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“I thought… you were a… brain surgeon,” I stutter, my nerves crumbling as he widens me further.

Eason chuckles. “You mean, what’s a brain surgeon doing with a speculum?” he asks distracted, busy with his device. “Well, the instant I knew you were the one for us, I took the responsibility to make sure that you’d be able to take all three of us inside you, Princess.”

The one for us.

When he’s opened me as far as he wants, they dip their fingers into me, feeling the unhindered texture of my pussy and seeing firsthand the contractions I feel from their touch. Alex caresses my stomach, and Kai sucks on my nipple to keep me distracted.

Eason is not done yet. With my pussy spread open, he brings the nozzle of a bottle of lubricant to my bottom hole and squeezes the lube inside me. I squeal at the sensation, and before I know it, Eason lowers his head, takes my clit into his mouth, and while he sucks on me, he presses a butt plug into my ass.

Alex increases the pressure on my stomach. Kai’s made my nipples ultra-sensitive with his gentle touch that now my whole body is in accordance, and I come. So violently, I soak Eason’s face the same instant he penetrates me fully with the butt plug.

My mind is in chaos. My body a volcano of heat. Pain melds with pleasure and takes me to another sphere.

All I know is I need more.

I hear myself beg incoherently, and suddenly the speculum is removed, and immediately Kai towers over me.

“Princess,” he says as he thrusts his cock inside me, following the same pathway as Alex, only he feels tremendously bigger. My mind protests, but my body is prepared, and more than anything, I want this. I need this. I don’t know why, but I do.

I breathe. I relax my walls from the intense contraction I have around Kai’s cock, making it easier for him to penetrate me further.

When Kai is seated inside me, he’s so big his cock bumps my cervix.

“Thank you, Princess,” he says softly, kissing me before he flips us around so that I’m straddling him. He loves my breasts and reaches up to suck them while Eason removes the butt plug and places the head of his cock at my entrance.

I cry out as he pushes in, widening me to suit his girth. The burn is scalding, changing the chemistry of my entire brain. Kai takes up so much space inside me, that with Eason in my bottom hole, it feels as if I’m going to burst. But the pain is deliciously addictive. I want more, I want Alex, and I don’t have to wait long. Alex lines up his cock next to Eason's.

I bang my fists against Kai’s beautiful, sculpted chest as Alex and Eason find a rhythm, and both of them enter me at the same time.

I go still. I don’t breathe. I can’t. My body is feverish, wet, sticky, and frantically overcome with being filled so deeply I feel it in my soul. I’m determined never to draw another breath for fear of imploding.

“Open your pretty eyes, princess,” Kai says, his voice reaching me and pulling me toward him. I do as he says. Instantaneously, my breath gushes from me. My body pulls taut on all three of their cocks. I relish the sound of their growls and now empowered, I do it again and again, clenching my walls around them, and swaying my hips.

I want what they want. I want them to come inside me at the same time.

It isn’t long before they take control of my body and send me hurtling toward another orgasm, only for them to follow me. Ribbons upon ribbons of their warm essence wash over me, anointing the most intimate parts of me. They fill me up with their cum, and don’t stop moving inside me until they’ve emptied every last drop.

I don’t remember much after that, except being utterly cherished and pampered by them.

But I know when the storm ends, so does this.

Chapter Eighteen

Skye

I don’t know what to do. I’m paralyzed with indecision. For the first time in my life, I have more money than I know what to do with. I could leave this apartment and live in a five-star hotel for a year while looking for my dream house.

Kelsie never has to worry a single day in her life about money. I can give her that peace of mind. She can finish school, go to university, and become a doctor. I could buy her a car, her own apartment even.

As for my mother, I’ve paid her debt to the mafia guy; now I’ll just buy her groceries every week, and I’ll pay for her car and her salon appointments. A holiday once a year. I’ll send her money every month to do as she pleases, but it’s going to take a very, very long time before I forgive her. And the truth is, she won’t care whether or not I forgive her. She’s just not that kind of a mother.

How is it possible with ten million dollars in my bank account, I feel the emptiest, the loneliest I ever felt in my whole life?

Lily brought over champagne, chocolate, and flowers to congratulate me on losing my virginity and getting paid for it in the complete opposite way she thought would happen. I showed her how excited I was, how happy I am, and that I couldn’t wait to making plans, but as soon as she left to meet a client, I wanted to cry.

Ugh, what is wrong with me? I have everything. Everything. And yet I have nothing.

They let me go.

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