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“Look at the pretty little pussy swallowing my fingers. Let’s see how much more you can take.”

What’s funny to me is that this is supposed to be his definition of punishment, but I can hear the wetness from my pussy as he begins to push forward hard until…

“Ah!” I cry out as his entire fist enters my cunt.

“Holy fuck,” Madd says from behind me. “Are you okay, baby girl?” he asks, though his voice is guttural.

I’m the only one who’s gotten off – I have no idea how the hell these three are keeping from slamming their cocks into me or even jerking off and spraying me with their spunk.

Brix does this thing where it feels like he’s twisting his fist while inside me and…

“I’m coming! I’m coming!” I cry out, though I’m not sure whether I’m announcing it or warning Brix.

“You’re such a good girl,” Brix croons. “Such a good little whore. Come on my fist then we’re going to fill you up. We’re going to give you our dicks, fill you with our cum. I’m going to put a baby in your belly.”

His last statement is a little…odd. But fuck, we all say some weird shit when we’re in the throes of passion sometimes.

As the orgasm continues to ripple through me, stealing my breath until I can barely form anything more than fricatives, Brix pulls his hand from me then slams his cock into me in one hard thrust.

I don’t know what I thought would happen, but his fist being inside me didn’t make me any less tight, didn’t make the sensation of each of those piercings rubbing against my inner walls any less intense.

A hand tangles in my hair and my head is shoved against the mattress as he fucks into me, using his free hand to slap my ass hard.

“Taking my cock like a perfect little whore,” he says in what sounds so much like a growl. “You’re so fucking perfect. Such a good girl.”

Okay. Apparently, I have a bit of a praise kink because the more he sounds like he’s worshipping me, the closer to another release I grow.

How the hell can I be ready to come again already after getting off twice in such a short period of time?

Any alcohol in my system is burned off because the only thing clouding my thoughts now is pleasure and desire.

The mattress shifts below me, and Brix releases my hair as he shifts his body.

And then…

“Holy shit,” I breathe out as I feel the blunt head of another cock probing at my entrance.

I was right – he hadn’t meant the three of them each taking my three holes. Nope. He’d meant pushing my body to the limits. He’d meant all three of them taking my pussy at once.

“Relax, E,” Brix says, his voice deceivingly calm and soothing as my second husband begins to push forward.

There’s resistance and a lot of pressure, but he’s apparently lubed up enough to keep from causing too much friction.

“Who—” I clear my throat when my voice comes out shaky and a little choked. “Who else is in me?”

“Maddox,” Brix says. “You can take us, can’t you,” he says, the words more of a statement, a reassurance rather than a question. “Tell Kato you want his cock, too.”

There’s the briefest moment where I wonder if they all realize their cocks will literally be rubbing against each other’s. Brixton obviously won’t care being as he fooled around with men while I was gone.

But the other two…

Yet there isn’t a chance in hell I’ll mention that and ruin this moment. I’m not one hundred percent sure I can take all three of them, but the thought alone is enough to want to try.

It’s hot as fuck and…oddly romantic. Taking all three of them without them having to fight over who gets my cunt, my ass, my mouth.

Not that I’m ready for more than one cock in my ass.

Not yet anyway.