I try to swallow. “Could you maybe get me a drink of water please?”
I love sucking Mikey’s cock and the thought of having all three of them inside me is beyond hot, but my mouth is so dry.
His eyes narrow. “You need some lubrication, sweetheart?”
“Yes, please,” I breathe.
Liam and Conor slow their movements, rocking gently while my attention is on Shane.
Shane’s eyes don’t leave mine as he changes his grip on my jaw, until he’s squeezing my cheeks, opening my mouth wide for him. He tilts my head back further and then he leans down, bringing his face a little closer to mine.
My heart beats wildly against my chest. Conor, Liam and Mikey have their hands all over my body while their older brother holds my head still.
“Is your throat dry?” Shane asks with a wicked glint in his eyes.
“Uh-huh,” I breathe out, open-mouthed.
He leans a little closer, purses his lips, and then the devil spits into my open mouth. His fingers grip my cheeks tighter so I can’t swallow and his saliva runs over my tongue and down the back of my throat.
He arches an eyebrow. “Better?”
Better?That was hotter than hell. I make a noise that sounds vaguely like yes and he releases me from his grip.
“Good girl, now suck Mikey’s cock and make them all come. If you do a good job, I might allow them to let you come too.”
I nod my understanding, too sensitive and close to orgasm to argue with him. Then I turn back to Mikey who is kneeling beside me with his cock in his hand.
He threads his fingers through my hair, guiding my head while he pushes his cock into my open mouth until he hits the back of my throat. “Fuck! Me!” he hisses. “You’re so fucking good at that, Red.”
I almost melt into a puddle as the three of them fuck me at the same time. I swear if they weren’t all holding onto me then I would fall into a trembling heap. Every cell in my body is desperate for release. They are everywhere. Their hands on me, their cocks filling me, their scent blanketing my body as they take what they want, but there is something reverent in the way they hold me. Hard and gentle at the same time. They grip me tightly—fingertips digging into my skin—but I feel their love and protection coursing through them and into every fiber of my body.
And while they’re fucking me, Shane and Conor tell me what a good girl I am. Liam kisses my neck while Mikey brushes away the tears being squeezed out of my eyes from gagging on his huge cock. His fingers tighten on my scalp and he tugs my hair as I suck him harder. A few seconds later, he comes hard against my throat. When he slides out of my mouth I don’t even have the energy to wipe the saliva and cum that escapes my lips, but Mikey wipes it for me as Liam and Conor grunt and groan letting me know they’re close to the edge too.
“Aw, we got to let her come, Shane,” Mikey says.
“Hmm,” Shane cups my jaw in his hand, turning me to face him again. “You want to come, sweetheart?”
I mean is that even a question. “Yes. Please?”
“What do you think, boys?” he says to Conor and Liam.
“I’m always in favor of making my wife come,” Liam groans, his lips pressed close to my ear.
“She’s been such a good girl taking all three of us,” Conor says, brushing my hair back from my face.
Shane winks at me. “Then you’d better take care of her then.”
“Fuck,” Liam grunts as he pushes deeper while rubbing on my clit.
At the same time Conor holds me steady while he circles his hips, rubbing the crown of his cock against my G-spot. And the very second Mikey grabs my face and slides his tongue into my mouth, I come apart. A billion tiny explosions go off in my body at the same time. Flickering starbursts of electricity that converge in one spot between my thighs as I soak the four of us with my cum.
“That’s my girl,” Liam grunts as Conor roars my name.
Then I hear muffled voices but they’re drowned out by the blood whooshing in my ears and my own labored breathing as my head spins. Mikey releases my mouth from his and I suck in deep breaths.
By the time I can focus again, I’m lying on Conor’s chest with his arms wrapped around me while Liam and Mikey lie either side of us with their hands resting gently on my back.
“You still with us, angel?” Conor asks with a soft chuckle.