their cocks was the most reverent divine thing she had ever experienced. It was the most sublime thing she had done. The most incredible. The most empowering.
She did what she always wanted to do. She traced the tip of her tongue down Keaton’s magnificent cock and slid over to Beckett’s. She followed a similar vein on his equally magnificent cock, all the way up before she dragged her tongue to Aston’s hardness.
Her tongue forged a map across their three cocks, all so enthralling, so powerful. It was a map that led to her body, heart, and soul.
She grew wetter when they wiped her tears with their thumb and then swept it over their cocks for her to lick.
“No more sad tears,” they all three instructed her.
“Now open your mouth for us, sweetheart.”
“There isn’t going to be a part of you that won’t be branded with our touch. Not your mouth, your throat, your gorgeous fucking breast, your sweet, sweet pussy. Your perfect tiny little asshole.”
She couldn’t help it, she purred around their cocks as she sucked and licked and kissed them until her jaw ached. Not until the only tears she cried were ones from when she gagged as she tried to take them deeper into her throat. The only tears they approved of.
Her body somersaulted in all directions. There wasn’t a part of her that she didn’t want to be touched by them and as daunting as it was, she wanted to give them her forbidden hole; nothing would stop her otherwise.
“You ready, sweetheart? You ready for us to claim you as our, all three of ours?”
“Yes.”
“You know it means we will take your ass and share it amongst the three of us?”
“Yes,” she said breathlessly. “Please don’t make me wait. I need to feel you inside me.”
Rayne was scooped up from the floor and placed over a chair on her hands and knees again.
She had already eyed the tub of organic coconut oil Aston had brought in from the kitchen before all this.
She clenched her fists, and already her body tensed up. But the instant Keaton left a resounding slap on her ass, she forgot to remain rigid as she wailed under the searing sting.
Her eyes closed as they trailed their fingers all over her body. Murmuring how stunning she was, touching her here and there and talking softly between them about how responsive she was, how prettily she turned pink, and so quickly.
Her thighs quivered as they trailed upward, slowly, then dipped into her pussy. Dear heaven. She was never going to get enough of their touch.
She turned a full red when Aston ordered her to leak her cum onto his palm, while Beckett started to spank her ass and Keaton placed a blob of cold coconut oil in her ass hole, then watched her melt it in an instant.
She moaned, purred, hissed, and begged as Keaton and Beckett alternated between spanking her and massaging the oil into her asshole, each time going a knuckle deeper into her. She couldn’t explain the sensation of being touched there. She found she both hated and loved the stress it created. Part of her wanted to shy away from it; the other part of her wanted them to drive their cocks into her, all three of them, so she could experience the pinnacle of her love. Through it all, her pussy dripped nonstop onto the open palm of Aston’s hand.
Her thoughts made her restless. Her frustration grew. She wanted them to do things to her right that minute.
When Aston came around and held out the palm of his hand for her, she shuddered with mortification and more arousal. The cycle seemed to run concurrently. Over and over. Her body’s uninhibited response to them made her shy but also made her wetter.
“Drink,” Aston ordered her. She obeyed his instruction, including the one not to swallow until he instructed otherwise. Calm, and reasonable Aston did not need to add there would be consequences if she messed up. She was suddenly certain he would withhold her orgasms. The thought scared her so she nodded enthusiastically.
“If you want us to stop, tap our thighs; you got that, sweetheart?”
She nodded again. It was going to happen.
And now she knew exactly why Becket had made her keep her juices in her mouth because her attention was so divided that she should spill it; she didn’t feel the complete and utter pain of having Keaton slip his cock into her ass.
