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“Just give me one more.” He slams into me, his cock hitting the perfect spot inside me, the feeling amplified by the vibrations in my ass. “Come for me one more time.”
My body is trembling, and I can barely breathe. Cal’s eyes are locked on my breasts as they bounce with every thrust. There’s something so satisfying about the way they stare at me with that ravenous look in their eyes. And now, it shoves me over the edge into the most mind-numbing, powerful orgasm yet.
My screams fill the room, almost completely drowning out Cal’s breathless moan as he comes. His movements slow, and he drops the rose, not even bothering to turn it off.
“Thelia,” Cal groans. “Oh my fucking god.”
Tugging at my restraints, I whimper again. I want to hold him in my arms while he comes down from the high, but I can’t.
Still inside me, Cal collapses on top of me. His lips meet mine, moving sloppily as he catches his breath. Warmth floods me at his moan as I slide my tongue into his mouth.
“Fuck,” Cal grunts, finally pulling out of me. “That damn plug.” He moves to turn it off, but Wes stops him.
“Keep it on. I want to feel it while I fuck her.”
While Cal climbs off the bed, Wes frees my wrists. He rubs them gently before lifting me into his arms and settling on the bed. With his back to the headboard, he positions me on his lap so I’m straddling him.
Cal’s cum drips onto Wes’s cock as I lower myself onto it. Heat sparks in Wes’s eyes at the sight, which takes me by surprise—I didn’t think he’d be into something like that.
As I sink down, I can feel myself stretching around him as my body works to accommodate his size. He lets me take my time, and I run my fingers through his slightly damp hair.
“Perfect fit,” he murmurs once I’ve taken all of him in. “You feel so good, my soul.”
“Wes,” I groan as I begin moving up and down. Lowering my gaze, I watch his cock slide in and out of me. I didn’t think I’d be able to come again, but this angle is perfect.
Cupping my breasts with his hands, Wes dips his head down and captures one of my nipples in his mouth. He sucks it while rolling the other one in between his thumb and forefinger. It makes me gasp. Tiny explosions go off underneath my skin, detonated by his fingers and tongue.
I slip one hand in between my legs and gently massage my swollen clit. It’s extra sensitive given how much Cal used the rose, but it still feels good.
“Fuck,” Wes groans. He grabs onto my hips and thrusts up into me. “Those damn vibrations.”
“They feel fantastic, don’t they?” Cal says.
“We’re doing this to you more often,” Wes tells me before going back to sucking on my nipples.
I keep working up and down his dick, feeling myself getting closer and closer to another orgasm. But right as I’m about to come, Wes rips my hand away so I can’t rub my clit.
“Wes! What—”
“We come together,” he growls. “Keep yourself on the edge, but don’t let yourself come until I tell you to.”
With a whimper, I nod and go back to stroking my clit. I keep my touch light, trying to do what he says, but I don’t think I can last for much longer.
Thankfully, the vibrations must heighten everything for Wes because he comes faster than he normally does. Just before, he nods, giving me permission to fall with him. Rubbing my clit harder, I release all the built-up tension inside me. My orgasm feels like an explosion inside my body that only gets more intense as Wes pumps into me. It practically knocks the life out of me, and after the first wave, my body slumps into Wes’s.
He wraps his arms around me, slowly sliding in and out of me one last time before he shudders. I can feel the heat of his cum joining Cal’s, and it satisfies something within me I didn’t even realize I was craving.
“Such a good girl,” Wes murmurs in my ear. Pulling back, he takes my right hand and turns it so he can see the inside of my wrist. A month-old tattoo sits there now, with the initialsW.C.K.Mere days after I came back, we settled on a design, and they all took me to a shop to get it done.
Gently, Wes presses a kiss to the initials. “I’ll never stop being grateful that we have you again, my soul.”
I smile down at him. “Always.”
Cal and Kellan climb back onto the bed, and the three of them shower me with kisses. Now, they always make sure I know that I’m loved and appreciated after the intense pain and degradation they put me through.
Relaxing, I lean into them, kissing each of them back. Our relationship may be unconventional to some and fucked up to others, but it works for us. We fought—against each otherandoutside forces—to get to where we are now. I belong to them in a way I never thought possible. They have a hold on my fuckingsoul,and I have theirs, too.
And we’re never, ever letting each other go again.
THE END.
