Page 30 of Puck Like A Girl

I take Coulter in my mouth first; his ragged breathing makes my pussy clench, longing to be filled, but right now, this isn’t about me. It’s about them. I open my throat and swallow him deeper while I pump my hands up and down on Fin and Royal’s cocks.

“Shit, Teagan, your mouth feels so good.” Coulter moans, his hands gripping my hair as he guides my head to take more of his large length into my hungry mouth.

Saliva runs down my chin as I take him as deep as I can down my throat, ignoring the ache in my jaw and try to accommodate his girth. My pussy throbs knowing soon, all my holes will be filled by the three of them.

“I think it’s someone else’s turn.” Coulter eases my head back until my lips make a popping noise when his dick slides out of my mouth. His big hands grasp my shoulders, and he spins me to face Royal.

I lick my lips as I take in the sight of Royal’s massive erection bobbing against his hard abs. My jaw is going to hurt for a week after I’m done trying to deep-throat the three of them. At least it will be a good kind of hurt. Like they say All good things come in threes.

Epilogue One

A Few Months Later - Britt

“Teagen, what are your brothers doing here?” I duck behind Teagen’s left shoulder.

“What’s wrong with you, Britt? They are here like everyone else, celebrating our championship.” Teagen tries to dislodge me from her back, but I cling on for dear life.

She looks over her shoulder, glowering at me. I feel guilty for not confiding in my best friend about why I’m hiding from her brothers.

Her stare starts to burn my skin, the stern look on her face giving me goosebumps. A trickle of sweat breaks out on the middle of my back, and my palms feel slick.

I finally give in, telling her the PG version of what happened that fateful night. “Remember your parent's Halloween party two years ago?”

“Yeah, you sent me a text saying you were leaving early.” She shrugs, unaware that night changed my life forever.

“Right, about that. I left early because I kind of made out with your brother.”

“Oh my god, Britt. Which one did you make out with?” Teagan’s eyes dart to her three gorgeous brothers making their way through the crowd. She looks back at me. “I bet it was Torin. No, wait, I bet it was Tarek. No, I’m sure it was Talen.”

I duck down further until I’m almost sitting on the floor. “Actually, it was all three of them, but they didn’t recognize me. I was dressed like Britney Spears in a schoolgirl costume with a mask and everything.”

“What?” she screeches, causing heads to turn in our direction.

“Shh, or someone will hear you.” I tug on her skirt, chancing a glance around her legs.

Her brothers are headed right for us. I need to get out of here. “I’ve got to go, Teagan. I’ll talk to you later.”

She grabs my arm, stopping my escape. “I don’t understand. I mean, I get why they wouldn’t recognize you. I almost didn’t recognize you, and you’re my best friend. But are you sure you made out with all three of them? Maybe it was just one. They’re identical triplets. Our mother can’t even tell them apart, and she gave birth to them.”

“They look nothing alike.”

Sure, they each have dark hair and dark beards with signature violet-colored eyes, but that’s where the similarity ends. I’ve never understood why people make such a big deal about them being identical triplets. They look nothing alike.

I should come clean and tell her the truth, but how do you tell your best friend that you didn’t just make out with all three of her triplet brothers? That you actually had sex with all three of them on the same night.

I take another quick glance around Teagan’s legs, relief coursing through my body when I don’t see her brothers. Now’s my chance to escape. I stay in my crouched position, not wanting to tempt fate by standing and risking one of them spotting me.

With my plan in place, I drop to my hands and knees, not caring if I get my dress dirty or not. Freedom is the only thing I’m thinking about. Not their large cocks and how good it felt to be filled by each one. I wonder what it would feel like to be filled by all three of them at the same time.

Stop thinking about that! I need to escape.

I spin around, keeping my head down, and start to crawl to the door when I bump my head against something hard. “What the hell?” I rub the top of my head, lifting my eyes to the offending object I ran into.

Except it’s not an object; it’s a pair of legs. A pair of long, strong, muscular legs. My eyes continue up the offending legs to find I’m surrounded by three identical faces, all with the same expression.

Since the Halloween party, I've dreamed of being on my hands and knees in front of all of them at once.

“Going somewhere, Brittany?” Torin raises his eyebrow, waiting for my reply.

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