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Chapter sixteen

Alaska

Kylie

T he rest of the trip north was uneventful. The guys slept in shifts, monitoring the horizon for any signs of Santos. But their ship never appeared again. They continued taking turns with me.

I prayed that Santos would never find me again. That the plan my bodyguards put into action had done the trick. That I had escaped his clutches forever and was finally free to live my life.

Not that I believed the sentiment.

In every story, the bad guy always returned. Waiting for the proverbial shoe to drop set my teeth on edge. Maybe it’s because I desperately sought a life beyond the mafia. I yearned for the freedom to live my life without constant doom shrouding every step.

I cooked and took care of the cleaning. Not that the guys were slobs. They weren’t, but they’re guys who don’t necessarily care about things like clean sheets. With all the fucking, I’d taken to rotating and laundering sheets daily, along with doing a load of clothing.

There was barely a surface on the yacht where they didn’t fuck me. Sometimes it was solo, while at other times, the sexcapades turned into a group effort. I loved those best. Although I lived for the day when I got to experience another gang bang.

I ached to have them all fuck me. That time on the dining table lived rent free in my mind. A few times when I went searching for one of them to take the edge off my need, it was because I had been fantasizing about that gang bang.

But I understood it wasn’t meant to be yet. I knew they would. They mentioned it a time or two. Most of the time, I didn’t mull over the lack. Mainly because whenever they were relieved of their shift, they hunted me down and fucked me against whatever surface was available.

I wondered what would happen if we had a few days to do nothing but chill. I hoped the house in Alaska would provide us with that type of reprieve. The men were tired. I was too, because my life revolved around their shifts. Every day I ensured that meals were cooked and cleaned up after. I took care of restocking supplies when they ran low and cleaned every surface.

We made a stop in Seattle and spent the afternoon stocking up on more foodstuffs at the world-renowned farmer’s market. It was a place I wanted to return to and explore when there was more time.

Yet now, the yacht hugged the Alaskan coastline as we neared the house. It was located right off the Gulf of Alaska along the shore between Yakutat and Valdez, a short way north of Sitka.

As the shore approached, what I thought from a distance was a tiny log cabin morphed into a huge house that must be seven or eight thousand square feet. A wooden dock extended from the shore. And that was the direction we headed. I was thankful for the coat I picked up in Seattle given the cooler temperatures.

I wasn’t a fan of cold weather. But then, I’d spent the bulk of my life in California. When temperatures went below sixty, I dressed like an Eskimo.

The guys worked together to bring the yacht into port and docked us. The wooden dock was state-of-the-art. But it was the house beyond that gave me pause. It was massive, with a high security fence extending from the water on either side of the dock and disappearing around the back of the home.

The view was stunning with snow-capped mountains off in the distance and a forest of evergreens beyond the property, serving as a secondary line of defense. At the same time those trees kept the property hidden from passersby on land. Just what the hell had Carlos used this house for, anyway.

“Let’s head inside and assess the situation, then we can see what needs to be brought in from the yacht.” Gideon came up behind me on the dock and held out his hand.

I took it without question. Where he led, I would follow. It was his leadership that helped us escape Santos. It was his foresight in readying the yacht with supplies that played a critical role in our survival. I trusted Gideon with every part of my being.

The air was crisp and cool, but I was thrilled to be on solid land again. It was the first time in a week. We had sailed along the coast from Washington state, past British Columbia, Canada. What I had seen from the yacht anytime we ventured close to the shoreline was a beautiful country.

The house had been constructed to look like a large, two-story, log cabin. But I knew looks could be deceiving. My husband had been a strikingly handsome man. His good looks had hidden the monster within until it was too late.

Gideon opened the front door with the key he found in my husband’s office and my thumbprint. The guys were on high alert. Axel hung back to keep lookout while we entered the house. Inside, the home was fully furnished in dark woods, leather and stone. It was a total bachelor pad with deer antlers mounted on the wall. There was a stuffed grizzly bear that a taxidermist had positioned with its mouth open on a silent bellow.

“We each take a floor and conduct a full sweep of the property. I want you sticking with me, babe. Chase take the top floor. Mateo search the basement. We’ll take the main floor.”

“On it.” Chase saluted and headed for the stairs.

“Hollar if you need me.” Mateo descended the stairwell to the basement.

“Lead the way,” I said, unwilling to release his hand. Carlos’s stamp was on everything here. It even smelled like him. I’d forgotten how much I had grown to loathe the scent of his cologne.

We left the foyer with its deep maroon walls and dark hardwood floors and walked through the luxurious living room. There were walnut leather couches with deep seats. And an eighty-inch flatscreen mounted on the wall. A stone fireplace had a moose head above it.

I didn’t understand the need to stuff a dead animal like a trophy. But then my husband had been a sick, twisted bastard. Animal trophies were just the kind of thing he would have enjoyed.

I thanked the fates that sadistic fucker was six feet under. Not a day passed when I wasn’t grateful that he was gone.

We walked through the first floor, searching rooms. The kitchen was fully furnished. There was a walk-in deep freeze like one would expect to find in a restaurant. And it was loaded with frozen goods.

It hit me that this was one of the places Carlos went on his business trips. Every time he left on one, I breathed a sigh of relief, praying to whatever god would listen that he wouldn’t return.

But we completed a full circuit and found nothing untoward.

We circled back around into the living room again. Gideon grabbed the remote and switched on the television. He flipped through the different apps available.

Then stopped at the one marked cameras.

He clicked on the application and opened it. The screen changed. Loads of videos were listed that looked like home movies. Did he save surveillance footage?

“What the hell?” Gideon started one of the videos.

On the big screen my husband appeared, and he wasn’t alone. He had a young woman about my age bent over the couch. And he fucked her violently while she moaned up a storm.

Gideon brought up another video. This time Carlos was fucking two women at once, just as brutally. Gideon searched through video after video. Some had been taped in the living room. But there were others where the scene shifted into a bedroom. In each one he fucked a different woman. It was never the same woman twice.

“This was where he hooked up with women. It was essentially his bachelor pad for fucking other women,” I said almost to myself. Each one of the videos was dated. I’d bet that they were dated when he’d been out of town on business trips during our marriage. Anger filled me. All the instances when he beat me and I begged him for divorce, he had acted like our vows were sacred. When all along he never stopped fucking other women. There was one dated a week after we got married, when I was still in love with him. When I still believed his lies and looked at him as if he was my savior.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be. It gave me a measure of peace whenever he wasn’t around.” Those were the happiest times for me. Often, he would find a reason to hit me before he left on a business trip. So, while I was home nursing bruises and praying he wound up in a horrific accident, he traveled up here and fucked a bunch of women.

He switched off the tv. “Why don’t we go grab the perishables from the boat and bring them inside.”

Inside I seethed and wanted to give that son of a bitch the middle finger. It would give me satisfaction to know he was rolling in his grave while I they banged my damn brains out in his hookup house. “I want another gang bang with the four of you. I want you guys to fuck me in here on the couch with the cameras running.”

A half smirk formed, and his gaze sizzled. “Is that so? I figured it would turn you off, seeing your deceased husband that way.”

“Nope. I want one of you in my mouth, one in my hand, one in my pussy, and one in my ass. And you can take turns fucking my pussy and ass. I want to come multiple times, like I’m a queen and you are my subjects, and your only job is to bring me pleasure and make me come.”

He growled. “Shit woman, now I’m going to be walking around with a hard-on until I can fuck you.”

“You could always bend me over the couch for a quicky,” I teased with a saucy wink.

“Killing me here, woman!” He smacked my rump. “Come on. Once we get everything we need inside, then we will fuck until that pussy of yours is raw from having too much cock.”

Was it sick and twisted that I wanted them to fuck me in my dead husband’s bachelor pad? Most likely. But it was also my way of taking back my power. Of sending him a great big fuck you to the beyond. No one understood how much of myself I lost in my marriage. No one understood that he destroyed me with every slap and punch. And this gang bang taking place in his bachelor pad was my way of reclaiming everything he took from me.

We spent the next hour carting what we needed inside. The guys all headed down to the basement with Gideon instructing me to remain upstairs. Apparently, there was stuff in the basement he didn’t want me to see. And frankly, I didn’t want or need to know. The less I knew, the better off I would be. I wasn’t curious about my dead husband’s sordid deeds. I experienced enough of them firsthand.

Fucker was already in hell for his misdeeds on earth. And I was free of him forever.

Now I just had to survive his sadistic motherfucker of a boss.

Easier said than done. But I was confident in my bodyguards’ ability to keep me alive. They accomplished remarkable feats since I hired them. I had no doubt they would continue to safeguard my welfare and not because I was paying them.

While they checked things out below, I put together a quick lunch. Just some loaded sandwiches, salad and chips. The guys went crazy for my homemade chips. I tried telling them all it takes is a deep fryer, knife, potatoes, and the right seasoning. They couldn’t get enough of them. And while I considered the meal pedestrian, I knew they would act like I crafted a five-star, gourmet meal.

It was heady being appreciated and applauded for a change. It did my badly bruised ego a world of good.

“Did you guys find what you need?” My nerves were in a riot because I knew Gideon well enough by now that he undoubtedly passed the news along that I wanted to be at the center of another gang bang.

Even the thought had my stomach belly flopping—in scintillating anticipation. My panties were already damp.

“Possibly. There are a ton of files I have my programs running through, searching for what we need.” Mateo popped a chip into his mouth.

“Is the basement really that bad? Did he hide dead bodies or something?” I glanced around the table. “I deserve to know.”

“If you won’t tell her, I will.” Axel warned with a determined scowl at the other three.

Gideon sighed and leaned back in his chair. “From what we discovered, it looks like he filmed a lot of women getting fucked by him, not all of it was pleasant.”

The food in my mouth turned to sawdust. Because I knew Carlos. He had been a repugnant human being. “He raped them, didn’t he?”

“Yes, he did, some rather brutally. From what we’ve determined, those videos were uploaded to a website on the dark web for profit,” Chase stated with a disgusted look in his eyes.

Those poor women. My heart went out to them. Deep down, I knew everything he did to them, because it was all stuff he had done to me. Because the sick fuck had gotten off on it. “I don’t know where he met all those women.”

“From what we’ve uncovered, the women were being trafficked and were part of Luka Santos human trafficking ring.”

I blanched. My heart bled for those women. “That sick asshole belongs in hell.”

“No doubt.” Mateo nodded.

“But the videos you saw in the living room, those seemed to be legitimate women he brought up here to fuck…” Chase trailed off and grimaced.

“So that his wife never heard about it.” Axel finished.

“I would have been relieved if I discovered his unfaithfulness because it gave me a reprieve from his unwanted attention.” They didn’t have to shield me from Carlos’s actions. Not when it came to stuff like this.

“We’re sorry that we had to bring you here though. While your marriage went south fast at one time you did love him,” Axel said, looking like he wanted to gather me up in his arms and vacate the premises.

“I loved an illusion that didn’t exist. The honeymoon period lasted for a single month after our vows were spoken. From that point on, my life was a never-ending hellscape where he treated me like property. I had guards that followed me wherever I went, not because he was concerned for my safety but because I tried to leave him once and he never let me forget he owned me.”

At my diatribe, Axel scooped me up, depositing me on his lap and held me within the shelter of his arms. “We’re so sorry, Angel. Gideon mentioned what you want us to do. Are you sure?”

I glanced around the table. They all wore closed expressions. No matter which way I answered, they would honor what I wanted. Because that’s who they were, men of honor and valor, men who valued me and my wants and needs, men I trusted with my whole heart. “Absolutely. That time at the table on the yacht was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. I know you guys always had to keep watch in shifts because of Santos. If you still think that while we’re docked, I will trust your guidance. But if there’s a way to make it happen while we’re here, it’s what I want. But I want a true gang bang.”

Beneath my butt, Axel’s dick hardened. Everything tingled. And I deviously wiggled my hips against his erection. Axel clamped a hand on my hips to steady my movements.

The guys had a wordless conversation around the table.

“Be sure, Angel.” Axel’s bass was rough and infused with need.

“I am.” The mere thought made my pussy pulse. “Take me.”

“This is your show, babe. How do you want it?” Gideon asked, his body tight, like a tiger ready to pounce.

All eyes were trained on me. The lust in their gazes went straight to my loins. “I don’t want nice or emotional. I want you to fuck me. Hard. In every orifice. Use me like I’m a dirty little slut begging for your come.”

“Is that all?” Gideon asked lifting a dark brow.

“Film it. We can erase later after we,” I swallowed, “watch it.” The thought of watching the video of us afterwards doused in liquid fire my veins. I couldn’t help rocking my hips against Axel’s hard cock.

Axel clamped down tightly on my hips. The guy was seconds from caving and giving me what I wanted.

“Are you sure, beautiful?” Chase asked licking his lips while he raked my body with a hot stare.

Their gazes turned downright predatory while they awaited my response.

At the thought of what was to come, my meal was forgotten. My pussy shuddered and clenched. Pleasure coiled in my center. “Yes. This is what I want.”

Axel’s free hand circled my neck and yanked me against his chest. “Hear that, boys? This little slut wants our cocks in that slutty pussy of hers. Think we should give them to her?”

His gravelly voice sent shivers down my spine. I knew I had them. I knew they were going to fuck me. And that when they were done, I’d be in a state of untold bliss.

“We will. When she’s earned our cocks in that tight snatch. Play with her while we get the living room ready.” Gideon shoved his chair back. The wooden legs scraped against the tile floor. Mateo and Chase followed his lead.

Mateo went with Gideon into the living room. But Chase approached me, held prisoner by Axel’s powerful hands.

“Our dirty slut doesn’t need clothes now does she?” Chase leaned in and gripped the hem of my top. Yanking it up, he exposed my bra clad breasts.

“Nope. Sluts don’t get clothes,” Axel growled, helping him divest my body of every stitch of clothing until I sat naked for their pleasure on his lap.

I was on fire. Slowly being incinerated with each breath. And they had barely touched me. Yet. The fact that they were giving me exactly what I wanted filled me with awe. No one had ever gone to such lengths for me, not just as a woman, but my whole life.

Was it any wonder I loved them?

Between Chase and Axel, I shivered because they were fully clothed. The power imbalance wasn’t lost on me nor were their erections. I reached out towards Chase’s crotch. To tease him with my touch and see how far I could push the envelope.

But he grabbed my hand before I made contact. “Did I give you permission to touch me?”

I pouted and batted my lashes, filling my eyes with longing. “I just want to touch it.”

“Nope. You don’t get our cocks until we say so. Axel restrain her,” he sighed. “I see we’re going to have to keep her occupied and too distracted to think about our dicks.”

“Not possible. I like them too much.” I gyrated my hips over Axel’s thick club of a cock.

“You see what I have to contend with?” Axel growled and clamped my hips to hold them still.

Chase tsked with a shake of his head. Then lowered to his knees. He grabbed my legs and yanked them apart, exposing my pussy to their hot gazes. “Already fucking drenched. See, told you she’s a dirty little slut.”

“Licking her cunt should keep her occupied.” Axel suggested and held me open, imprisoning me with his big body.

“Hold her steady. She doesn’t get to come until we permit it.” Chase winked with a sadistic smirk.

Oh shit!

“Hear that, Angel. You don’t get to come unless we permit it. And if you do, there will be consequences,” Axel murmured in my ear. The husky vibrations sent a torrent of sparks cascading down my spine.

Would I survive the pleasure?

Chase’s hot breath ghosted over my labia. He flicked his gaze up. Winked again and flashed a wicked smirk promising untold delights. Then dragged his tongue through my crease. My head fell back against Axel’s chest on a groan.

“Fuck, I love the way your pussy tastes.” His confession had me whimpering. Chase drew small circles around my clit. Flicking his talented tongue back and forth over the sensitive nub, drawing gasps from me.

He had magic in his tongue. He lapped at my pussy with long slow licks meant to drive me out of my mind. It worked. I whimpered, aching for more pressure. But he acted like we had all the time in the world.

“Mmm,” he hummed against my clit and thoroughly kissed my pussy.

I wanted to wiggle and thrust my hips against his tongue to garner more friction, but they held me prisoner. I couldn’t move with Axel holding me prisoner. Couldn’t do anything but feel lightning bolts of pleasure shoot into my core and build in strength. His tongue lashed me, unspooling the thoughts in my mind one flick at a time.

I whimpered, arching my back. But Axel doubled down, his ginormous hands began kneading my tits. He plucked and twisted the buds until my nipples were so stiff they could cut glass. Meanwhile, Chase treated my pussy like an all you can eat buffet. Each stroke of his tongue drove my body higher. The bliss tightened in my belly, inching me closer to the promised land.

Would they let me come soon? My body walked the razor’s edge. I needed more friction to send me over that beautiful ledge into euphoric bliss.

“Watch how Chase eats your pretty cunt, Angel,” Axel commanded and nipped my earlobe.

Lifting my heavy eyelids, I glanced down my torso, past Axel’s hands teasing my nipples.

“Oh god,” I moaned low. Chase’s hot stare fixated on my face while his tongue lapped at my clit. The stark hunger in his eyes elicited mewls. Every stroke, each lick ratcheted the pleasure higher, until the need to come eclipsed everything else. I would do whatever they asked of me, as long as they let me come.

But Axel tugged and twisted the hard peaks, his touch shot bolts of pleasure straight to my core. My pussy clenched in response.

My eyes slid shut at the sensory overload. Axel snarled and painfully squeezed my tits, pinching the stiff buds like nipple clamps. Pain shot through my body to mingle with the pleasure. “No. Keep your eyes open. Watch what we do with your slutty body.”

The moment I lifted my lids, Chase plunged his tongue inside my channel and tongue fucked me. Ecstasy bowed my back. Yet I was trapped against Axel, unable to move an inch.

Chase thrust his tongue deep, teasing me while he fucked me. It was a precursor of what was to come. In short order, every single hole in my body would be filled with dick.

“Well lookie what we have here. A dirty little slut giving it up. But I think she needs to do more to earn our cocks for that slutty pussy, don’t you?” Gideon’s deep baritone washed over me. I panted because whatever he had in mind would be kinky as hell and drive me wild.

“We should move her into the living room,” Mateo said with hot eyes trained on Chase’s mouth latched onto my pussy.

Chase suctioned hard on my clit. My eyes crossed at the bliss infiltrating every square inch of my body.

“MmmMmmMmm,” Chase murmured suctioning vigorously. Then he released my clit. He rose licking his lips coated with my essence. It was hot as hell. He treated my pussy like it was his favorite treat and he savored every morsel.

As a group, they moved me into the living room. Then bent my body over the back of the couch. In this position, I had zero control. My tail end hung over the couch backrest. My tits hung over the backrest cushion. One of the guys manacled my hands behind my back. And Gideon swaggered into my field of vision with his shirt off. He was such a sexy alpha. Every inch of him dominated the space he entered. I adored this man’s body with its muscular definition. He was a large, sleek jungle cat. His erection evident in his cargo pants. It was then I realized why they positioned my body this way. Deep in my core, I quivered in wicked anticipation.

Because my guys were about to rock my fucking world and give me everything I wanted. My nipples hardened further, aching for their touch. And my pussy pulsed, slick with dew as Mateo came into my field of vision too. His cock just as hard. I licked my lips. I adored their dicks. I loved sucking their cocks and drinking their come. I loved the way they used my body and heaped pleasure upon me.

Gideon leaned down until we were eye level and cupped my chin. “We’re each gonna take a turn fucking that slutty mouth of yours. If you suck our cocks well enough, we’ll fuck that pussy and ass and make you come screaming. If not, we’ll each come down your throat and deprive you of a release. Understood?”

Mateo situated himself on the couch, positioning his face beneath my tits and began playing with the nipples, sucking a bud into his mouth. Behind me, one of the guys parted my thighs. Then I realized they would play with my body while one of them fucked my mouth.

And oh my god!

I felt gluttonous, desiring every ounce of pleasure they intended to heap upon me.

“Yes, sir,” I whispered. Satisfaction filled his lustful gaze, and he bit his bottom lip. He gave me a brief kiss. Just enough to give me a taste of him on my tongue. Then he released my face and rose to his full height. His hands went to the clasp on his cargos.

“Good. Open that slutty mouth and suck my dick,” Gideon demanded and undid his pants. He withdrew his hard cock. The smooth head glistened with drops of pre-cum.

I loved his dick. It was smooth as silk and hard as steel. I dropped my mouth open wide in invitation, welcoming him inside. The smooth head entered my mouth right as a tongue plunged inside my pussy.

I moaned as Gideon fed his shaft deeper, testing my gag reflex. He gripped the sides of my head and began to thrust. Slow at first, letting me grow accustomed to its girth. I dragged my tongue along the underside of his shaft with every withdrawal. Moaning at the sensations of the tongue fucking my pussy.

I groaned at the lubricant smeared over my back channel. Axel’s thick fingers teased the entrance. I trembled at what came next. He was prepping my ass to take their cocks. He slid the tip of his finger inside, thrusting and retreating. I didn’t even feel any discomfort.

Not with the dick fucking my mouth, Chase’s tongue fucking my pussy, and Mateo sucking on my tits like they were his favorite dessert.

“That’s it. Such a good little slut,” Gideon huskily murmured, never slowing his thrusts.

He wasn’t gentle. He thrust, filling my mouth, pressing against the back of my throat. I gagged and fought to relax my throat. He went deeper. So deep I lost the ability to breathe for a minute. My eyes watered. But I would deep throat each of their cocks, even Axel’s monster dick. Because I wanted to be fucked raw.

Gideon held the sides of my face. I inhaled a deep breath, thankful I did. Because his control snapped, and he fucked my mouth in earnest. He treated my mouth as if it was just a hole for him to sink his dick inside. The depravity made the act even hotter. I moaned around his shaft, getting into the rhythm as I gagged around his dick. Drool coated my chin. Tears ran like rivers down my cheeks.

Mateo bit my nipples before laving them with his tongue. The buds were raw from his attention. Yet I didn’t care. Every tug on my breast wound my desire higher, drawing tighter in my core. An explosion was imminent. The first tendrils already flooded my body.

I couldn’t help it either, not with Chase’s tongue in my pussy, Axel’s fingers pumping in my ass, Mateo sucking on my tits, and Gideon’s cock in my mouth.

Muffled mewls spilled from my lips.

“Hurry the fuck up, man, I’m about to blow my wad,” Axel demanded, his bass growly and infused with lust.

We were close to one of them losing control and fucking me properly. I redoubled my efforts on Gideon’s shaft, bobbing my head, taking him so deep past my gag reflex. It didn’t bother me anymore though. My muscles had relaxed at this point and there was only pleasure.

“Our girl’s mouth is fucking heaven,” Gideon groaned, pumping his hips, his vaunted control slipping.

“I know. And I need to fuck it,” Axel stated like he was seconds from snapping.

“I’m next in her mouth,” Mateo said with a slight pop as he released my nipple from his mouth.

Axel growled with frustration. “Then I’m fucking her pussy. Move.”

Chase’s tongue withdrew from my pussy. I whimpered at the loss. Then moaned at the broad crown of Axel’s cock pushing against my entrance. It thrilled me that Axel had lost control and was giving me what I wanted.

He plowed deep in a single thrust, burying his massive dick in my pussy. I was so aroused even the sharp tinge of pain from him stretching me abruptly only added to the incredible bliss.

And then I had no more room for thought. Spit roasted over the couch while Gideon and Axel fucked me a pleasured delirium settled over me. Axel grabbed my hips and rammed deep inside my channel. The broad head of his shaft hit my cervix. But my men loved pleasuring me. They weren’t gentle, but that’s not what we wanted. By now they knew my body, they knew what got me off, and this was just our erotic game. And I loved every depraved moment.

“I’m gonna come down that sexy throat. Don’t let a single drop go to waste or there will be consequences,” Gideon commanded huskily. God, his voice was sexy as hell with lust riding it.

Axel peppered my ass with a few hard swats while plowing deep in my pussy. A foreshadowing of the consequences should I fail. I fucking loved it. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. Pleasure bombarded me in lacerating waves.

Gideon’s cock swelled, warning me of his impending climax. He wildly thrust, grunting and groaning. Axel hammered my pussy with such force it was a wonder he didn’t split me in two. It spun my body past the point of no return. I came, wailing around Gideon’s dick. The climax destroyed me. I trembled and quaked around Axel’s massive cock. Explosions of ecstasy scorched everything in its path.

“I’m coming. Fuck!” Gideon roared driving deep into my throat.

He ejaculated. His cock spurted, and I worked my throat, swallowing his spunk. Tears streamed down my cheeks. I strained against the intrusion. My body unraveled from my orgasm.

“Swallow it, like a good little slut,” Gideon snarled, pumping his hips.

I worked my throat and drank him down. I hallowed my cheeks and sucked his dick, trying to pull every ounce of semen from him.

Gideon hissed. “Enough.” And slowly withdrew his softening shaft.

Axel never stopped thrusting. I gave myself over to the pleasure. Because Mateo took Gideon’s place, shoving his cock into my mouth.

I turned into a vessel for them to slake their lust. They changed places when they came. Gideon took over plowing my pussy after Axel came. And Chase stepped up, shoving his cock in my mouth after Mateo blew his wad.

The scent of our sex filled the air. The sounds of slapping flesh, moans, and grunts were the music of our carnal depravity. The scene dissolved into a sexual frenzy. We became punch drunk on lust.

Once each of them had taken a turn in my mouth and pussy, Gideon declared, “It’s time. Axel lay on your back on the couch. You’ll fuck her slutty pussy. I’m taking her ass first. Mateo you’ll fuck her mouth, and Chase you get the hand job until we switch.”

I moaned. There’d been so much pleasure already. Being with them had mended my heart and soul. They treated me like a queen and dirty slut. The two sides of myself I didn’t know I needed to make peace with. I loved that I didn’t have to choose between them. I adored the fact that they all wanted me the way they did.

My legs were like jelly as they repositioned me on top of Axel.

“Lift up, Angel.” He gripped my hips and helped me maneuver my body to take him. I gripped his monster shaft. Fit the head at my entrance, then sank down slowly until his big cock was fully embedded. I tossed my head back and moaned. It was so much dick. And my pussy was super sensitive and drenched from all the fucking. Come coated my thighs. I must look like a mess, my hair wild about my shoulders. Anyone who looked at me right now would know I’d been thoroughly fucked. But my guys gazed at me like I was the most beautiful woman on the planet, scars and all.

Axel pulled me down until my torso was flush with his chest. Gideon slathered lube over my anus. At the press of his cock against my back entrance, I groaned, my pussy pulsing around Axel’s member. I never thought I would like anal sex, much less adore it. But god, I did. Maybe one of these days, I’d ask them to fuck just my ass.

I held still while he thrust in and out, gliding deeper with each pass. I whimpered and mewled, digging my fingers into Axel’s mammoth chest.

“Fuck, this tight ass is squeezing my dick. I’m gonna fuck this ass raw,” Gideon grunted as he slid home, buried deep in me.

“Come on, beautiful, take all of us,” Chase demanded.

I lifted my head and shifted my upper body. Standing next to the couch near my head were Mateo and Chase. Their proud erections bobbed, waiting for me. Mateo was situated closest to my face.

I lifted my left hand and spit into it before wrapping it around Chase’s dick, stroking his length. Then I leaned in with my mouth open and surrounded the head of Mateo’s shaft.

Mateo and Chase groaned.

“Fuck, that’s a sight,” Axel growled.

“She’s such a good little slut,” Gideon murmured as he withdrew and thrust deep. He gripped my hips, establishing a steady, rapid pace. While Axel rocked his hips beneath me slowly. Like he enjoyed being in my pussy too much to rush things.

The entirety of my being went up in flames. Even the air touching my skin turned into a caress. I adored being at the center of a gang bang. Mateo cupped my nape as he thrust, filling my mouth. I stroked Chase’s dick in the same rhythm as Mateo in my mouth.

I lost myself in pleasure. I loved being sandwiched between them. I adored having all my holes filled.

“Take both our dicks in your mouth, beautiful.” Chase’s hand cupped the other side of my face.

I had to damn near unhinge my jaw to take them, but I did it. Chase and Mateo pressed inside my mouth. They weren’t able to go more than an inch or so inside. But I flicked my tongue against their crests while they thrust. The flavor of their pre-cum coated my tongue.

But then they took turns in my mouth, first Mateo and then Chase. Fucking deep inside, driving down my throat and I was lost in them. And that’s when Axel began to move in earnest. Like he had been tolerant of the slow pace to give me the full, three sixty experience of being at the center of a gang bang, but his need to fuck rocketed through him, breaking his toe hold on his control. He slammed into me with increasing force.

Was it possible to die from too much pleasure?

My brain completely short-circuited. I was a receptacle for their lust.

Gideon strained behind me and came, pumping wildly. When he withdrew, I whimpered at the loss. But Chase took his place, filling my ass. A series of little climaxes beset my body. There had been so much pleasure in such a short period that pleasure began back building inside me, reaching toward an epic climax.

Axel kept a steady pace, thrusting deep enough I felt him in the back of my throat. Chase wasted no time. He hammered my ass. My mouth teased him too much, and now he was on the brink of losing his wad.

“Jesus, you’re an amazing fuck, beautiful,” Chase grunted and rammed deep, coming on a loud groan. He pumped his cock inside until his balls emptied and he withdrew again.

The moment he withdrew, Mateo took his place. It left my mouth empty. But then, I only cared that they fucked me. Sweat dampened our skin. I was covered in come, with more seeping from my ass.

Mateo lifted my torso, his arms wrapped around me as he thrust. His hands cupped my tits. “This ass feels like hot electrified silk clamping down on my cock.”

I groaned, too far gone for words.

“You like being our dirty little slut, don’t you?”

I moaned, “yes!”

“Good, cause we’re keeping you,” Mateo grunted, pummeling my ass as his control snapped. He fucked my ass with fury. Like waiting and watching Chase and Gideon fuck my ass had driven him to the edge.

I laid my head against his shoulder while he plundered my ass. His hot breaths panted over my cheeks. The growls and grunts created shivered waterfalls of bliss that pooled in my loins.

“Oh fuck,” Mateo roared as he came, filling my ass with his spunk.

But then he pulled away, leaving just Axel beneath me. His monster dick buried in my cunt.

“My turn,” he growled. He moved like lightning. One minute my pussy was full of his dick, then he lifted me off his body. Turned us both around on the couch cushions until I was on my hands and knees with him behind me. His cock nudged my ass, the head sliding past the rim of muscle.

Axel’s fingers dug into my hips. He plowed inside until his balls slapped against my engorged clit. The pleasure was so intense my arms collapsed. My face landed on the cushions with my ass up in the air.

Axel crowded his big body around mine. One of his hands shot beneath my and teased my clit, rubbing furious circles as he pounded my ass into the ground grunting and groaning the whole time.

It was raw. Primal. Animalistic as he fucked my ass.

“We’re keeping you, Angel. You’re ours now and forever. We’re never letting you go.” He followed his words with brutal thrusts that had my eyes rolling into the back of my head. He fucked me so hard stars erupted behind my closed lids.

I loved every depraved second of it. It was the best sex of my life.

“Come, Angel, right now.” He pinched my clit and drove deep inside my ass.

I came, clawing my fingers into the cushions. My body trembled and shook with tectonic force. My pussy clenched with sonic waves that set off a chain reaction in my ass. It was the deepest, most earth-shattering climax of my life. I might have seen the face of god.

Axel came with a thunderous roar, furiously pumping inside me as he spilled his seed. His climax set off a secondary round of tremors in my body.

I laid on the couch. My body limped and sated. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t even lift my head to thank them for the most amazing fuck of my life. Because they had fucked me into oblivion.

“Sleep, Angel, we’ve got you covered.” Axel pressed a kiss against my forehead and withdrew his shaft.

I was too far gone to do more than mumble my response. Inhaling deeply, the tide carried me out to sea and darkness descended as I lost consciousness.