CHAPTER 3

LACY

I come down from the high shortly, fighting to stay in the room and not get into my head. Because what the fuck was that? I've never had a surprise orgasm.

Fuck these men are making me feel like a virgin. Coffee gives me three more lighter spanks before putting me down on my knees again. I don’t know if I appreciate the manhandling.

He stands, pulls off his cotton t-shirt, and throws it away. I'm happy to lean forward and run my hands down his abs, trace every carved line as I suck his cock with fervour.

The sounds that escape his lips drive me crazy, and my eyes roll to the back of my head when I take him as deep as I can go. My mouth hurts. It’s aching around the size of him, but I keep going. Never a stranger to pain.

Hands come on my ass and I yelp. But Coffee doesn’t let me look back, and the hands don’t stop. I groan. It hurts. Fuck, it hurts. My ass is sensitive and bruised from the spanking and the rough hands around it are doing me no good.

I release his cock. “It hurts,” I croak. My throat is starting to get sore.

There’s a chuckle behind me as Coffee slams into my mouth. Just fucking taking what he wants.

“Well, Leon seems to want you all to himself, and we can’t have that now, can we?” The man behind me says.

Ah, Coffee is Leon. I remember briefly that he called my name. Nobody knows my real name. No one but my secretary. I’ve dated only two guys in the past, and they knew me as Stacey. I’ve been careful. So careful.

The hands kneading my ass lifts to my boobs, grabbing them as a hard naked chest comes behind me. I would have sighed if my mouth still belonged to me.

Leon starts getting sloppier, wilder and his cock throbs in my mouth. I know with a fact that he’s about to come.

“Are you going to swallow?” Lips meet my ears as he whispers. I strain to keep my eyes on Leon’s. But his eyes are closed now as he chases his pleasure. Green keeps talking. “Leon likes it when we swallow. He likes it so much, but he would never say it. Even now, he looks so conflicted,”

He does. His face is scrunched up, and his movements become unsure. “He doesn’t want to make you do what you don’t want to do. But he wants to act like he doesn’t care. He wants to bruise you and fill you with his cum over and over again until you hunger for nothing else.”

Oh fuck.

Two rough fingers slide against my dripping cunt and I gasp, but it comes out as a Gurgle. He rubs hard and fast.

Leon pulls out of my mouth, hands on his cock as he jerks off hard. Blue rushes to lay between us, mouth open as his eyes are wide and desperate for even a stray drop.

But I’m nothing if not a greedy slut. So just when Leon’s mouth falls open, I attach my lips to the head of his cock, moaning when warm jets of creamy cum shoot at my throat. His eyes fly open in surprise, but he lets me swallow, lets me milk him dry.

When he’s spent and pushes me gently away from him, I roll some cum around in my mouth before moving to straddle Blue. His eyes widen and his hands stay flat on the ground, keeping his promise not to touch me.

I lean forward, hands on the ground as I claim his soft, pouty lips in a kiss. Then I pour it into his mouth, the cum. Because I can be a generous slut too.

He takes it with gratitude, swallowing fast enough and using his tongue to scour my mouth for more. While the other two are more controlled, Blue is desperate, frantic as he moans with the effort it’s taking to not lift his hands from the ground.

“Fuck,” Green says and I feel their eyes on us as we kiss.

“Touch me,” I moan to Blue. He doesn’t waste a second. Soft hands come around me, pulling my back down until I’m flush against his naked chest. I feel his smaller cock on my stomach, dripping and sticky, but then I feel another cock, way bigger. Even bigger than Leon’s, prodding my pussy.

I’m about to tell him to wait because I’m so fucking overstimulated, but all I can release is a scream as he slams into me.

“Oh god. Oh fuck, oh fuck,” I moan. The stretch hurts in such a good way, but all my air is gone. I strain.

Blue isn’t having it, he tighten his arms around me, pushing my ass up perfectly for Green and claims my lips.

Green curses. “I’m only halfway in, sugar. And you’re already screaming. That's a problem. Because you have to take all of me.”

He pulls out. “Kale. Give her four fingers. Spread her for me.”

Four?!

I misunderstood the dynamic here. I’d thought for sure that Leon was the one in control, but no. It’s Green. A glance up shows Leon staring intensely at Green. His face flushed.

His lips are parted, and his eyes are blazing. His cock stands proudly, wet and hard. Still hard.

Two fingers prod my entrance gently, and I look back down at Blue—Kale— as he pushes in.

My lashes flutter.

If you don’t know by now, I’m a submissive in the bedroom. Doesn’t matter what image people have of me outside. I’m strong out there, witty and sassy and so fucking rude.

But in here? I allow myself to be used.

So when Kale adds two more fingers, knuckles deep inside of me, I gasp, moan, thrash. Tears sting my eyes as he pushes in and out, his movements are wild and desperate again.

He aims to please. He wants to please Coffee, and he wants to please Green. But then teary eyes meet mine, and I realise with a whimper—

He wants to please me, too.