Page 62 of Hat Trick Daddies

“Brooks,” I murmur, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. “Are you okay with this?”

He doesn’t answer right away. Instead, he lifts my chin, his eyes searching mine. Then he kisses me again, his lips firm, possessive, leaving no doubt in my mind.

“I’m okay,” he says softly when we break apart. “If this is what you want, I’ll make it work.”

His words send a thrill through me, and I smile, pulling him back into another kiss. The twins press closer, their hands and lips finding new ways to worship me, and I lose myself in the sensation of being surrounded by them.

In this moment, nothing else matters. Not the complications, not the potential fallout, only this, the feeling of being wanted, desired, and cherished by all three of them.

Brooks' hands squeeze my waist, his touch both possessive and tender. Tyler's lips trail down my neck, leaving a path of fire in their wake. Nick's fingers tangle in my hair, gently tugging my head back to expose more of my throat.

I'm dizzy with desire, overwhelmed by the attention of three men who each hold a piece of my heart. The air is thick with the scent of arousal, our mingled breaths creating a symphony of soft gasps and low moans.

"Bed," Tyler murmurs against my skin, his voice husky with need.

As if choreographed, we move together toward the rumpled sheets. I fall back onto the mattress, pulling Brooks down with me. He hovers above me, his eyes dark with desire, searching my face for any sign of apprehension, but there is none. I want it all.

Brooks grins at me, and then I feel his cock nudging against my thigh. He’s eager, willing, and nearly chomping at the bit to make me moan and sigh. Each of them takes turns to please me with their mouths, their hands.

Brooks trails kisses down my tits, his lips hot against my skin. Nick's fingers trace delicate patterns along my inner thighs, while Tyler's mouth finds mine in a searing kiss.

I arch into their touches, my body a live wire of sensation. Brooks moves lower, his breath teasing me before his tongue makes contact. I gasp, my fingers tangling in his hair as pleasure courses through me. Nick and Tyler work in tandem, their hands and mouths exploring every inch of me they can reach.

The room fills with the sounds of our passion: soft moans, whispered encouragements, and the rustle of sheets. I'm lost in a haze of desire, each touch, each kiss pushing me closer to the edge.

“You're beautiful," Brooks murmurs against my skin, his voice reverent.

Tyler hums in agreement, his lips trailing along my collarbone. "Perfect," he adds.

I feel Brooks position himself between my legs, his thick, muscular body cutting between my thighs.

I instinctively rise to him, feeling his cock thrust between my legs. His breath hitches as he slides into me, filling me completely. I gasp at the sensation, my back arching off the bed. Nick captures my lips in a deep kiss, swallowing my moans as Brooks begins to move.

Tyler's hands roam my body, teasing and caressing as Brooks sets a steady rhythm. The feeling is indescribable—Brooks inside me, Nick's lips on mine, Tyler's touch igniting sparks across my skin. It's overwhelming in the best possible way.

"Fuck," Brooks groans, his pace quickening. "You feel amazing, Ally."

I break away from Nick's kiss, panting. "So do you," I manage to gasp out. "All of you."

Tyler's mouth replaces Nick's, his kiss hungry and demanding. Nick moves lower, his lips closing around mynipple, sending jolts of pleasure through me. Brooks continues to thrust, each movement bringing me closer to the edge.

The sensations are almost too much—Brooks filling me, Nick's mouth on my breast, Tyler's tongue dancing with mine.

I'm trembling, teetering on the brink of ecstasy. Brooks senses it, his movements becoming more urgent, more purposeful. His hand slips between us, finding that sensitive bundle of nerves, and I cry out at the touch.

"That's it, baby," he murmurs, his voice rough with desire. "Let go for us."

His words, combined with the onslaught of sensations, push me over the edge. My back arches, a cry of pleasure tearing from my throat as waves of ecstasy crash over me. Brooks groans, his rhythm faltering as he follows me into bliss.

As we come down from our high, panting and trembling, Nick and Tyler are there as Brooks moves back. Nick and Tyler split up, and Nick puts his throbbing, huge dick in front of my face. I take it into my mouth.

Tyler grabs my legs, pulling them apart and entering me, making me gasp on Nick’s dick. My hand falls between our bodies, rubbing my clit.

“Come for me, baby,” Tyler gasps out as my pussy starts to flutter with my impending orgasm.

“You look beautiful,” Brooks praises me from his spot nearby. I glance over and see him stroking himself, his dick already hard again.

Tyler makes my pussy clench tighter and tighter until I’m desperately close to coming. His hands squeeze my nipples, pulling and pinching them, making me moan on Nick’s cock.

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