Page 21 of Three Billionaire Bodyguards and a Sneaky Mafia Princess

“Please,” she whispered, begging for anything they could give her.

“Sweetheart,” Brent said, towering over her. “Will you let me into your sweet, soft, tight pussy?”

“Yes,” she said, urgently.

“Will you let River into your sweet, soft, tight ass?”

Oh god.

“Yes,” she said, breathlessly.

“Will you let Cash also into your sweet, soft, tight ass?”

Oh god. Oh god.

A wave of lava washed over her.

“That’s how it has to be the first time we claim you, sweetheart. That’s how we brand your body. That’s how you belong to us.”

“Yes. Yes, please, now. I want to belong to you now. Please do it, now.”

Her head lifted off the bed as Brent guided his cock to her pussy. Her natural response was to deny him entry. He was too big. How was she going to take all three of them? She was going to fail.

“Your body was made for us, Orchid,” Brent said as if he could read her mind.

He slipped in a little more.

These were the men she loved. Her body was made for them. Only for them. Always for them. She’d never admit it to anyone, but from the moment she set her eyes on Brent, River, and Cash three years ago, through Sara, her friend who had been hopelessly infatuated with them, the three billionaires had crept into Orchid’s dreams, leaving her flustered and with an ache between her legs. She vowed she’d never fall for them; she was too smart. Well, look at her now.

She raised herself up, taking him inside her pussy, choosing to relish and savor the mind-altering burn of being stretched to accommodate him instead of trying to squirm away.

“Fuck,” Brent grunted. “I have to go deep,” he said, so strained, she reached up and kissed him.

Tears spilled from her eyes as he embedded himself so deep inside her, her body threatened to bow under him. But she didn’t want that to happen, so she kept her rigidly still.

“Pure heaven,” Brent growled.

Brent flipped her around so that she was straddling him, surprising her by the change in position. The scent of coconut oil filled the air. Her nerves, drunk with sensation, pulled taut as River and Cash began to lubricate her bottom hole, with Brent still inside her.

They took their time, deepening their touch with every new stroke, adding one more finger each time as well, until she felt open enough, and she couldn’t take it anymore and begged them to put their cocks inside her.

She had no idea what she was asking for.

River and Cash lined both their lubricated cocks up at the entrance of her backside at the same time. They breached the first layer of her resistance before they started to take turns penetrating her. Slowly. The more intense the burn, the more deliciously agonizing the stretch, the closer they were to being fully inside her.

“Please,” she whimpered, drenching Brent’s cock as she squeezed her walls around him. “Please, now.” She needed to feel this fullness inside her now. She needed them.

River found passage inside her. Cash followed. For a minute, she saw only stars. She daren’t breathe, or she would crush their cocks inside her.

“Breathe,” Brent ordered her.She shook her head.

“We love you. Breathe for us, sweetheart.”

She let out a breath, and her body cascaded into a sweet oblivion where pain was pleasure and pleasure was pain.

“You’re so damn perfect for us,” River said.

“You still think convenience is all this marriage will be about?” Cash asked from behind her, his cock together with River’s almost fully embedded into her ass.

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