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Oh fuck.

A fresh wave of desire gushes between my legs, and Dylan pullsthe dildo out, sawing it back and forth, coating it in my juices before pushing it deep, not stopping until the knot pops inside me, stretching me, pain morphing into an exquisite feeling of fullness. I don't have time to warn them before I explode, my entire body shaking as I come harder than I have in my entire life.

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As I come down from the height of my orgasm, I latch onto Theo's deep, ragged breathing, matching my own with his as he's fighting for his life underneath me.

"You okay down there?" I ask, shifting in his lap, trying to look over my shoulder at him.

"Don't fucking move," he gasps, his hands flexing on my hips. I don't have time to come up with ways to torture him as Henry takes Dylan's place, dragging the head of his cock through the mess between my legs.

"Will we ever be enough, or will you only be happy with monster cock from now on?" Henry teases, eyes sparkling.

"Shut up!" I swat him on the shoulder but don't have time to say anything else before he shoves inside me with a groan.

"I just need to feel you for a second, love," he rasps, capturing my face with his hands, holding me still as he ravishes my body, my mouth, my soul. He pulls away, panting, wrapping his arms tight around my back, and then stands, pulling me off Theo.

"Sorry, man, my turn." Henry carries me to the rug in front of the fire, his cock still buried deep inside me, and carefully drops to his knees, making sure my legs won't get crushed before laying me down.Stretching over me, he fucks me with long, measured strokes, holding my gaze, the intensity increasing with every push and pull of his hips. "I had to see you like this," he whispers, pushing a lock of hair from my forehead.

"Like what?" I ask, arching up to meet his thrusts, pressing my nipples to his chest, moaning as they drag against his skin.

"Absolutely ravished on a rug in front of the fireplace."

"Is it everything you hoped for?" I tease, reaching up to stroke his cheek.

"God, yes. I wish you could see yourself right now. Your hair looks like flames, and your eyes are greener than I thought possible. Your freckles are melting into the rosiness of your skin. I've never seen anything more beautiful."

Tears spring to my eyes. How can he–with his angled jaw, full lips, eyes the color of stormy seas, and inky dark hair falling in curls over his forehead–be saying that aboutme? I strain up to meet his lips. He follows me back down as I relax, tilting my chin to deepen the kiss, stilling his hips to focus on my mouth, his cock buried at the entrance to my womb. I groan as he sucks my lower lip into his mouth, squirming beneath him.

I feel more hands on me, and then Henry and I are being pulled apart. It's like an out-of-body experience as they pick me up, calloused hands brushing heated skin. My eyes flutter open as they lower me toward the floor, Dylan's hooded brown eyes watching my every move. Strong hands pull me down on top of a warm body, my back to their chest. Fingers grip my thighs, pushing them wide, spreading lube over my ass. Theo's moan has goosebumps racing over my skin as he notches himself and slowly slides into my ass. I whimper, sliding my hand between my legs. Henry's fingers are like a vise grip around my wrist, pulling my hand away.

"That's my job," he says roughly, straddling Theo's legs, slapping my clit with his cock before sliding the tip down my slit and impaling me with a muttered curse, his eyes rolling back.

"Dylan." I motion for him to come closer, not knowing what I want, only that I need him near me.

"Where do you want me, Freckles?" he asks, sliding his back and forth along his shaft with measured strokes, a bead of precum glistening at the tip.

"We need a proper wedding night, which means all three of you need to be inside me."

"Does a cock in your ass count?" Theo murmurs in my ear.

"Close enough," I answer, gasping as he flexes inside me. They work like a well-oiled machine, moving just the right way to allow Dylan enough room to crouch over me.

"Wait. This doesn't feel right." I know it's selfish to stop them when they're so close, but I want this to be perfect, and it's just not. Not when I can tell Dylan won't be comfortable in that position for long, and I can't even see Theo.

"What do you need, baby?" Dylan asks, stepping to the side.

"Can we stand? I want to be able to see all of you." Henry pushes away from me, stands, and pulls me up after him. "Tell me exactly what you're thinking so we can make it happen."

"Theo, put your back against the wall," I instruct, waiting for him to take his place before turning to Henry. "Henry, pick me up. I'll wrap my legs around your waist. Now take me over to Theo."

He does exactly as I say, their cocks twitching beneath me, desperate to be back inside.

"Dylan, I want you on my side." I pull him into a kiss as he plasters himself against my body, his cock bobbing just beneath my ass cheek. I reach underneath me, gripping his shaft, pressing the tip of his cock to my pussy. I swallow his groan as he pushes into me, breaking the kiss, I twist toward Theo, pressing my lips to his as I grip his cock and notch it against my ass. He growls, pushing his tongue into my mouth as the head of his cock pops inside me. I whimper, squeezing around him hard.

"Jesus fucking Christ," he grunts, his hips stuttering for a second before he gets himself under control and slides the rest of the way in.

"Ready?" I ask, turning to Henry, feeling for his cock beneath me, and wrapping my fingers around his thick shaft.

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