Page 48 of Climbing Everest

“I feel that,” Madd says, the tip of his dick pressed against my left ass cheek as he continues sliding his finger inside me, his movements becoming faster, deeper, harder.

Brixton’s hand shoots forward and grips my jaw, turning my head so I’m forced to look into his face.

My body hasn’t even stopped with the little tingly aftershocks as he gives me this sadistic smile even as he pretends to be disappointed, clucking his tongue.

“I warned you, E. I told you not to come until I gave you permission.”

When I open my mouth, I don’t really think before I say, “Punish me, big guy. Let’s see what you got.”

As much as I want to say I’ll regret it later, I’m pretty sure other than the time we spent apart, I’ll never regret anything I do with these three.

With the only three humans on this planet who truly own me, who own my heart, body and soul.

Okay. So maybe I’ll regret it.

Because just as the flutters of my inner walls slow and I’m finally coming down from my orgasm, Brixton pulls me from Kato’s cock and tosses me onto the bed so quickly I bounce and squeak in surprise.

“What the hell, B?” I say, attempting to push up onto my elbows.

Nope. Don’t get that far.

He grips my hips and turns me so I’m lying on my belly, wrenches my arms behind my back, then wraps something around them over and over from elbow to wrist until I can barely move my fingers, let alone free myself.

There’s a brief sense of trepidation, of fear, but it only heightens the arousal.

Especially when I get a glimpse of dark silk – someone’s tie – before it’s wrapped around my head and used as a blindfold.

Brixton’s warm chest presses against my back and his lips graze the shell of my ear. “I warned you,” he whispers.

A hand smooths over my head. “Do you want me to stop him?” Madd asks and I swear I can practically feel him glaring at Brix even with the blindfold.

“N-no,” I say, struggling to get the word out as excitement, anticipation, and curiosity make my heart race.

Brix is right – he warned me. And while I hadn’t exactly planned to get off without his permission, I can’t find it in me to regret it. That had been one of those mind-blowing orgasms, and I swear my body is still tingly.

“I would gag you, but I want to hear every cry, every moan, and every scream,” Brix says a second before his hands grip my hips and lift my ass into the air.

I’m fully exposed to all three of them in this position and when no one touches me, I momentarily picture them all simply staring at my holes as though either admiring them or trying to decide who’ll take which hole next.

“I think she can take all three of us,” Brix says, that deep, gravelly voice feeling like a fucking vibrator to my clit.

When Madd says, “I thought that’s what we were working on,” I nearly laugh. Because I know exactly what Brix means.

He’s not talking about each of them taking a hole.

Nope. My husband wants to see how far he can push my body, how far he can push me , and that starts with at least two of them in my pussy while another takes my ass.

Hell, he might even mean all three of them taking my cunt at once.

Not once in the time we were together when we were younger had we ever tried triple vaginal, but with my husbands, with the way I feel as though lava is rolling through my veins, I’m willing to try just about anything.

I want to please them. I want to get off again.

I want them to call me their perfect little whore.

The cold lube drips onto my ass again and a finger chases it, dipping into my pussy. A second finger is added to the first. I assume it’s Brix, though he’s keeping the rhythm slow.

Actually, that tracks. Because it’s painfully slow and he’s pushing me closer and closer to the brink before removing his fingers just long enough for the wave to fade before adding three fingers.

Three fingers I can handle. Hell, my husbands are all thicker than that.

Except then Brix adds a fourth finger, I assume his pinky.

He’s not even bothering to keep them together anymore, widening his fingers as though working me open a little more.

“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.

“I can take it. I want your cock, Kato,” I say on a moan when Maddox begins to slowly pump into me while Brix remains still. Why isn’t he fucking me, too?

“Fuck,” Kato grunts and the mattress shifts under me again.

We’re on a king-sized bed, but it feels so small and crowded with two large bodies against mine, with Brix balancing above me, the base of his pierced shaft pressing against my puckered hole as he waits for Kato to take his position.

“I need to be under her. I won’t be able to wedge between you two,” Kato says.

Instead of pulling from me, Brix and Madd help maneuver me enough for Kato to slide below me, since I still have zero use of my hands or arms. Once he’s in position with my head resting against his chest, he slots his cock against my opening.

I feel the blunt, flared head of Kato’s dick, feel as he begins to attempt to push forward.

And…shit. I don’t know if I can take it. So much pressure. So much that it’s this side of pain.

Pain and pleasure have always been separated by such a thin line for me, but this…might be too much.

“You can take it,” Brix whispers, his fingers combing through my hair and snagging on the blindfold.

I blink a few times when he pulls the blindfold down, my head resting on Kato’s warm chest and facing the table with the lamp.

He leans forward until I can see him. “You can take it, can’t you? You can take your husbands’ cocks.”

This was supposed to be a punishment. I assume that means he might not stop if I say I can’t.

Nah. Maddox wouldn’t let him push me past my limits. He would never let anyone hurt me, and I don’t believe for a second Brixton would do anything he truly thought would cause me true pain, not the good kind.

“I can take it,” I say, looking him in the eye as he hovers close to my face.

His smile is warm but sexy, full of darkness yet full of a promise of nothing short of nirvana.

“Give our wife what she wants,” Brix says, still staring into my face.

Madd grunts as Kato pushes forward further, stretching me more than I knew was possible.

For a moment, all three of them stay still, letting my body acclimate to the stretch.

But when Maddox can’t hold out anymore and begins to thrust into me, it sets off a chain reaction until all three of them are fucking me, sending me reeling into another release so intense I feel as though I’ll pass out.

Honestly, I could die right here, right now, and die a happy woman.