Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 15030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Axel doesn’t give her a choice. He grips her hips and forces her down on his tongue.
My pants pool on the ground, and I get behind her, wrapping my belt around her throat and securing it. “Suck my dick, Axel. Get it ready to fuck our girl’s tight cunt.” Stella’s head falls back, and she releases Ronan’s cock as I pull on the belt. “We’re going to switch up our positions. Ronan, lube your ass and get on Axel’s dick. Stella, turn around. Stay seated on Axel’s face but turn around.”
She swings her legs, repositioning herself on Axel’s mouth while facing Ronan, who’s lining up his asshole with Axel’s cock. I’ve always loved watching my two best friends bang, but adding Stella to the mix is my personal porno dream come true.
I stand behind her, tugging the belt, and yank her head back. There is something about watching an angel unravel for the devil. This perfect, beautiful thing we get to make dirty, just for us. Stella deserves to be on a pedestal, and she is most days. But during sex, we need her to bend for us, to be under our feet, and she does it so perfectly. That’s love, her giving us what we need so easily, without a fight, with pleasure.
I dip my head and kiss her, consumed with my desire, need, and deep love for her. I want to devour her, get lost in her love in such a phenomenal way that it will shatter me.
She moans as I gently nip her top lip between my teeth, tugging it as I break our kiss. “I’m going to need you to slobber all over Ronan’s dick like the hungry cock whore I know you are. Do a good job, baby. I want you to see tears running down your pretty face.”
Stella nods. She bends and opens wide, engulfing Ronan’s thick dick in her sweet mouth.
“You’re so pretty when you’re a dirty slut, Stella,” I praise her.
“Choke her,” Ronan demands. He holds her head flat against him so her chin is pressed on Axel's stomach while her nose is at Ronan’s V.
I yank the belt back, restraining her between Ronan and me and forcing her head down on his cock while he bounces up and down on Axel’s cock. Saliva drips from the side of her mouth as she makes strangled gagging sounds.
“Goddamn, that’s good, Rabbit. You’re doing so well, pretty girl. Such a good girl. You like choking on my cock, don’t you, baby?” Ronan grunts.
She jerks as I slam my cock into her, her body a perfect symphony with all her holes perfectly played by our mouths, cocks, and hands. The sensation of being hugged by her tight cunt is unreal. My dick has never known more pleasure than when it’s inside Stella’s pussy.
Some might find how we play extreme, and many can’t handle it, but this fuels us. It extends our love and trust in each other. She’s safe, even in our debauchery. We would never dare to cross her boundaries or ignore her safe words. If I believed I’d actually hurt her, I’d cut off my dick. Hell, I would kill the guys, two men I love more than myself, for her.
But like us, Stella loves the games. She thrives on them. She’s the center of our universe, the air we breathe, and she knows it. That’s why she puts on the show when we treat her like a whore in private.
“So wet. You like being used like a whore, don’t you, Sweet Girl?” I growl. Stella bobs her head as she tries to push her ass back on my cock. “Be careful, slut. You don’t want to choke yourself to death for a little dick.”
The belt falls off her neck from Ronan’s swift movements. I grip the smooth leather in my hand. “You want Daddy to give you a little pain, Stella? Your sweet pussy needs that extra push before you gush and drench Axel’s face. I want that cum, Sweet Girl. I want Axel to spit it in my mouth, so I know it was our cocks that made you piss cum for us.”
I raise my arm and bring the belt to her back. The red mark left in its wake makes my dick harder and my thrusts more forceful. I want her to come while my belt reddens her creamy flesh. I yearn for my marks on her skin, for her to know what we did to her for days. She’s ours.
Chapter
Twelve
STELLA
They say love is messy, and in my experience, it’s true because my life with these three men is the leading definition of mess. But it’s also been the rainbow after the storm. The love they show me is unparalleled. It’s passionate, desperate, feral, and consuming. I hope everyone knows love like this because it’s the kind of love that allows you to feel safe, cherished, and wanted.