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“Good girl, using those words. Very good girl. Enzo, why don’t you give our little moon the more she wants.”
Enzo stares down at me as he moves to kneel between my thighs. His cock is huge, thick, jutting out proudly. His fist circles it and he pumps a few times, before he pushes it pastmy lips. I whimper as he slides down my throat until my nose is pressed against his pelvis. His guttural groan has wetness coating my thighs. Wetness that Mateo is there to lick up, humming as if it is his favorite treat.
“Goddamn she is sweet. Come here, Tomas, give our girl a taste.”
Tomas moves behind Enzo, their bodies crashing together, their hands grasping at each other. Enzo fucks his cock into my throat, choking me as I twist beneath him. Tomas’ mouth covers my pussy and I cry out around Enzo, my eyes rolling back again. He matches the strokes of his tongue over my clit to the pump of Enzo’s hips. It is magic, it is bright stars and glowing moons, it is the peak of pleasure and I want more. I need more. I crave more.
As Tomas continues to flick his tongue over my clit, he curls his fingers inside me again. Rubbing that spot he found earlier, he has my world spinning off its axis. With Enzo still deep in my throat, pumping his hips and telling me what a good girl I am, I am edging another orgasm.
Blinking as Mateo moves, I watch as he drips something down on his cock. Clear, stickiness. Oh. Lube. A thrill shoots through me because I know it means he is about to fuck someone. Me. Enzo. Tomas. The anticipation pushes me right over the edge and I come again, flooding Tomas’ mouth as I cry out, mouth still stuffed full of Enzo.
“Ah, fuck, that’s a good girl. Look how much sweet sugar she’s giving you, baby. Lick up every drop of her. Let Enzo taste her on your tongue.”
Shuddering beneath them, I watch as Enzo turns, his tongue out. Tomas is there, licking drops of my cum into his mouth before they kiss. Tomas groans hard, his body shuddering. It takes me a moment to focus. Mateo has shoved into Tomas from behind, bending him down as he buries himselfdeep.
Enzo moves to take Tomas’ place as Mateo starts to thrust. His thrusts shake the entire bed, our sounds echoing in the dark space. I notice then the mirror hanging over the bed. Seeing all of us tangled up together, Mateo fucking Tomas hard as he grips his shoulders and pounds into him, I feel another rush of wetness between my thighs.
“Enzo, it’s time, baby. Time to take our little moon.”
Yes, I think. Yes, I want him to take me. I want them all to take me. But I want Enzo first. The bond between Tomas and Mateo is clear. I find myself wondering if I can be to Enzo what Tomas is to Mateo. It is a silly idea of course. They bring women here to play with them, not to keep them.
Jealousy rips through me as I think this. Even thinking of any of them with anyone else—besides each other—enrages me. Beside me, Mateo chuckles and I flush, wondering if I am being obvious. I know tonight is it for us. I understand how these things work. Not that I have ever done...these things. Fear hits me. I dove in headfirst without a clue on how to swim.
“No condoms,” Mateo stuns me as he goes still for a moment. Snatching the condom from Enzo’s hand, he tosses it.
“Ah, fuck,” Enzo’s head falls back, a roar ripping out of him. Still fisting his thick length, he slaps it a few times against my folds. I flush because it is so lewd, but I love it. Smiling down at me, he reaches over my head, untying my hands. Pressing the tip of himself to my entrance, he goes still. I pout up at him, wriggling to entice him to push inside of me. He laughs, shaking his head at me, smacking my pussy again with his cock.
“Greedy little girl. Now you will wait,” he tells me, pushing the tip of himself inside me before pulling out. Turning slightly, he grabs the back of Tomas’ head, shoving his cock down his throat.
Beneath him, I fume. I said I wanted more. Mateocommanded him to give me more. Why won’t he? Mateo is the one laughing now, bending down to catch my furious gaze. Cradling my face, he forces my gaze to meet his.
“Don’t pout, little moon. Wouldn’t want to have to spank that sweet ass. Or is that what you want, little girl? Do you want daddy to pink that pretty ass of yours? Should we punish you by not fucking that pretty little cunt? Maybe our first time playing you don’t get any cock? Is that what you want, little girl?”
“No! Please, I want....” I am stunned when Mateo strikes me across the face. It is gentle, though there is a sting to it. I gape up at him, shocked when I feel my clit buzzing between my legs. Jesus, what sort of deviant desires have I been hiding from myself? Do I....Do I want to be hit? Do I want to be teased and tortured?
“You don’t get to demand. Be a good girl for us, tell your daddies what you want. Do you want Enzo’s big cock to stuff that tight cunt full? Or do you want to watch me fuck Tomas while he sucks Enzo off?”
“No, please, daddy,” I pant, tears in my eyes because I am a livewire of need. “Please, I want someone to fill me. I want to be fucked. I want you to use me. I want...I want you to come inside of me or all over me. Please, daddy. Please, use me because I want to be used.”
“Jesus, fuck, she’s perfect,” Enzo grunts, thumping his cock against my pussy again. He exchanges a look with Mateo before he thrusts once, tearing me wide open. Not just my body, but my soul, my very being.
I am two different people now. The messy, lost, disaster of a girl I was before that night at the wedding when I landed at their feet. Now, here with them, I am a different girl altogether. I am a needy, greedy, slutty little thing inside this room. I want to be used. To be hurt. To give pleasure to these big, beautiful men.I will never have another night like this, so I want it to count.
Crying out, my nails score down his chest as he sinks deep inside of me. It burns. He stretches me wide, his eyes dropping to watch the graphic sight of his thickness spreading my tiny pussy. I thrash beneath him as he starts to move, hissing as he pulls out and goes still.
“Fuck me,” he grits the words out. “Our little moon is averygood girl. We’re her first cocks. Jesus hell, she is absolute perfection. So tight and wet, gripping my cock like a greedy little girl. That’s my good girl, baby. Take this big cock like the good little slut you are. That is what you are, huh, baby? Tell me what a little slut you are for us.”
“Yes, yes, daddy. I am. A bad little slut for your cocks, please, please, daddy, fuck me. I don’t want any other cocks. I never did. I never will.”
“Christ,” Mateo moans, thrusting faster and harder into Tomas. They have moved so Tomas is beside me. There is a look of serene pleasure on his face as he cradles my head, bending to kiss me as their thrusts rock our bodies. “She is our good little girl. Make her come, baby. Make that pretty little pussy come on your cock. She wants it, she wants your cum in that little cunt. Don’t you baby? Tell daddy how bad you want his cum.”
“Yes, yes,” I chant, alive for the first time in my life, my entire body alight with a pleasure I wish could go on forever. “Come inside me, daddy. Please, please, use me to come. I want it. I want it, daddy, please,” I cry like a greedy little girl, my body shuddering as Enzo pounds into me again and again. I am going to hurt tomorrow, but I welcome it. I want it. To remember this. To know that for a moment in time, my mess made sense.
“Give me those eyes, little moon,” Enzo pants, fisting my hair to force me even before I can obey. “I’m going to fill this perfect little cunt up. Mateo will next. Tomas too. You’re going to be walking out of here dripping with us. Going to keep this goodgirl cunt full of our cum.”
Enzo slams his mouth to mine and I splinter into a thousand pieces. Beside me, Tomas grunts as he comes, his cum shooting all over me as he jerks his cock in a furious fist. Mateo comes too, jerking inside of Tomas. Enzo comes next, slowing his savage thrusts as if he truly wants to get my womb as full of his seed as he can.
We collapse together in a tangle of bodies. Staring up at the mirror above us, I can’t look away. I want to store this moment forever. Enzo doesn’t pull out of me. I don’t want him to. Mateo and Tomas cuddle up beside me, their hands on me, touching me, almost petting me.
