Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24688 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24688 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
“Yes, Daddy,” I whisper, feeling moisture drip down my inner thighs. Just knowing I’m about to have three men at the same time. Three men than I love. Three men that worship me, spoil me and guard me like lions. “All three, please.”
“I’ll take the pussy,” Pace says hoarsely, jerking me closer and throwing me up around his body, my legs cinching around him, because that’s where they belong. In fact, my legs are wrapped around his hips so often, I’m surprised they haven’t left indents. “She rode my face this morning and I haven’t been able to think of anything else since then.”
“Oh, son. Believe me, I’ve been there,” Karson says, spanking me.
Spanking me until I tremble with excitement, Mateo moaning as Karson’s firm hand connects with me over and over and over again.
“Take out the fucking plug,” Mateo begs through his teeth. “Let’s take turns on her asshole, while Pace pounds her in the front.”
“Yes,” Karson and Pace groan at the same time.
I scream in pleasure when Karson bites the side of my neck and fills my backside roughly, his eyes connecting with mine in the reflection of Pace’s sunglasses, before he looks away sharply, squeezing his eyes shut, mouth open in an O of pleasure. He still looks slightly ashamed when we make love, but that never stops him from taking me hard. So hard. My Daddy is conflicted about our ages. I use that same reason to entice him.
On Karson’s birthday this year, I went into his office and sat on the edge of his desk in nothing but saddle shoes and panties, licking a giant lollipop. He took me in such a fury while Pace and Mateo watched from the doorway, we broke his desk.
No regrets.
Now, with my body being jostled roughly between Pace and Karson, their cocks pummeling me from the front and the back, their grunts wild and deafening in my ears, I take off Pace’s sunglasses so I can look straight into the madness that belongs only to me. His blue eyes are bright and rife with insanity, this killer of men and lover of…me. And me only.
Forever.
Karson slides out of my backside with a groan of reluctance, Mateo smacking home inside of me, his agonized moan delivered into my ear, before he bites it, his hips thrusting up, up, up, bouncing my breasts for Pace’s visible enjoyment, Karson standing off to the side and watching the other two men sandwich me, use me, revere me, while he fondles his colossal length.
“No holding back, boys. Make her scream like a good little come whore should.” He looks around briefly. “No one to hear. No one to stop us from taking her as hard and as often as we want. Is there, little girl?”
“No, Daddy. I’m yours. Any way you want me,” I gasp, my head bobbling around, my neck having lost power. I’m nothing but a horny possession, my legs dangling loosely over the desk, incredible pressure building, building, building beneath my belly button. And I say the words they need to hear, the words they request from me every single day, oftentimes every single hour. “I love you, I love you, I love you, I love all three of you…!”
Pace stiffens, his eyes rolling back in his head, filling me with his warmth while I whine and buck for it, eager to take all he has to give me. “Oh fuck! She finishes me every time saying that,” he says, slanting his mouth over mine, his shaft still jerking and erupting inside of me, his spend dripping down onto the deck below. “God, I love you back, baby.”
“I love you, too, my magic girl,” Mateo chokes out into my neck, finishing with a jarring thrust that pitches me over the finish line, too, blinding me with bliss and locking up every muscle in my midsection and lower, the intense pulsations making me squirm and whimper.
They wait until I’m done climaxing, watching me in awe, stroking me with reverent hands, before handing me off to Karson, who jerks me down onto his waiting thickness with a winded grunt. Then, with my thighs plastered around his waist, he presses my face into his neck and pounds up into me like a demon. “I goddamn love you, too,” he rasps into my ear. “We love you, sweet Magnolia.”
“Forever,” Mateo breathes into my hair, taking hold of my backside and pushing me roughly into Karson’s thrusts, helping my hips meet his drives even more sharply.
“Forever,” Pace whispers, taking my mouth in a kiss.
And the sun seems to shine even longer that day…and every day after.
THE END