LOGINClaire walked out of the bridal suite....not toward the ceremony space, but toward the room where the groomsmen were waiting.She knocked on the door."Claire?" Daniel's voice called. "You're not supposed to see me before....""I need to talk to Ethan," Claire said through the door. "Alone. Now."There was silence, then: "Is everything okay?""Please. Just send him out."A moment later, the door opened and Ethan stepped out, closing it behind him.He saw Claire in her wedding dress and his jaw tightened. "You look beautiful.""I can't do this," Claire said, her voice shaking. "I can't marry him. You were right. I don't love him. I've never loved him. And after last night...." she took a breath "....I can't pretend anymore.""What are you saying?""I'm saying I'm not getting married today. I'm saying I'm going to go down there and tell everyone that I made a mistake. I'm saying I'm choosing myself over obligation." She met his eyes. "And I'm saying that if you meant what you said last
He made good on his promise. Three more orgasms....each more intense than the last, before he finally allowed himself release, pulling out at the last second to come on her ass and lower back, marking her externally.When it was over, Claire collapsed on the desk, thoroughly destroyed, her pussy tender and swollen, her body covered in sweat and his cum."That was round one," Ethan said, pulling her upright. "We have all night. And I plan to use every hole before you leave. Understand?""Yes," Claire gasped."Yes, what?""Yes, Sir."Ethan smiled darkly. "Good girl. Now, shower. Clean yourself up. And then I'm going to fuck your ass. Daniel's never had your ass, has he?""No.""Then I'm taking something he never will. I'm claiming you in a way he never has. And tomorrow, when you marry him, you'll know that I own a part of you he never touched."***After the shower, where Ethan fucked her against the tiles, making her come twice more, he led Claire to the bed."On your stomach. Ass up.
Ethan had a suite at the hotel....all the groomsmen did, for convenience before the wedding.He led Claire there silently, both of them hyperaware that this was wrong, that they were betraying Daniel, that tomorrow she was supposed to marry him.But neither of them could stop.The moment the hotel room door closed behind them, Ethan pushed Claire against it and kissed her with three years of pent-up desire.His tongue invaded her mouth, his hands gripped her face, and Claire melted against him, kissing him back with equal desperation."I've wanted this for so long," Ethan growled against her lips. "Wanted to taste you. Touch you. Fuck you. Make you forget Daniel exists."His hands found the zipper of her white rehearsal dress and pulled it down, letting the dress fall to the floor.Claire stood in just her white lace bra and panties—chosen for tomorrow's wedding, now being removed by the wrong man."Fucking beautiful," Ethan breathed, his eyes traveling over her body. "Too beautiful f
THE REHEARSAL DINNERClaire Sutton sat at the head table during her rehearsal dinner, wearing a beautiful white rehearsal dress, smiling at all the right moments, and feeling absolutely nothing.Tomorrow she was marrying Daniel Porter. Safe, predictable, boring Daniel. An accountant who made decent money, never raised his voice, never surprised her, never made her feel anything beyond comfortable contentment.They'd been together for three years. He'd proposed because it was "time." She'd said yes because that's what you did at twenty-six when you'd been dating someone for three years and all your friends were getting married.But as Claire sat there listening to toasts and watching Daniel laugh with his groomsmen, she felt a growing sense of dread.This was wrong. She didn't love Daniel. Not really. She loved the idea of him....the stability, the future, the normalcy.But she didn't want him. Had never truly wanted him.And she couldn't stop looking at the man standing at the bar.Et
They positioned her carefully....Marcus on his back, Sophia straddling him, his cock pushing into her pussy. Dante behind her, his cock working into her ass alongside the cock already in her pussy. Victor standing in front, his cock at her mouth.When all three cocks were fully inside her....pussy, ass, mouth, Sophia felt more full than ever before.And they began to move.The sensation was overwhelming. Three cocks, three rhythms, three men using her simultaneously.She couldn't think. Couldn't do anything but exist as a vessel for their pleasure."She's taking us so well," Marcus groaned from beneath her."Trained perfectly," Dante agreed, pounding her ass."Excellent throat," Victor added, fucking her mouth.For two hours, they used her in rotation, switching positions, switching holes, never giving her a break.They made her come multiple times....the stimulation was constant and overwhelming.They filled every hole with cum, Sophia lost track of how many loads, how many orgasms,
He secured her in a unique device....a padded platform at waist height with a hole cut out where her head would go through. She lay on her back with her head hanging off the edge, throat perfectly aligned for penetration."This position gives me complete access to your throat," Dante explained, positioning himself at her mouth. "And you can't pull away. You're going to take everything I give you."He pushed his cock into her mouth and down her throat, and from this angle, he went impossibly deep.Sophia gagged immediately, her body trying to reject the intrusion."Breathe through your nose," Dante instructed. "Relax your throat. I'm going to hold my cock here for thirty seconds. Then I'll withdraw, let you breathe, and do it again. We'll train your gag reflex out of existence."He held his cock deep in her throat for thirty seconds....Sophia couldn't breathe, couldn't do anything but endure. When he finally withdrew, she gasped desperately for air."Good. Again."He repeated the exerc







