Page 64 of Three Beasts

Chapter 40

Zeva

Forget about parties or celebrations.

Despite the happiness filling my little heart, I don’t want to drink the night away at the Honeypot. I want to indulge in my own kind of celebration.

Lucky for me, I’m not the only one with these thoughts on my mind.

“Let’s get the fuck outta here, shall we?” Wade asks me, whispering these words into my ear.

“Let’s,” Jason agrees, coming up to me and resting one hand on my hip. I lock eyes with Alex, and he just grins at me. Let’s go, right now, his eyes tell me, and I just nod at them.

We’re all thinking of the same thing, it seems.

And that’s for the best.

Lucky for us, everyone at the Honeypot is too busy drowning themselves in beer and whisky. Wade opened up the bar, and it’s a free for all. Everyone’s crowding around the counter, and even the strippers have given up on dancing. They just want to party.

“Let’s go,” Wade tells me, grabbing my hand and guiding me out of the Honeypot, Jason and Alex trailing behind us. We step out into the cold air of the night, and Wade throws his jacket over my shoulders. Even though it’s too big for me, I put it on all the same, and then sit behind Wade as he goes to his bike.

A few minutes later and the four of us are rolling down the highway, the roar of the engines drowning out my own thoughts. The drive to Wade’s compound doesn’t take more than half an hour, but it feels like an eternity.

The moment they park their bikes and Wade opens the door, my pussy’s already dripping.

“What are you doing?” Wade asks me, but I just grin at him.

I saunter into the living room as he closes the door, and then I turn to the three men. I take my hands to my shoulders and push down the straps of my dress. Swaying my hips, I make it fall down my body, and then I just take my bra and thong off as seductively as I can, baring my body to them.

“Holy fuck,” Alex whispers, and I just walk over to him kissing his lips softly. Then I do the same with Jason, and then Wade. I want to show them how much I appreciate what they've done for me. I still can’t believe the way things happened, and how they let go of their MC … and all because of me.

“I want you…I want you like I never did before,” I tell them, my heart drumming hard. “Take off your clothes!” I command them, my voice sounding foreign to my own ears. Am I really bossing them around?I can’t believe I am talking like this, but I guess it’s fine at times to show them that I’m no longer just a shy girl.

They look at each other for a while, a grin on their lips, and they start removing their clothes. I watch as their fingers work the buttons of their shirts, their chiseled pectorals and abs jumping into sigh, and I feel my heart tightening up as they throw the shirts off. Then, when they start unzipping their jeans…well, I almost lose it. I stand here, just watching as the jeans fall down their legs and they kick off their shoes, and then I just hold my breath as they get rid of their boxer briefs, their cocks standing up to salute me.

They all stand at the end of the bed, hands on their cocks, and slowly start stroking as they look at me. I enjoy watching a man stroke his cock, but when they have cocks like this…. well, it’s just different, isn’t?

Taking a deep breath, I smile at them.

There they are, the three most handsome men the world has even known, drooling over a stripper. Who knew I would ever be this lucky? Women all over the world would kill for a chance to have what I have.

I walk over to Jason, taking his cock out of his hand, leaning down to place a kiss on the head. The ruby red lipstick leaves the perfect print on the tip. It glistens from the flakes of diamonds in the contents.

Wade’s next, my lips on the head of his cock. I wrap up with Alex; I can't forget about him, of course. He has been so good to me. Maybe a little too good for a girl such as myself.

Going up to my feet again, I make sure I lock eyes with each one of them. My heels make me taller, but not enough to be at eye level with any of them. They just tower over me.

Licking over my bottom lip as I stand in front of Alex, my perfectly manicured nails trail down his chest. I drop to my knees in front of him. Pushing his cock up, I use the tip of my tongue to lick over his balls, sucking each one into my mouth. Each one makes a little pop when I pull back, and that just makes my heart race faster and faster.

“I love this,” I tell him as I roll my lips back from his cock. “I could keep doing it for the rest of my life.”

Reaching my hand over to give Wade’s cock a short stroke, I smile at him. God, I just I wish I could suck them all at once.

I look up at Alex, my tongue moving up the thick underside vein of his cock as it pulsates against the tip of my tongue. Moaning softly, I wrap my lips around his thick head, sucking it into my warm mouth. God, I love the taste of their cocks—more than just love, I’m addicted to them by now.

“Take it, baby. Suck it. It’s yours,” Alex growls, his voice filled with want and need. I can tell he is enjoying what I do to him. They always do.

Pushing against the back of my head, he feeds me his cock. Driving his cock in deeper, not stopping till he had pushed the entire head down the back of my throat. He has the lipstick marks on the base, and I just love the sight of it.

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