Chapter 3 - Josefina

I wake up to the feeling of sparks all over my body, as well as the heat of my mates.  I give a little moan, automatically feeling my core starting to get wet.  They have this effect on me every damn time.  I hope that I never get used to it.

My thighs flex with the need that is starting to build up.  There is a groan from in front of me and calloused hands roam up my leg to hitch it higher on the thigh of the male in front of me.  From the calluses of his hands, I know that it’s Alexander in front of me.  It makes me realize that I’ve rolled in my sleep, since I fell asleep with my head on Jacob’s chest.

The slight movement, along with the sparks, have caused Alexander’s body to react too.  I can feel his hard cock pressing on my inner thigh, just short of my pussy lips.  I can’t help it.  Push myself closer to him, feeling his cockhead push through my lips and rub against my clit.

“Fuck!” I whisper as his head pulls back slightly, dragging along my clit.

“How are you already so wet?” Alexander murmurs against my lips.  One of his hands moves to my hip, the other cupping one of my breasts.

“Goddess, she smells so good,” Jacob says, moving in front behind me.  He kicks off the sheets that we are sleeping in and lifts my leg up high so that his hard cock can slide in my wetness, along with Alex’s.  “Fuck!  That feels good!”

“Always so ready for us,” Alexander says, his mouth pecking at mine.  “How do you want it, baby?”

“I want to ride Jake.  And I want you to fuck him while I do it,” I say, one of my hands going down to tweak his nipple while the other fists in his hair as I kiss him.  

Alexander has no trouble taking control in the bedroom.  At all.  But he loves having someone else give him direction.  He likes pleasing us however we want, so us telling him exactly what to do feeds into that.

Plus, last night I rode Alexander’s considerable length last night.  This morning, I need Jacob’s girth.  He’s about the size of a soda can all the way around.  I mean he’s fucking HUGE.  I want to feel the pleasurably painful stretch of him pushing himself inside of me.  Feel how he twitches inside of me when Alexander hits that spot deep in his asshole.  

It’s a good thing that we’re all already stretched from last night because Jacob doesn’t give me any time before he’s rolling us over.  He’s on his back with me straddling him in a reverse cowgirl position.  In one fluid movement, he pulls back, his cockhead finding my entrance, and then slowly starts to push into me. 

No matter how many times I take Jacob into me, it’s always a stretch.  Always something that we have to approach slowly.  It’s always something sexy as fuck, but it just can’t be fast.

“Damn, baby girl.  You take my cock so good,” he croons to me as I let out a high pitched mewl with the stretch of my pussy around his cock.

Alexander moves so that he’s kneeling next to me, One of his hands cups a tit, his finger twisting and pinching my nipple.  His other hand reaches down to stroke my clit while I slowly sink down on Jacob’s cock.  Alexander’s mouth sucks on the spot where a matemark would go, the sensitive skin sending a bolt of electricity all the way down to my clit.

“Oh, Goddess!” I cry out, sinking another inch onto Jacob’s thick dick.

“You already going to cum, baby girl?”  Jacob asks me, his voice deep and breathy.  Like he’s having as much trouble holding back as I am.

“Yes!” I whine.

Alexander groans against my neck, sucking hard enough to leave a hickey behind.  His finger on my clit presses a little harder, but he keeps the same rhythm with his fingers as they circle my bundle of nerves.

Jacob’s hands grab my hips, his body bucking up into me as he pushes me the last little bit of his length.  “Cum all over my cock, baby girl.  Give Alex something to lube me up with.”

“Jacob!” I scream out, shattering around his thickness.  Alexander keeps playing with my nipple and clit while Jacob slowly pumps in and out of me.  It drags the orgasm out even longer and by the time it ends, I’m hanging limp in Alexander’s arms.

Alexander kisses me on the temple and then gently lays me down on Jacob’s chest.  “Hold on tight, baby,” he says and I’m not sure which one of us he’s talking to.  All I know is one second, I’m limp and stuffed full of Jacob’s cock.  The next moment, Jacob and I are being pulled down to the edge of the bed where Alexander waits to enter Jacob.

The movement jerks Jacob’s cock inside of me and I give a high pitched moan, almost a whine, at the feeling.

“Shhh, baby girl.  We’ve got you,” Jacob croons into my ear.  He lifts his hips as Alexander puts a pillow under them to set him at a good angle.

While Alexander is taking care of logistics, Jacob takes advantage of the position he is in and begins to move inside of me.  My pussy immediately contracts in a mini-spasm.  An aftershock of the orgasm that I just had.  

Jacob groans, on hand going around my neck and the other finding my clit.  Fuck!  I love it when they grab my neck.  I don’t need any pressure.  No force at all.  Just the knowledge that they could force me if they wanted to.  That they could control even the air I breathe is enough to turn me on.  

Jacob’s hips pump in and out of me, each thrust slow but hard, causing my body to shift.

“Look at those titties bounce,” Alexander says.  He really does love tits.  It’s another reason I like this position.  He gets to watch them bounce and move with each thrust that both of us give to Jacob.  “Pull out, Jake.  Let me get my dick wet.”

Jacob moves his lower body so that it’s flat on the bed, pulling me off of him as he goes.  I whine at the loss of his cock inside of me, but Alexander covers my mouth with his as he pushes inside of me.

My whine quickly turns into a groan as he rocks inside of me in a fast rhythm.  I can feel how hard his cock is.  Exactly how turned on he is.

And then I’m empty again as he spreads Jacob’s legs wide.

“Sit up, baby girl,” Jacob tells me, holding his cock for me to sit on it.  This time, my body has stretched to accommodate his girth and It’s a faster process, though by no means without a burning stretch that makes my pussy walls quiver.

Once I’m seated on him, Alexander gives me a light peck on the cheek.  “Can I fuck him, JoJo?  Can I make this hole mine?”

With the way that I sat up, my legs are on the outside of Jacob’s knees, meaning that I’m spread wide open for Alexander to see.  It also gives me unobstructive access to see his cock entering Jacob’s ass.

Grinding on Jacob’s cock, I nod. “Let me see you.”

Alexander gives a wicked little grin, but I don’t spend too much time watching his face.  Instead, I look between my legs and watch him line his cock up with Jacob’s asshole.  And then I watch him push himself inside.

Jacob’s cock twitches deep inside of me and I can’t help the loud moan that falls from my mouth.

“Alex!” Jacob says on a hoarse breath.

“Goddess, you’re tight.  Fuck!  You feel so good,” Alexander praises our mate.

Alexander pauses for a second when he bottoms out, but it doesn’t take long before his hips begin to move, pushing his cock deep inside of me and taking Alexander’s even deep inside of himself.

It isn’t long before we find a rhythm.  We’ve been together like this for two months and Jacob and Alexander were together for years before that.  We know how each other’s bodies move, what the other likes and needs.  

One of Jacob’s hands is between my legs, strumming my clit as I ride him, the other hand gripping my hip.  Alexander has a hand on Jacob’s thigh for leverage and another alternatively flicking, pinching, tweaking, and palming my nipple.  And I have both hands in Alexander’s hair, either pulling him closer for a kiss, or directing his neck to move so I can lick, nip, and kiss him, or pushing his head down so that he can watch the three of us fucking each other.

It isn’t long before we’re all screaming each other’s names, falling over the precipice into pleasure.

But the second that we’re lying back down on the bed, trying to catch our breaths, the reality of our situation comes back. 

We’re missing one of our mates.

It’s then that I see the bags under Jacob’s eyes.  The pallor of Alexander’s skin.  The emptiness that’s inside of me.

Hermes.

We don’t know where he is.  We don’t know how to get him back.  Is he safe?  Has Lucifer punished him?

It’s then that the soul crushing depression returns.