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They were sexy as hell, bodies tight with muscles and cocks fucking glorious. Brock was long and slightly curved, Tate had enough girth I knew it would stretch me in the best way, and Elias's curved upward, giving me the slight glint of something shining under his cock. Was he pierced?

Oh hell, I wanted to explore that with my tongue. This time, it was my turn to move toward Elias and drop to my knees.

"Change of plans," I warned him as I wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock, giving him a slight pump before guiding him to my lips.

"I approve," he said breathlessly, hand digging in my pink locks as he pushed past my lips. My tongue flickered over the slit, tasting his salty precum on my tongue before feeling the brush of the cold metal against my tongue.

It was one stud, just below the head on the underside of his cock. He let out a gasp as I gave it extra attention, pulling off and shifting so I could explore every inch of him.

"Move to the couch," Brock ordered Elias, guiding him back and shoving him down. I followed, only letting him out of my grip for a moment until he sat before following him on my hands and knees. I took him back into my mouth with a satisfied hum that had him bucking into me.

"Shit, she's too good at this," he protested as he rocked into my mouth.

"Princess, up," Brock ordered as he moved to his knees behind me, moving my knees further apart so he could dip his hands into my dripping pussy. "She fucking loves this. So needy for us, aren't you, Macy? You going to let us fuck you until you can barely speak?"

"Yes," I answered, the words garbled by the cock I was letting fuck my mouth. He laughed but Elias let out another groan, picking up the pace and taking over now. He had me gagging around him but I did my best to relax my throat and take all of him.

"Stop, I'm going to come," Elias warned. His voice cracked as I hollowed my cheeks, giving back as good as he was giving. I wasn't going to let him back away now. His hands pulled hard enough at my hair I hissed around him, tears stinging my eyes. His hot cum hit the back of my throat as he shuddered under me. I swallowed him down as I slowly backed away, cleaning him as I went, before popping off of him.

"Condom?" Brock questioned. He teased the tip of his cock over my swollen pussy, making it hard to answer. The truth was I hadn't had sex with Luke in a long time and I was already on birth control. I wanted nothing between us.

"No, I'm on birth control and got checked, I'm safe," I promised.

"We got tested when we decided you were ours," he admitted with a groan. "Fuck, this is going to be so good."

My head rested on Elias's thigh, trying to keep my breathing under control as Brock finally slid home. When I didn't see Tate, I flipped my head the other way, eyes locking onto him. He stood to the side, hand stroking himself slowly, squeezing as he reached the base each time to keep himself in check.

I did that to him. My body was the reason he was turned on enough to struggle with control.

The corner of his mouth tipped up as I watched and he finally stopped fighting it, his speed picking up as he stepped closer. I couldn't look away, mesmerized by the sight of this strong giant losing himself at the sight of me. He stroked and shuddered as pleasure threatened to take him over.

My body rocked as Brock fucked me. Strong hands kneaded my ass in a bruising grip.

"Fuck, I can't wait to get my tongue back here," he teased, sliding his fingers down my spine and between my cheeks, teasing over my hole. I whimpered as he pressed against it, pussy clenching in response. He groaned, letting go to grip my hips and keep me in place as he fucked me harder, shifting me slightly to hit even deeper. "Yes, princess, you feel so fucking good."

"She does," Elias agreed. His hands moved my hair aside, stroking me gently in a comforting move that had me leaning even more into him.

Tate made a choked sound and his entire body tensed as he came, his cum hitting me on the back. It was so fucking sexy, I couldn't hold back. Brock had shifted, hitting me in a spot that already had me bracing for my next orgasm. Now I couldn't hold back, coming along with Tate and crying out his name, not caring if the others were bothered by it.

"Baby," he murmured reverently, eyes softening as he watched me fall apart for his lover.

"Next time, I'm fucking you both," Brock promised, fingers trailing over the cum on my back and marking me with it. Fuck, I didn't think this could get any better but the feral, possessive way they were fucking me was ruining me for anyone else ever again.

"Good," Tate growled. "You're ours."

Shit, my filter had apparently broken as well. Elias laughed and to punish him, I wrapped my hands around his already hardening cock again, stroking him teasingly as Brock groaned, hands bruising as he slammed into me twice more then filled me with his cum.

"There's no going back now, princess."

ChapterThirteen

Macy

Hands trailed over my body, stirring me from sleep. My eyes blinked open as they parted my legs, settling between them.

"I'm going to fuck you, Macy," Tate said. "I can't wait anymore."

The sun was spilling in the room, haloing around him and making the man look like a literal god. I wrapped my feet around him and urged him to take me. He sank into me with a moan, the stretch burning for a moment but he held still, giving my body time to adjust to his size.

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