Page 11 of Gambler's Fallacy

I swallow around his cock, almost wanting to prove him wrong… but at the same time, he’ll be rougher with me than Vortex, and I don’t want him to come too fast and end this. I want to feel Caleb behind me and Havoc in front of me.

Vortex adds a third finger, starting to pump in and out of me. “That’s right, Seven. Just take it.” His voice is so gentle, so at odds with what he’s doing, and it makes me want to cry.

Crying makes you ugly.

A tear runs down my cheek.

Caleb rubs the corners of my eyes, and I glance up at him. “You’re so beautiful when you cry,” he says, his voice raw with lust.

I sniffle, but I don’t try to make the tears stop flowing.

Now that they’ve started, I’m not sure I can stop. But I press forward, taking more and more of Havoc’s cock into my throat until my nose is flush with his body. It’s all I can do to stay up, especially with the way Vortex’s fingers have picked up the pace inside of me.

Havoc growls and pushes Caleb’s back. “Go, get inside Seven.”

“Afraid you won’t last?” Vortex suggests with a chuckle.

“Fuck you. I just want to feel Seven get pushed onto my cock. Want to feel his throat constrict while he chokes on me.”

I want to feel that too.

Vortex’s hand moves away, and I whimper, but as soon as he’s free of my ass, I lift it in the air. I look at Caleb through blurry vision, and I don’t know if it’s Havoc’s words or the pleading in my tear-filled eyes that have him moving to shed his pants so he can join us on the bed.

Caleb lines up behind me, his bare cock pushing against my hole. I spread my legs wider for him, and sigh in relief when he slides in. I don’t think he added more lube to his cock, but Vortex loosened me well.

“You look so hot like that,” Vortex murmurs, touching my bare back. “Cock on both ends while you whimper and beg for more. Because I know you’re begging, aren’t you, beautiful?”

Beautiful.

I don’t think anyone’s ever called me that before, and it makes me cry even harder.

Caleb thrusts forward. “Seven loves begging for us. Only the three of us, right, pet?”

I try to nod, but Havoc has started to shove into my mouth again — slowly at first, but then faster as Caleb pushes me onto him. He groans, and I push to take him deeper again.

It really is only the three of them.

They held onto me despite my parents sending somebody after me, despite how much easier and safer it would be for them to give me up. I’m worth absolutely nothing, but they still want me.

More tears roll down my cheeks, and I suck Havoc with as much enthusiasm as I can. I tighten my ass for Caleb, too, and his hips snap forward. His fingers dig into my hips, Havoc is tugging on my hair, and Vortex is gently stroking my back.

It’s almost too much to handle.

It seems impossible that my body could feel so much pleasure when my thoughts are sodifficult, but my cock is hard and I feel the thrum of an approaching climax. The sensations are good, so very good, and it’s like I’m getting the best of all three of them.

Havoc’s roughness.

Caleb’s dominance.

Vortex’s gentleness.

The three of them together make up something I didn’t even know I was missing.

“Gonna come,” Havoc warns. “Open up your throat for me, Seven.”

I’m not ready for him to come yet, and I let out a whine. But I’m not going to protest too much, especially when I still have Vortex’s cock to service.

I relax my throat as much as I can, giving Havoc what he needs, and it feels like only seconds pass before he’s spilling into me.

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