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I tense and shudder as the other huge cock starts to push and stretch its way in. My chest lifts and widens. Above the cock that’s already there, a second cock is drilling into the top of my opening.
The invasion feels like it’s pulling me wider than I can survive. A wordless thought tells me not to be silly, but it feels like he’s making an opening for an extra arm.
His shoulders feel like liquid rock as I push down, gripping like I could tear lumps out of them if they weren’t so damned strong. His breath beats hot on my throat. My back bends and my hips roll and twist.
A long arc rises, pushing through my back. My neck stretches and lengthens. I let my head roll back, my mouth and my eyes stretch.
He chuckles as he tugs on my nipples. The sharp yanks send hot sparks and pulses through me. I beat with the sides of my fists down as hard as I can on his shoulders.
I’m filled up so much, my body is panicking. Trying to climb away. He reaches around to slap my ass, making me jolt, as the man behind crams his cock deeper into me and grips my thighs even harder.
I need their orgasms. I need more of mine. My face reddens and my teeth clench as I push down, hard, forcing the two huge cocks as deep into me as I can. I use my body weight to do it again. All of our rhythms rise together, hammering to a frantic pitch of sweating, shouting, beating and slapping.
The sounds of their breath, their hard groans, the flash of their eyes all set me off. Inside I’m vibrating in flexing spasms. Clenching and bursting, flashes deepening and rolling. Gathering unstoppable momentum.
The one behind, the man holding me, bends his knees deeper, squatting lower to thrust into me. As he does, he tips me back, so the man in front leans forwards, snarling, grunting and flicking crowns of sweat from his forehead.
I’m gushing like a fire hydrant and convulsing. I hear the yells and moans howl out of my chest, like it’s coming from somewhere else.
I fall across the huge shoulders in front of me and rock, harder. Faster. Wetter.
The man behind thickens inside me and his strokes lengthen. He shouts and I feel the surge of his lush, hot lava, painting and splattering my walls. My pussy quivers, flexes and pulls to keep it all in and draw him deeper.
In a scowl of ecstatic anger and abandon, the man in front see-saws hard into me in a beat like a huge, swinging pendulum. I’m lost in a high arc of juddering quakes as his pole swells and pumps, blasting a rush of thick, sticky wonder into me.
We shove and writhe and roll together, gasping. Our bodies pull into one tight, massive, heaving ball. My men are incredible.
We kiss and hug and murmur together and I wrap myself around them and into them, wanting to keep the moment forever.
We all still have slick, wet hair from the shower we shared. Bruno’s eyebrows lift as he reaches for his wine glass.
He says, “You played the started housewife pretty well, Lucia.”
The comforting weight of Carlo’s arm rests warm across my shoulders. I’m snuggled against his chest and I sling my knees up over Brunos bare thighs as I lean back into Carlo.
Bruno sips his wine.
Carlo agrees with him, which is relatively uncommon these days. “Anyone would really think that was you, Lucia. Startled. Innocent.”
Bruno says, “Defenseless.”
They both laugh.
“If that had been two real intruders,” Carlo says, “She’d have broken both of their necks.”
“True.” Bruno agrees. “She might still have fucked them senseless and drained their balls first.”
They laugh again. If they only knew.
We’ve never discussed me taking other men. All three of them are jealous and possessive. They share me because that’s the way it is. If any of them had the choice, I suspect their preferences might be different. Or maybe more complicated.
But I never offered them that choice. When I first came to them, when I found them, they were three powerful men with no sense of direction, individually or between them.
All of them made their noise in the Seattle underworld. In their districts, their will was law. The ‘F’ Word, as they said.
They did whatever they wanted. But Don Fortuna was the boss, and he hadn’t groomed or trained any of them in the ways of the Life.
When they met me, they all wanted me. And, as I discovered, I wanted all of them. But if the Fortuna family was ever going to thrive and grow, to reach its potential in this city and the whole of the Pacific Northwest, they needed a drive, a raw hunger. A need that would not stop.
