She’d overestimated her body’s ability. The combination of fear and panic moved turbulently through her. She tried to squirm away as Aston edged a little further into her.

Dear god.

He was going to tear her apart if he penetrated her any deeper. How stupid had she been to think her body would magically open up for all three of them as if she were born to serve them that way?

“Look at me,” Aston demanded, keeping her wriggling body pinned down beneath him with not an inch of effort on his part.

She shook her head, tears rolling down the sides of her face.

“I can’t—” She sobbed.

“Look at me, Winter.” Aston softened his tone and brushed his thumb against her lower lip.

Her eyes fluttered open. Her body knew what was going to happen before her mind. Aston thrust the whole of his cock inside her, obliterating everything that kept her grounded. The stinging, burning pain of her flesh being stretched and of her body’s natural barrier being broken and then molded to fit his colossal size was nothing like she was told it would be.

She struggled to breathe; every inhalation and exhalation was a chore that sent her spiraling further out of control. She found herself drowning beneath him, the fullness inside her dragging her down to the depths of her soul.

Banging her fists against the supreme hardness of his chest ended up with her only hurting herself until she realized every little movement, she made increased the size of his cock inside her.

She sealed her lips and refused to let air in. If she laid still, she wouldn’t be torn asunder because that was what it felt like to her.

The foreignness of his cock inside her pussy both fractured her thinking and awed her at the same time.

The weight of his thickness and the heat that spilled from his ropey, densely veined hardness saturated the walls of her pussy, drawing an abundance of wetness from her that, in turn, coated his cock.

And now, in her mind, swam only one thought. A part of Aston was inside her. A part of Konnor and Houston was going to be inside her as well.

“Breathe, Winter,” Aston said softly. Lifting a little away from her, he ripped off his T-shirt, and his rock-hard chest and abs brushed against her swollen nipples.

She couldn’t hold her breath forever. After a few failed attempts, she slowly started to allow air into her body again.

Aston slipped his hand between her thighs; his knuckle brushed her clit, pressing against the length of his cock, and she shuddered at the contact.

“Fuck,” Aston said as he dragged his cock from her, and then thrust his thickness back inside her, not giving her a reprieve.

The inward draw of his thickness against the textures of her walls emboldened her with curiosity, yet the pain of her being stretched again lessened none.

She braced herself as he did it again and again, but it was impossible not to see specks of blood that coated his hand. She left the evidence of her innocence on his cock, and it had now stained his hand.

A low rumbling in his chest reverberated against her as he smeared her blood across his chest.

Oh god.

Using that same bloody hand, he laid it around her throat. “Come for us, Winter.” Aston slid in and out of her, dragging his cock a little deeper each time.

She breathed heavily, frenetically as he pinned her down to the mattress, and the pressure of his body against her clit released an orgasm from her that came from the ashes and rose into flames.

“Fuck,” Aston murmured as he withdrew from her, and before her next breath, Konnor pulled her down to the edge of the bed and guided his cock into her.

Her body resisted him the same way, clenching down on his thickness as she arched her back and instinctively tried to squirm away from him, leaving him with only half of his thick cock inside her.

Unfazed that she’d clamped down on his cock, Konnor used the tips of two of his fingers and started to polish her sensitive clit. Her head lifted off the bed as a frantic orgasm sped through her. Her limbs quivered. All her blood rushed to her pussy.

She cried out in shame as she climaxed, her pussy vibrating against his cock. Tremor after tremor rolled through her, and that’s when he leaned over, curled one hand around her nape and the other around her hip, bringing her bodily into him.

He pulled her down on his magnificent length and filled her up the same way Aston had, but then he slid into her a little deeper than her body allowed.

She squealed with fresh panic, but he soothed her with his rough, gravelly voice that felt like silk against her nerves, leaving his cock deeply but quietly embedded inside her before he dragged it out so slowly, he imprinted every cell in her body as he withdrew.