Page 116 of Gilded Locks
She blinked her eyes open and stared at him through spiked lashes. Breath jutted out of her as Hunter nudged deeper.
“I need more room.”
Ash shifted, withdrawing so that Stone could shift lower and Hunter could ease himself in. His absence should have brought relief, but she wanted him back inside of her. “Come back.”
“First Hunter.”
Her lips parted on a silent scream as Hunter’s tight, overwhelming possession became all she could feel.
“I’m in.” His hand stroked softly down her spine. “Velikolepnaya, Lisichka. Magnificent.”
“Look at me,” Ash said, stroking her cheek. “You have to breathe.”
Exhaling hard, she tried to speak but words failed her. Ash held her stare, slowly lifting his hips.
“Your all too big,” she finally managed.
But Ash only laughed. “Maybe you’re too small.”
Stone shifted, partially withdrawing so that Ash could slide fully into her again. When all three of them were finally seated, they shared a communal sigh.
Stone groaned. “I think you’re just right.”
“I knew you could do it, printessa.”
She preened under Ash’s praise, unsure how she managed to fit them all, but now that they were inside of her, she felt like she’d fall to pieces if they pulled out. “Don’t let go.”
“Never,” Ash promised, as the three of them started to move.
Hunter first full thrust brought her body to life. Sparks of pleasure zapped up and down her spine as the incredible sensation of being stretched by three cocks overwhelmed her. Stone moved slowly, restricted by Ash’s thickness, but once they found an alternating rhythm, they were moving steadily in and out.
Their touch was everywhere and nowhere. They had complete possession of her, ownership in a way no one else ever had. She held nothing back, and let them do as they wished, taking the extreme pleasure with the intense challenge that came with loving three men.
She trembled, but this time her shaking had nothing to do with the building sensation and everything to do with her realization. She loved them. Not one more than the other, but all three, differently and equally.
The ball dropped and they froze.
“Marigold,” Hunter’s form command pulled her from her thoughts. “Are you hurt?”
“No,” she rasped.
“Pull out slowly?—”
“Wait.”
They stilled, surrendering to her full control.
“You dropped the ball.”
She needed to catch her breath. “An accident.”
“You’re sure?”
“Positive.” She was in shock. Was it possible to love three men at once and in such a short time? Her heart said yes. “I…”
When she didn’t finished, Stone’s voice went firm. “You have to communicate, Marigold, or we don’t know what’s going on. Do you want us to stop?”
“No,” she said, stronger than before. “Don’t stop.”
