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Mateo

The next morning was relaxed and even though Scarlett protested the whole time, Mateo insisted on helping her cook breakfast. She went all out for their return, and he refused to let her do all the work. Besides, he missed cooking with her.

Once everyone was fed and Vince helped her clear the dishes, they all sprawled out in the living room, choosing to spend the day being lazy. Scarlett had her head in Vince’s lap and worked on a sketch while Vince drifted off with his fingers in her hair.

When Mateo sat down to massage her feet his gaze fell on the candles by the fireplace. How had he missed those this whole time? He tossed a teasing smirk Ezra’s way. “When did you become such a romantic?”

“Not my idea,” Ezra shrugged, returning a rather pleased grin. “But they weren’t for the ambiance. Right, princess?”

Scarlett’s pencil stilled, her face a deep red as her eyes rested on Ezra. Then she hid her face behind the sketchbook again.

“Don’t be so shy, princess. You liked it.”

Scarlett slid further behind the book, but it was in vain.

Ezra’s head rolled back with a proud chuckle. “Had me covered in wax because you couldn’t get enough of it. Even made me fuck you while you did it, didn’t you?”

Mateo’s eyes darted between the two of them when Vince surprised them by speaking up. “Do you not want us to share our experiences with you that happen in private?”

That piqued Ezra’s interest. “Oh, do share, Vince. What have you two been doing all alone in this cabin for two weeks?”

Scarlett kept her face hidden, barely breathing. She was clearly uncomfortable, so it surprised him even more when Vince opened his mouth again.

“She let me take her at the lake.”

“Oh, our mute is kinky after all,” Ezra chirped, earning an eye roll from Vince, which he ignored. “Did you enjoy that? Letting him fuck you out in the wild where anyone could have watched?”

Finally, she brought herself to drop the book, her eyes darting between all three of them. “We weren’t naked.”

“Apparently naked enough,” Ezra teased.

She bit her lip and it looked rather painful, so Mateo leaned over and tugged at it with his thumb. “You don’t have to be ashamed. We love that you trust us enough to explore new things.”

“Oh believe us, this is only the beginning,” Ezra hummed, though to her, it likely sounded like a threat.

“All the things we’ll let you explore.” Ezra stood and with his predatory eyes locked onto Scarlett, he took one calculated step after another.

When he was right in front of her head, he dropped to his knees and let his fingers trail from her thigh over her hip bone and to her sternum while gently taking her book from her and setting it aside.

“We are your willing subjects. If one won’t do it the others will.

You are our queen, and we are here to serve your every need. ”

Scarlett’s chest heaved, fighting for every breath.

Wide, doe eyes watched Ezra, her lips slightly parted.

It was the hottest Mateo had ever seen her.

She didn’t fight it, her mind clearly picturing every scenario imaginable.

Mateo shifted to kneel between her thighs, her gaze shifting to him as he leaned down and pushed her shirt up to kiss the skin of her lower belly.

His dick throbbed and after weeks of not having her, he was ready to combust.

“No,” she whispered, grabbing his hands as he moved to tug down her pants.

Mateo’s world fucking stopped, and his heart felt as if she’d stabbed him. He could only stare up at her as her cheeks flushed even redder than before.

“Has it been that long?” Ezra asked, clearly knowing more than him and Vince.

Her cheeks hot, her eyes drifting to Ezra.

“I’m sure Mateo won’t mind.”

“Mind what?” he finally snapped, hating the feeling of being left out of something.

“She’s bleeding again.”

His gaze back on Scarlett, his tone softened. Suddenly, he kicked himself for his irrational thoughts. “Of course I don’t mind.”

Ezra leaned over her, kissing his way over her jawline to her ear. “Let him fuck you bare like you let me last month.”

“I would love to.” Mateo wouldn’t last long, but she had two other willing men to meet all her needs. Fucking her bare was like a dream come true. “Please,” Mateo begged, unable to help the whine in his tone.

Slowly, very slowly, Scarlett nodded.

Then Vince finally found his voice again. “Scarlett, you can go to the bathroom and freshen up, if that eases your mind.”

As if Vince’s words had broken some spell, she scrambled to her feet and left.

“What the fuck?” Ezra hissed quietly. “She doesn’t need to clean up.”

Vince pushed himself to stand and grimmed down at Ezra. “Clearly neither of you noticed the open box of tampons in the bathroom. You really think she’s going to enjoy whatever comes after you pull one of those out of her?”

Both men snapped their mouths shut. Vince disappeared, returning with washcloths and towels from the linen closet.

Mateo followed his example and started lighting candles, if for no other reason than to have something to do—otherwise he might blow in his pants before Scarlett could lay a hand on him.

When Scarlett returned, she was wearing nothing but Vince’s shirt. She shuffled nervously on her heels with her thighs pressed together, so Mateo held out his hand. Visibly relieved, she took his invitation and let him lay her on the towel he’d spread over the couch.

“Don’t be nervous,” Mateo told her. “For me there is no difference other than not wearing a condom.”

“It’s just so messy.”

Mateo nudged her legs apart with his knees and leaned over to kiss the bridge of her nose. “Then close your eyes, my love.” Out of the corner of his eye he saw Vince sit back in an armchair and Ezra approach the two of them. “What would ease your mind?”

“I wish I could feel that it doesn’t bother you.”

“Some day soon you will. Can you trust my words and actions until then?”

Scarlett nodded and brushed his hair out of his face. “I trust you.”

Ezra settled back down next to her on the floor, his fingers twirling her hair. “We don’t mind a little blood. We’ve had plenty on our hands.”

Scarlett closed her eyes, releasing the tension from her body. “I know, I’m just overthinking.”

“We’d better turn that busy mind of yours off,” Ezra chuckled, capturing her face to drown her thoughts in a kiss.

Mateo shucked his pants and started trailing kisses over her stomach to her full, gorgeous breasts.

Scarlett’s body was filling out more and more with a proper diet and exercise, and Mateo loved it.

One hand braced his weight beside her, the other grabbed her thigh and lifted it up to adjust her hips.

She was so immersed in Ezra’s kiss that she willingly let Mateo manipulate her body, his tip already pressing against her pussy.

He knew she would think too much if he tried working her open with his fingers, and he hoped the extra lubrication would let him take her without much prep.

Ezra had Mateo’s back, pushing his hand between them and claiming her clit.

She was still drowning in Ezra’s kiss, her body arching towards Mateo’s touch as he slowly sank his aching cock into her.

He knew the moment he had her, he would hate going back to the condoms, longing for the few days a month he would be able to take her bare.

He also knew he would have to fight Ezra to have her, but that was a problem to deal with in the future.

Ezra didn’t hide how impatient he was to have her too. The only reason he wasn’t holding a knife to his throat and taking her for himself was Scarlett. She clearly wanted Mateo, and her needs came before any of theirs.

Sucking her nipple into his mouth, Mateo ground into her, circling his hips to give her time to stretch—and to buy him time before he lost it.

Scarlett moaned and whimpered, Ezra inhaling every sound as if they were the air he needed to live.

Part of Mateo wanted him to fuck off. Ezra had spent the past week alone with her, he didn’t need her now.

But Mateo immediately banished the thought.

That was his friend and Scarlett clearly wanted him there too.

So, he sucked harder and started thrusting, letting his mind drift to the pleasure of her walls contracting around him as Ezra worked her clit faster.

He fell into the bliss of finally having her, hearing her moans and feeling her body match him for every thrust. He moved faster, turning his mouth to her other breast, flicking his tongue against the hardened pearl there.

Mateo drove into her harder and faster, his body working beyond his control and before he knew it, he was falling off the edge.

His climax slammed into him like a freight train, and seemed to go on for hours.

Weeks of pent up frustration boiled down to Mateo pulsing burst after burst of hot cum inside her.

Pain shot through his scalp, and then he was moving, Scarlett soothing the pain with her lips on his. She fed him her moans, her walls tightening around his cock and her body twitching as she found her own release.

When he freed her from the kiss to take in the view of her still shaking body, she was panting for air. Her eyes were closed and her head lolled back onto the pillow while Ezra spoiled her with kisses along her jawline.

Tracing her hip bones with his thumb, Mateo let his gaze drift to Vince who was still sitting in his armchair with a lazy smile on his lips. Fuck, Mateo hated himself for how he’d treated him the past days, but he had no time to dwell. Ezra was now demanding his share.

“Come here, little princess.”

And with that, he tugged at her body until she knelt beside the couch.

Mateo quickly offered her a pillow for her knees and grabbed a cloth to clean himself.

Mateo thought she would freak out if she saw all the blood but thankfully, she was too distracted by Ezra twisting her head for a kiss to notice.

Ezra didn’t waste any time and pumped into her, her hands clawing the couch cushions for support.

Mateo situated himself in front of her, his cock already swelling again.

Guiding her hand, he wrapped her fingers around his shaft.

She followed his lead, letting him pump his dick into her fist. Cum-drunk, she surprised all of them by leaning forward, her tongue darting out to swipe along Mateo’s cockhead.

He grunted and stilled completely, terrified that one wrong move would scare her away.

Scarlett peered up through her lashes, shy and so fucking innocent. “I-I’m not sure…” she whispered but before she could finish the sentence, she dropped her eyes. “I’ve only done it once…”

Vince stood and sat next to her, turning her to face him with a finger under her chin. “Do you want me to talk you through it?”

Scarlett worried her lip as she found her courage to nod.

Vince smiled and guided her mouth back to Mateo’s dick. “This is about you, Scarlett. Listen to yourself and what you are comfortable with. Close your lips around him.”

Fuck. Mateo’s head rolled back as she followed Vince’s words.

Ezra slowly picked up his pace again, holding her still with a tight grip on her hips. “He’ll come so fast; you won’t even have time to explore.”

“Fuck you,” Mateo hissed, brushing Scarlett’s hair away from her face.

Vince, however, had his full attention on Scarlett, his words guiding her as she tested her boundaries once more.

“Drop your mouth over him and take as much as you are comfortable with.” Mateo clenched every muscle in his body, giving her time to find her limit.

“Good, now move back up and do it again as much as you like. The pace is yours.” Vince’s hands dropped to his jeans, fumbling them open and freeing his own cock, giving it one slow stroke.

“What you can’t take with your mouth you fist with your hand. ”

Her delicate fingers took Mateo’s base while her mouth moved over his cock.

She found a steady rhythm, getting his cock jerking in her grip.

She probably wasn’t aware of it, but she’d unconsciously matched Ezra’s pace.

Of course the fucker noticed, slowly picking up his own pace and therefore making her do the same.

“Add a little suction,” Vince instructed.

And so Scarlett did, causing Mateo to grit his teeth. The obscene slurping sounds tightening his balls.

“He’s close,” Vince groaned, pleasing himself as he closely watched her. “You can watch him come, or you can taste him. Do as you feel comfortable with and know he’ll love it no matter what.”

Scarlett clearly decided on tasting him, gagging as she tried to take even more of him.

She kept Ezra’s pace. When Mateo came, he tried to pull her away but it was too late, his second orgasm already pulsing onto her tongue.

She swallowed it happily, and Vince had clearly reached the end of his rope.

He tugged on her hair, guiding her to his own erection.

It was as if she’d been starving and only now realised what she’d been missing. She easily took Vince in her mouth. He combed through her hair, losing himself to the pleasure and forgetting the words he needed to guide her. She was beautiful , her red swollen lips smiling around Vince’s shaft.

“Twirl your tongue like you did for me, princess,” Ezra instructed into her ear like the devil sitting on her shoulder. “Make him come.”

Scarlett did as she was told, swirling her tongue around Vince’s shaft.

Ezra’s pace grew uneven, signalling that he rapidly approached his climax.

Mateo watched as if in a trance. Scarlett hummed, triggering Vince’s orgasm first, which caused a domino effect.

Vince fought to keep his hips still so Scarlett could swallow, all while she was arching onto Ezra’s cock, which spilled more cum into Scarlett’s weeping pussy.

When Vince freed himself from her mouth, her eyes darted through the room, lips swollen and cheeks flushed. “You did so well,” Vince told her.

The colour on her cheeks only intensified as Vince’s praise wrapped around her. Mateo quickly offered her a cloth and watched as she pressed it between her thighs and rushed to the bathroom.