I’d never felt so wild, so totally and completely unrestrained. I was grunting like a whore. Yelling and screaming and thrashing my head from side to side. At one point I bit down hard, and Burke’s hands returned to my breasts. They were wet from my mouth — all coated in saliva. I nearly jumped out of my skin when he rubbed his thumbs all over my nipples… making them slick and wet and oh so gloriously hard.

  Chase stood up first. He walked over and began kissing me, good and hard. Holding my face in his hands and just making out with me, while his friend rolled his cock around my insides like he was churning butter.

  Burke’s hands found my wrists. He pulled back and shoved my head forward, holding me by my arms while still fucking me from behind. I was kissing… bouncing… grinding… and moaning the whole time. Sandwiched between these two incredible men, their hard bodies all ready and willing to break me.

  Three of them, Kayleen?

  The thought was a knife of excitement, twisting in my stomach.

  You might’ve finally bitten off more than you can chew…

  No. Fuck that.

  If anything, I decided I was going to wear them out.

  Nathan had left the room without me even knowing. He returned now with a bunch of pillows and blankets. I watched him spread them over the floor as Chase held me fast, pushing down on my shoulders to help grind my pussy into his friend.

  “Setting up for a long night?” I growled, between kisses.

  Nathan glanced over his shoulder and laughed. “Long night for you, sweetie.”

  Burke was really driving into me now. By pulling back on my arms and shoving his pelvis forward, it gave him all the depth he could ever possibly want. It was like he was drilling for oil. Testing to see how deep he could go, before finally making me scream.

  But I was determined not to. Somehow it was suddenly important to take every inch they were ready to give me. As if tonight were some kind of filthy test or final exam.

  If so, I intended to pass.

  Eventually I was lifted, then set down on my back. Chase and Nathan pinned my legs up, giving Burke full license to fuck me any way he wanted. I gasped when he drove straight into me, piling driving me from above. Bottoming out against my soaking wet entrance, as I gasped for breath and bit my lip and tried not to cry uncle the whole time.

  Look at yourself!

  I wished there were a mirror. I really was a sight.

  How did you wind up like this?

  All I could see was Burke’s two shredded arms, holding up his massive chest as he plunged mercilessly into me. Somewhere over his shoulders I could vaguely see my stiletto pumps, still strapped to my feet.

  This is DIRTY, Kayleen.

  It was. It really, really was.

  Filthy!

  I was on my back, legs spread wide, speared by one lover while two others held me open for him. It was beyond slutty. Totally on the other side of any sane or rational situation, even by my own open-minded standards.

  And yet…

  And yet Burke was finally reaching the edge. A thin sheen of sweat began forming all over his skin, even as his breathing grew rapid and shallow.

  I was winning.

  The thought was as sexy as it was powerful. My lover’s face contorted, and I recognized it immediately because I’d seen it before. It was the face of someone too close to go back. The expression a man made when he’d gone one too many thrusts… when he knew that even if he stopped, what happened next was still inevitable.

  With a grunt and a curse, he was coming in my pussy.

  Instead of slowing down, Burke actually picked up the pace. It was like he was punishing me; straining to give me every last ounce he had in reserve. Mentally conveying that yes, maybe I’d won this battle… but he’d eventually win the war.

  I squeezed my legs hard, clutching his broad back with my two clawed hands as he emptied himself inside of me. I took every throb and pulse. Every last euphoric convulsion, until he withdrew, spent and leaking, from my pussy.

  “What the fuck man?”

  Chase and Nathan were both looking down. There was come everywhere. It glazed my thighs, ran down my ass, soaked into the pillows beneath me. It looked like every ounce of a week’s worth of pent-up sexual frustration, all released at once, in way too small a space to contain it.

  Nathan laughed, then punched Burke in the arm. “Don’t you ever jerk off?”

  I winked at my latest lover, who only grunted in reply. Then I was touching myself… plunging three fingers deep into my pussy while teasing my own aching clit…

  And then smearing them all over my belly.

  Damn.

  It was raunchy. Filthy. Totally amazing.

  Who the fuck are you again?

  I broke out in a crazed little laugh, then sat there reveling happily in their three stunned expressions. Enjoying the naughtiness of the sticky come on my fingers. Of dragging them one by one through my pussy, and feeling how full it was.

  “Alright boys,” I said, when I thought I finally had their attention again. “Who’s next?”

  Thirty-One

  KAYLEEN

  Screwing Burke had given me all new energy. Boundless enthusiasm. I was willing to fuck them for hours — literally hours — in order to outlast them.

  Chase came for me first. He already had his clothes off, and his enormously big cock in his hand. I stared at it hypnotically as he stroked it, running the shaft up and down through one big fist. When he got to the top he would squeeze the head, milking it hotly. Already I could see the first glistening droplets of pre-come, forming near the tip.

  “Put that thing in me,” I growled like an animal.

  I was hungry for them now. Greedy. And the more I had them, the more I wanted them. In a way they were like a drug. Something I craved and needed inside me.

  Chase lifted one of my legs and straddled the other, scissoring me comfortably. His eyes were full of lust as he plunged himself into my swollen, freshly-fucked pussy.

  “Fuck, honey…”

  I saw his face contort, like he was in pain. I knew it to be ecstasy. I knew it because my pussy was like a blast furnace right now — a thousand degrees of molten heat, swollen and sticky, gripping him like a wet mouth.

  Chase pumped in and out a few times, his balls clapping heavily against my ass.

  “You gotta be fucking kidding me.”

  I laughed, and even my laughter felt good. It made everything just a little bit tighter, causing him to drag his cock with just a little more friction against my aching clit.

  My one leg looked wonderful over his shoulder. I grabbed my ankle and pulled it toward my head, spreading myself that much more for him. Giving him just a few extra centimeters of delicious depth, at the end of every stroke.

  “Here. Let me.”

  Nathan’s hand brushed mine aside. He took over holding my ankle, spreading me even wider. Then he dropped down alongside me, sprawling his body across the soft world of blankets and pillows and sex.

  God…

  He bent his head and began kissing me slowly. Slipping his tongue past my lips and into my mouth, while swirling it lazily around. He smelled like the beach… like sun and sand and tanning oil. His lips crushed against mine, rolling magically, causing every inch of my skin to tingle.

  Oh fuck me… this is—

  I had no words. Nothing could describe the feeling. The comfort of being pinned between these beautiful men, of being so deeply and throughly stretched by Chase’s big cock. All while his friend continued kissing me… breathing his very soul into my hot, open mouth.

  This is—

  Insane.

  Crazy.

  A dream.

  All of those things, yes, only I was actually here. This was reality for me now. This was my life. Three perfect men, taking perfect care of me. Three ripped, muscular lovers, attending to my every sensual need.

  Two hands slid over my breasts, and then one hot mouth. Burke was here too, joining in. Dragging his hot tongue over one sensitive nipple. Rolling the other between his calloused fingers, sending bolts of lightning straight through my body.

  I moaned in gratification, sifting my fingers through his hair. Finally, at last, I’d brought them together. All three of them, sharing me as one.

  “You fuck her now,” Chase nodded to Nathan. The expression on his face was pure rapture. “If I keep going…”

  His friend nodded and understood. He stopped kissing me long enough to roll me over, shoving two pillows beneath my belly for support. When he sank into me from behind, it felt like being plundered.

  “Oh God, Nathan…” I gasped. “Please, give me—”

  I had to stop talking mid-sentence, because two cocks were being pressed against my lips. Chase and Burke were kneeling on either side of my face. Holding themselves. Stroking themselves…

  I opened my mouth and took Chase first, swirling my tongue all around him. The taste was tangy and sweet. Salty and musky all at once — a combination of him, and Burke, and me.

  That was part especially dirty. That they were all just dumping themselves inside me. That they were sharing the same intimate space deep in my body, adding their own hot loads whenever and wherever they wanted.

  You’d better start taking double your normal birth control. The thought was random, and it made me laugh. Maybe triple.

  I chuckled around Chase’s cock. If only.

  Nathan’s hands were gripping that special curve on my hips that it seemed only he and I knew about. He was railing me hard, doggy-style. Snapping my garter belts against my skin. Using his perfect leverage to drive deep into me, while giving me enough rhythm to keep blowing his friend.

  My stomach tightened. I was in heat. The ball of fire that was rising from my core threatened to become an all-consuming orgasm.

  I couldn’t fucking wait.

  “Him now.”

  Nathan’s fingers rolled into my hair. He pushed firmly, yet not forcefully, in the direction of Burke…

  And just like that, I was sucking two cocks at once.

  No, they weren’t in my mouth at the same time. I wasn’t a magician. But my lips parted enough that I could handle both of them, if I alternated my attention. I rolled my head from side to side, licking one, sucking the other… taking Chase deep for a few long seconds, then turning and doing the same to Burke.

  And all the while, Nathan, fucking me from behind. Screwing me straight through the rising heat of my own impending orgasm.

  I dropped my face to the floor as I came, completely forgetting everyone and everything else. It was like all the blood rushed from my head at once. It flooded downward through my core in a cascade of heat and desire, of screwing and grinding and bucking back against Nathan while I climaxed, hard, all over his pumping, thrusting cock.

  Someone held me. I couldn’t say who. I was shaking and trembling, fighting my way back to full consciousness when I felt Nathan pull out and shower my naked back with his hot come. It splattered down like boiling rain, sending me spinning off to another planet in terms of how unimaginably hot the whole thing was.

  Halfway through, he shoved himself back and finished the rest of his orgasm inside me. That part was hot. Having him both on me and in me…

  “This is ours now,” he growled, leaning over my back. He was out of breath, kneeling behind me. Rubbing four fingers up and down through the sloppy hot mess between my legs. “Understand?”

  I nodded through a sweaty tangle of my own hair. I understood completely.

  “It’s open season on this,” he said, cupping his hand. I whimpered sharply at how good it felt. How filthy and wrong… but so right as well.

  “You wanted to be our girlfriend?” he went on. “This comes with the territory. You wanted to be shared? You’re gonna be shared.”

  Oh fuck yes…

  He gave me a hard but playful slap on the ass as he stood up, that caused me to jump. Then he nodded in Chase’s direction, and grinned wolfishly.

  “God, I missed this!”

  Chase winked at him and took over, rolling me onto my back. He nudged my thighs open, and I spread willingly for him.

  A groan escaped my lips as he sank all the way into me.

  Burke was resting his back against the couch, watching intently. Turning my head, I saw Nathan drag one hand through his thick blond hair. I stared at his perfect surfer’s ass as he strutted off, naked, in the direction of the kitchen.

  “Anyone else need a drink?”

  Thirty-Two

  KAYLEEN

  The world was brighter, greener, and happier than ever as I strutted my way through town. It might’ve had something to do with my mood, which was exceptionally cheerful.

  It might’ve also had to do with the pleasant soreness between my legs.

  Last night had been beyond ridiculous. I’d been taken by each of them, again and again, in the collapsed pillow-fort of the living room floor. At one point I rode them, one at a time, while the others rested. Straddling their hard bodies. Running my hands down their wide chests, my fingers tracing every peak and valley of their magnificently cut abs as they thrust upward, into me.

  It was exactly like a dream. A lazy, euphoric half-sleep in which we were connected in the most intimate of all possible ways. I reveled in feeling each of my lovers buried inside me. Enjoyed watching their eyes roll back as they thrust upward, playing with my breasts, my nipples, shoving their come-coated fingers into my mouth…

  I’d moaned and sighed and whimpered my way to another few orgasms. Then I fell asleep against them, between them, all warmth and flesh and heat. The cool breeze wafting in from the open atrium felt orgasmic on my skin. It washed away the heady scent our sex, bringing the sweet, earthy smell of the garden with it.

  This morning, I’d taken the mother of all showers. The steaming water had been baptismal, and I’d emerged a whole new woman. I’d even made breakfast for the boys, while they still slept, crashed out on the floor. The living room looked like the most perverted of all possible sleepovers, and I left the house giggling.

  Right now I’d run five out of six errands, and was feeling pretty damned productive. I’d called my parents, like a good daughter. I’d even talked to Marcy, and arranged lunch for tomorrow.

  I was considering rewarding myself with another coffee when I noticed something strange. A car… rolling alongside me. Following along at the same speed I was walking, almost as if trying to get my attention.

  An internal alarm of danger sounded, but I shut it down. I was on a crowded street. In the middle of the day. It wasn’t like—

  “Hey! Kayleen!”

  I turned, and the car’s window was rolled down now. A short, bearded man in a white collared shirt was leaning my way. I had absolutely no idea who he was.

  “You’re Kayleen, right? Nathan’s roommate?”

  I stopped and nodded. “And you are—”

  “Jay,” he said, dividing his attention between me and the road. “Jay Summers. I’m the publisher. Nathan’s friend. I—”

  A car horn honked, and he placed both hands back on the wheel.

  “Oh, hey,” I said. “Hi.”

  “Hang on. Let me park this thing.”

  I stopped walking, and watched as he took the next available spot. He had one of this super-fancy, ultra-expensive cars that parallel parked itself. Two minutes later he was on the sidewalk before me, extending his hand.

  “Sorry about the roll-up,” he smiled. “Didn’t mean to freak you out.”

  “Don’t apologize,” I smiled back. “I just—”

  “Didn’t know me,” he jumped in. “Totally understandable.” I could tell right away Jay was an interrupter. He also spoke very quickly, which was usually a sign of nervousness.

  Only this guy didn’t seem nervous.

  “Anyway, I wanted to call you but I didn’t have your number. And then boom — there you are! Walking though town. So I just figured I’d stop and—”

  “How’d you even know what I look like?”

  The question just popped out. It might’ve come off a little rude, which I didn’t mean of course. But it was still a good question.

  “Oh. Nathan told me.”

  “He told you?”

  “Well… he showed me,” he said quickly. “A photo of you, that is. So I knew what you looked like.”

  I hesitated. “Alright.”

  “Anyway, could I buy you a coffee?” He held out his arm, gesturing to a nearby shop with a sign that said Drip Drop. It struck me right away as a weird name.

  “Uh… sure. Okay.” I forced myself to relax a little. “Actually, I was just about to grab some.”

  Jay’s smile widened. He looked like he had about thirty-percent too many teeth for his mouth. “Perfect!”

  He led the way, then held the door for me as we entered the shop. I inhaled instinctively, filling my nostrils with the rich, delicious scent of good coffee.

  “Gotta love this place,” Jay winked. “They just opened.”

  We ordered. Jay paid. I thanked him as we sat down, at one of those really high tables where you usually need to climb into your chair.

  “Sorry again for just pulling you off the street,” Jay said again. He let out what would’ve been a nervous laugh, only it was missing the nervousness. “Dumb luck I guess.”

  I examined him through the steam rising up from my latte. Jay was sharply dressed. Nice shoes. Good hair, though it was streaked with grey. His beard had flecks of grey also, almost in streaks rather than an overall salt-and-pepper look.

  “So… you wanted to talk to me?”

  He sipped his black coffee and smiled. All those teeth made him look like a caricature of himself. “Yes.”

  Weird alarms were going off now, but I did my best to quiet them. This was the guys’ publisher. Nathan’s dad’s best friend. He was their biggest fan right now. And their best ally.

  “So… have you read any of the books yet?”

  I hesitated, unsure of what to say. He wasn’t asking me about Nathan. He wasn’t even asking about me.

 

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