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Renzo kisses the back of my neck while beneath me and then murmurs. "Our dirty little cock whore is ours to fuck when we want, how we want, aren't you, bookworm?"
I shudder, his words pushing me closer to the cliff's edge.
“That’s right, come for us,” Dante demands. “Come all over our cocks.”
Their words push me over the edge. I cry out, my body trembling and overwhelmed as the intense pleasure courses through me. My inner walls clamp down hard around the three cocks buried deep in my pussy and ass, squeezing and milking them.
Elio lets out a ragged groan, his hips stuttering. “Fuck, I’m gonna come. She’s too fucking tight.”
“Me too, brother,” Renzo snarls through gritted teeth. “Our little bookworm will milk every last drop out of us like the hungry cum slut she is.”
I feel Elio swell and pulse within me as he starts to come, his hot seed flooding my stretched pussy. The feeling sends me over the edge again, my back arching sharply.
“That’s it, give it to her,” Dante pants from behind me. With a few more erratic thrusts, he buries himself to the hilt in my ass, and I feel him explode, pumping me full of his thick, creamy cum.
Renzo is the last to finish, cursing breathlessly as his cock erupts inside my pussy alongside his brother. “Take all our cum, bookworm. Every fucking drop.”
I’m dizzy and overwhelmed, impaled on their still semi-hard cocks as their combined loads fill me, trickling out and coating their lengths.
I’m utterly used, owned, claimed.
The room echoes with harsh breathing and the lewd sound of their cocks slipping free of my soaked stretched holes. Their release drips down my thighs as I slump backward, embraced by Renzo, boneless and thoroughly fucked.
Elio grasps my chin, tilting my face to meet his smoldering gaze. “Good girl,” he murmurs.
Renzo nips my shoulder, a satisfied rumble in his chest. “Our perfect little fuck toy.”
Dante nuzzles my neck, his stubble scraping my skin. “Ours to play with, ours to fill.”
Dazed, I know it’s true. I’m theirs, utterly and completely. Ready for them to use me however they desire.
I know I should be afraid of what comes next. But instead, I only feel a dark, dangerous thrill and an overwhelming sense of belonging with these three men—a feeling that feels scarily like love.
50
CAMILA
Itake my usual seat in the middle of the economics classroom, trying to focus on the lecture despite my mind shifting to the intense events of the past few days. Suddenly, Lucia sinks beside me, her dark eyes sparkling with curiosity.
“Hey, stranger,” she whispers, leaning in close. “Where have you been lately? I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages.”
I bite my lip, unsure how much to reveal. The Barone brothers, Elio, Renzo, and Dante, have consumed my waking thoughts and moments. But I can’t bring myself to share the explicit details of our twisted encounters, not even with my best friend.
“Oh, you know,” I say vaguely, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “The Barone boys have been keeping me occupied.”
Lucia’s eyes widen, a blush spreading across her cheeks. “Occupied, huh?” She nudges me with her elbow. “I can only imagine what that means.”
I feel my face heating up at the implication. If only she knew the half of it—the dark desires, the overwhelming pleasure, and the sense of belonging I’ve found in their arms.
Lucia’s expression turns more serious, her voice lowering. “I must admit, I wasn’t quite prepared for the initiation ceDanteny. It was intense.” Her brow furrows. “What happened? I thought you didn’t want to get involved in that anyway,” Lucia says, studying me closely. “What changed your mind? I thought you were smitten with Elio.”
I hesitate, trying to find the right words. How can I explain my magnetic pull toward Elio, Renzo, and Dante? The way they make me feel more alive than I ever have before?
“I guess I just couldn’t resist,” I finally say, my voice barely above a whisper. “There’s something about all three of them. Something that draws me in, no matter how much I try to fight it.”
Lucia nods slowly. “Just be careful, okay? I don’t want to see you get hurt.”
I squeeze her hand, grateful for her friendship and support. “I will,” I promise. “But I’ve got a feeling the Barone brothers and Dante will be a part of my life for a long time.”
