Caught Between Three Billionaire Tycoons - Willa Hart Page 0,55

so they could pin me tightly to the mattress. Aleksy kept his slow, deliberate pace, waiting for his cock to slide all the way to the head before he slammed himself back in again.

I had stopped fighting; I was nothing but pleasure and lust. A wet, hot mess being pumped through their fingers like living clay.

Aleksy got faster and faster, just a little more on each thrust. His cock stroked me through my G-spot and hit every pleasurable spot between it and my cervix. His cock swelled, impossibly wide and hard, stretching me. I howled at the ceiling as he thrashed me as fast as he could, and my pussy exploded around him as he shoved his way farther inside me and finally blew.

He leaned over me for a few seconds, almost falling as he tried to regain control of his body. I writhed a little, murmuring nonsense born of a lust so powerful it swept the mind clean and obliterated boundaries.

Daire moved to take the place between my legs as Aleksy settled beside me. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight while Zavier played with my breasts, teasing the nipples with his teeth.

Warm fingers ran up and down my thighs as Daire got into position. He leaned down, moaning in pleasure and licking up the juice from my pussy. When he pressed his tongue into the hole and stroked me from the inside out, I thrashed in the arms of my lovers as my pussy started convulsing from my insides right out to the thick, outer lips.

“Mmm, my bears fit just right,” I moaned, barely able to form the words but wanting to voice my bliss.

Daire got up on to his knees and my pussy trembled as he touched his cock to the pulsing entrance. I had been thrashed twice already, but my pussy was dripping and hungry for more.

Zavier bit into a nipple at exactly the same time as Daire entering me. I screamed, feeling the pleasure and pain colliding as I tried to separate sensation from anticipation.

Daire thrust into me fast and hard. His face twisted into a frown as he stroked the insides of my pussy with a harsh, repetitive stroke. He didn’t shift or falter. He maintained rhythm and speed until he felt the thundering vibrations of my orgasm, then he let himself go.

His hot seed spurted inside me and I practically jumped up and down on the bed, still held by Zavier and Aleksy. Daire took my hands, pulling me into a sitting position.

I was loose, like warm water had replaced my bones. I grinned lazily as he kissed me, feeling the never-ending fire of my lust rising again.

Daire stood up and when his cock popped up in my face, my mouth opened automatically. Either he moved or I did and suddenly, that thick hard length was down my throat.

I put all my focus into it, feeling my tongue wriggling against the base of his shaft. When one of the guys moved behind me, caressing me, I didn’t think too much of it.

There was a moment of communication flowing between them and I let go of Daire’s cock. I looked around, feeling that nervousness creeping into me again.

They nodded at each other and Daire leaned down to look into my eyes.

“Whitney, would you like us all inside you at the same time?”

Fear streaked through me. I was terribly frightened, but my pussy was throbbing and practically squirting in response. I just nodded.

Daire gently guided me forward. Aleksy got down on the floor and knee lined, putting me in his lap. Zavier came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. Daire appeared over Aleksy’s shoulder, pressing his cock to my lips.

They were in perfect sync. Just as Zavier pushed into my ass, Aleksy pushed into my pussy. Daire slid forward, letting his cock roll across my tongue.

They stopped at the same time as all of them slid home. I could feel the pulse of Zavier’s blood through his thick cock where it stretched my asshole. Aleksy was holding still in my pussy, the hard edge of his cock pressed against my G spot. Daire pressed into my throat, looking down into my eyes.

The mystical connection I had felt between them when they returned from the woods seemed to get stronger. Unspoken communication was ripping through the room. I tried to writhe. I tried to thrust. It was no good. They commanded me; they owned me. I could feel it beating