Page 15 of Three Corporate Kings and a Hands-Off Bride

She didn’t only see stars explode behind her closed eyes. Everything around her and beyond was set ablaze like an inferno, the flames licking at her skin and tattooing their names into her soul.

They whipped her t-shirt off her body and stood back as they perused every inch of her. She wasn’t wearing a bra or underwear.

Suddenly shy and self-conscious, hoping so desperately they liked what they saw, yet completely unsure, she lowered her head.

“Come here, Mrs. King. We know what you taste like. Now it’s time for your mouth to know who owns it.”

Did they hear her?Dammit, why had she let Monica get to her like that?

Wait, they referred to her as Mrs. King? What did that mean? Nothing. They just wanted her to know they’d overheard her conversation with Monica. It meant nothing, right?

But every thought she had fled from her mind as they peeled their track bottoms off, leaving them gloriously naked and fully erected.

“On your knees, beautiful.”

She dropped to her knees in front of them, and then, with sacred reverence, she held their cocks in her hands, exploring the feel of them. The texture of their skin. She traced the thick river of veins that were wrapped around each of their cocks and basked as they shuddered in her palm.

She licked her lips and opened her mouth. Their taste, the power that surged from them, penetrated her and would forever change who she was. She kissed them and ran her tongue down the length of them, feeling them pull taut as she planted wet kisses on their balls. She twirled her tongue around the wetness on the heads of their cocks; the taste so fine, so addictive, she puttheir whole shafts into her mouth and tried to suck more pre-cum from them.

She could feel them clench their jaws; she knew she was driving them crazy when they threaded their hands through her hair and pulled her off them. But she wasn’t ready to stop, and at the same time she wanted to feel their cocks, still wet from her mouth inside her.

She wanted everything.

She needed to be close to them. She needed them inside her right now.

“Alicia, you need to understand what this means. This is the last time you’ll be given a chance to back out. Because when we take you, we take all of you. We take your virginity in your pussy and your ass. Being ours means you have to take all three of us inside you. Can you do that?”

“Yes. Please. It’s what I want. I want you. All three of you. Now.”

Detecting her desperation, Cade scooped her up from the floor and laid her down on the bed.

As if they couldn’t help themselves, they lowered their heads to between her thighs and sipped on the wetness her body had created all for them. The tingle from Cade’s belt marks still reverberated through her, and her body remembered the burning stretch of the stopper inside her butt.

“You’re ours now. Every part of you belongs to us.”

Chapter Twelve

Suddenly apprehensive as reality sank in, Alicia tried very hard to keep her panic at bay.

She’d touched them. She knew their size, their width, and their length, and she immediately knew her body would not be able to take them. Not all three of them.

“What if I can't?” she whispered, tears already starting to form around her eyes. “What if you’re too big to fit inside me?”

“Hey,” Cade said. He towered over her now, nestled between her thighs as she lay on her back. “Your body was made for us. We’ll fit inside you perfectly.”

She nodded, agreeing with him. She was made for them. They would fit inside her perfectly. And if not, she was strong enough to let them stretch her body to whatever capacity they needed.

“When we say you’re ours, we mean we’re taking you without any protection. Nothing will be separating our cocks from your pussy. If our seed stays in your body and you become pregnant, so be it. We’re clean, and you can trust us, Alicia.”

“I do. I trust you. Please, just touch me now.”

“Take my cock, sweetheart, and slip it inside you. As deep as you want to go. And when you want me to take over, tell me.”

She did as she was told. Was she imagining it, or did Cade get bigger?

Biting her lip, she pressed the head of his shaft against her, forcing her lips to part for him and her entrance to open up for him. She was also well aware that while she was trying to push him inside her, she was also trying to squirm away from him.

Cade lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth, biting just hard enough to let her know if she moved—he wasn’t going to move with her.

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