Donovan caught his breath, lowered his thumb, and beckoned me with it, leading me closer. My mouth wide open, he held his thumb straight and caught the inside of my lip. Closing my eyes, I cocked my head back and whined with pleasure. “Keep that fucking mouth of yours open, lab girl,” he growled.
It turned me on to see the calmest, the nerdiest of the bunch, and the one who was probably most like me turn into an insatiable beast. He plunged his thumb deeper, moaning loudly as he pinched and felt the softness of my tongue. Again, he forced his hips forward, bucking lightly as his crown met my loose lips. My tongue drew forward and back against the spongy, yet thick and hard underside of shaft, and, slowly, I wrapped and swirled, getting into the motions on a deeper level.
Mag stepped behind me, bending to pick up a small, flattened piece of wood to fan a fire. As Donovan throated me open with his girth, I arched my ass into the air, waiting for his punishment. I instantly thought back to the day of our first encounter. Back then, I held that same curiosity I had now. Only, I was scared. The sex was punishing and so different from what I was used to. Was it humiliation? I learned it was much more than that. The sex was about finding and holding onto the fabric of trust. And now that I knew how he wanted it, I would learn to give the others their fixings, and I’d be given the most pleasure a woman could be offered. Three alpha males, willing to lay their lives down for one woman.
Tell me— how rare is that?
Mag gave me my first spanking, landing straight across the left cheek. The sting ricocheted through my ass, a cause for my eyes and pussy to leak with wetness. I pulled back to get some air, stroking Donovan’s cock in slow and circular motions, eyeing him to see just how much I was giving him. I sucked up my spit and cleared my throat, starting to feel alive again. I had forgotten the dark truth about my life, had traded it in for the one that suited me better.
Another spanking for moving. And another for making a sound. “Sit still and shut your mouth,” he warned.
When I stayed motionless for his next smack, Mag smirked alongside Donovan, who had to take another step back to keep from blowing. They were satisfied, but Cadmar had yet to join in the fun. He stood over me, shadow lingering above, cock straight out into the air, ready for me. “Spread your legs,” he commanded.
Of course, I didn’t disobey. I remembered how he entered my hostel room when I’d first jumped through the gateway. He sought me out as an intruder. Like a scepter of the night, he entered me in a way I couldn’t quite explain at the time. He registered my memories and the emotions surrounding them. But he did not take me as much as he could. He ate me until I quivered and came for him. He left me wanting more.
They all gave a special piece of themselves to me.
“This time, I want to feel you from the inside,” he groaned,
voice on the verge of total obsession.
Though I had my legs open and spread from behind, it wasn’t enough. As the other two alphas began tonguing at my clit, Cadmar mounted his solid body over mine and worshiped the fullness of my ass. He leaned down, kissed every womanly curve, and spread his palm over my soft lips, spreading until my juices started to flow outward. I felt it, that feeling of anticipation that always wrecked me. He lightly teased a finger against each side of my labia, licking until he was inside again, devouring all I could force onto his mouth. I shook and dug my heels back into the ground, feeling the tent slide and rip as it caught against a rock below. He sucked on my clit until the pleasure built, his other hand pushing my pelvis back.
“Now,” I moaned and twisted my neck. “Drown me with your cock.”
He licked up my pussy like a total savage and even teased his tongue against the tightness of my ass. Every touch, taste, and look he gave me felt so satisfying. I pushed back and felt the rigid length and fat girth roll past my lips. Slow but not gentle, he forced himself inside me, grunting like a horrid animal. His balls puckered up and smacked my pussy, causing me to squirm. Grabbing hold of my hips, he forced me back and bucked as he drove deep inside me. His hands wrapped underneath, threading across my armpits to grab my tits and pull me back against him.
He held me in his tight lock, a destructive pose of both pleasure and constriction. The oxygen inside my lungs was forced out of me. I felt heat pump into my face as he pounded upward, pulverizing my tightness. This was so much different than last time, so much more commanding and brutal, but I wanted every smack, thrust, and choke he gave me.
While Cadmar propped me up with his staggering cock, Mag smacked my tits and insatiably kissed the tender parts of my body, using my mouth when he needed. Donovan lightly sucked around my clit until I felt like violently erupting. Briskly, they would stop as soon as I’d start to shake and buzz with the rising pleasure they allowed me to have. Cadmar thrust outward, lingering his wet crown against my open pussy, and he whispered, “We tell you when to come.”
“Yes,” I said, choking on my spit. “Masters.”
He released my arms, and I fell to the bed on my stomach. Cadmar spanked my ass and spread me open for them to lick and tease more. They pried me open with their fingers, squeezing the top mass together and stroking me, my clit growing harder and more sensitive.
“Who wants her cunt next?” Cadmar asked.
He sunk his fingers through the root of my hair, pulling up so I could see all of their greedy faces. Donovan was the only one who hadn’t entered me, and he had yet to show me his own dark side. From what I had gathered, he was like me, well hidden in intent but willing to explore the darkest side of the natural world.
Flipping me onto my back, he forced my legs closed, smacking lightly against my pussy lips. He lowered me to my side, spooning close enough for his huge shaft to slide against my closed but dripping lips. He smoothed his forehead against the side of mine, deeply inhaling before whispering in my ear, “You’re my precious girl.”
I gently rocked my hips back, my cheeks grazing his strong abdomen. “I am?” I whispered, getting close.
His hand went from my breasts to my stomach, and he touched me like he adored my body. He nodded, just barely kissing my temple. He licked the palm of his hand and reached behind me. I felt the warm wetness drench my thighs, and his thick, blossoming head pushed me open. “Yes, you are, darling.”
I inched back until it felt like he had no more room to push. He began thrusting, slowly, but he was enveloping me with all of his being. His hands took my wrists above my head. He thrust in deeper. In that moment, we were so close I couldn’t hold back from kissing him.
His longing veneration made me wet. He kissed me like our lives depended on it, and I suddenly felt as if I was melting. My body loosened so both Mag and Cadmar could see I wanted them near me as well. The protection of these three men was all I ever wanted.
As they covered me, I held my eyes open and grabbed Donovan’s arms for support. I held him near as Mag inched forward against me. Soaking and completely aroused, I actually took to him better than I thought I could. With enough pressure and spit, he fit the crown of his throbbing cock. My body burned with heat. Little by little, his shaft split me open.
I let myself go and collapsed into them, a trembling mess of emotion and satisfaction. Every single feeling I had was locked inside me. Tears quivered from my eyes, but I wanted more. After learning what I had, I wanted to black out like the sky above me. Most of all, I never wanted this to end.
Donovan shifted my body, placing me onto my knees as Cadmar continued to fuck me from underneath, my tits grazing his opened mouth. Mag came from behind and licked his thumb. I took a deep and calm breath. I knew what he wanted. And though it was never my thing, I was going to give it to him.
As he touched and felt around my rim, I lifted my ass. He devoured me with a single scoop, opening me with his tongue while the other two beasts fucked the life out of me. One finger slipped inside, moving down toward the knuckle. “Another,” I moaned. “Hurry.”
I still wasn’t used to the sensation. I felt dirty and wrong. Back home, this was pushing things too far. He gave me a second and a third, and I started to get used to it as best I could. The heat consumed my body, and I fell into the pull of his hand, beckoning me back until I felt it slip over his thickness.