12 Days: A Dark Reverse Harem Christmas Romance

by Dark Angel

  “We’ll take pay cuts,” Colt says, and I have to wait a full second to understand exactly what the meaning behind his words. Pay cuts? Are they forfeiting millions of dollars on wages so that they can stay with me? “Don’t look so surprised. Whatever it takes, we’ll be together. The three of us.”

  I’m speechless, I really am. No words can express what I’m feeling right now. With them both playing for me I have a real shot at a winning championship, at securing my father’s dream… And more than, a shot at lasting happiness.

  “I love you. I love you so damn much,” I tell them, grabbing the bottle of champagne and going around the couch. I sit down and place the bottle down on the center table. There’ll be time for drinking later. Now, as they said, it’s time for some fucking celebration.

  Literally.

  They sit next to me, Ethan on my right side and Colt on the left one. The memory of how everything started, right here on this couch, flashes through my mind. At the time, I was content enough fucking either Colt or Ethan - but now I know that perfection only happens when the three of us are together.

  I’ve never been a sentimental kind of woman, but with them I can’t help but feel like an horny teenager all over again. I’m so crazy for them that I can’t even tell where love ends and where lust starts. And, to be honest, that works just fine.

  Colt places his hand on my knee, sliding it up my leg and slowly lifting the hem of my dress. Just knowing what’s to come, I already feel an aching warmness between my thighs. I look towards Ethan and, placing two fingers under his chin, reel him in and press my mouth on his. He parts his lips, kissing me slowly as Colt massages my inner thighs with a gentle patience I didn’t know he was capable of.

  I rock my hips slightly, eager to feel Colt’s fingers on me; he doesn’t wait any longer, flattening the palm of his hand over my black lace thong and rubbing my pussy with his long fingers. I let desire fly up from my loins all the way up to my brain, frying all traces of decency inside of it, and I start kissing Ethan ardently, my tongue lashing out inside his mouth and wrestling with his.

  Letting go for just a few seconds, Colt pushes the folds of my dress up to my waist, bunching it up over my stomach, and grabs at my thong with both his hands. I lift my ass up from the couch as he pulls on the fabric, sliding it down my legs in a teasing way. God, just sitting here half-naked with these two is almost enough to make me come.

  As Colt takes care of my underwear, Ethan takes his hands to my back and unzips my dress, baring my skin there; I lift my arms up in the air, allowing him to push the dress out off of me. He unhooks my lace bra after that, pushing its straps down my shoulders and throwing it to the floor. My hard nipples almost buzz with contentment, the air in the room caressing the naked tips of my breasts with care.

  I pull back from Ethan’s kiss and let a barely audible moan escape my lips as Colt brushes a fingertip over my labia, my wet folds burning up with desire. I grab at Ethan’s hair and push his head down, his lips flying straight to my neck and nibbling at the tender and smooth skin there. With my head thrown back against the couch, I close my eyes as the two men I love delight themselves with my body.

  It took me a while to see that what I felt for them went beyond the physical. It is something far more powerful, something untamable, wild and free. You might call it love, but what the three of us have goes far beyond that. I know that while some people will admire me, others will call what we sin and perversion - but, in all honesty, all of those people can go fuck themselves.

  If you ask me, they’re just jealous.

  Colt stops that train of thought easily, pressing his thumb over my clit and slowly mounting up the pressure. I start swaying my hips as I run my small fingers through Ethan’s hair, jumbling it and pulling at stray brown locks.

  My heart is beating fast and incessantly and, even though I can’t know it for sure, I’m willing to bet that it’s beating in unison with their own hearts. We are in sync, the three of us. You have no idea how good sex can be when this happens.

  Blindly, I look for Ethan’s crotch - I place my hand on his leg and let it slide upwards until I find the bulging between his legs. I trace its contour with my index finger and then press my hand down on it. In my small hands, his cock seems impossibly big. Well, maybe that’s because it really is that big. These two are simply a force of nature, their cocks like massive tree trunks.

  With hurried movements, I grab at his belt, unclasping it and pushing it out of his waist. Still using only one hand, I unbutton his pants and then curl my fingers around his cock, over the fabric of his boxer briefs. I grab it hard, stroking him so fast I can’t help but picture him pounding him with the same ferocity. Just thinking of that makes me even wetter - and trust me, I have no idea how’s that even possible.

  My fingers become even tighter around Ethan’s cock the moment Colt slides one finger inside of me. He hooks it in me fast, his fingertip brushing all the way up my inner walls until it meets that hidden burning spot inside of me. He rubs it there, my breathing growing more and more ragged as he does it.

  Almost growling, I tug on Ethan’s boxers. I open my eyes just in time to see his thick rod jumping up, its tip already glistening with pre-cum. I lay one fingernails on his root, and then run it all the way up his shaft before I grab it once more. God, I need to have him in my mouth.

  Just that one thought and I’m leaning in, my parted lips vying for his pulsing glans. I wrap my mouth around it, sucking harder than I intended as Colt suddenly slides one more finger inside of me. I start rocking my hips against his hand as he keeps fingering me, flicking his wrist at me and sending his fingers flying in and out of my aching pussy.

  Ethan places one hand on top of my head and, as he squeezes hard on my heaving breasts, he pushes me all the way down his glorious length. I let myself go, his cock fitting over my tongue as I swallow him; I go deep, and I mean really deep… So deep my lips are brushing against the root of his cock. It’s hard to believe that I can fit all of him inside my mouth, but that’s what feverish lust does to you - it makes you run past your limitations.

  I start bobbing my head up and down, matching the rhythm of Colt’s fingers inside of me. I have to stop for a moment, gritting my teeth as Colt’s incessant pace makes my inner walls become tighter around his fingers, squeezing hard on the two of them. Realizing the way my pussy is succumbing to his touch, he pushes his fingers even deeper, only stopping when they find my G-spot.

  God, it feels like a bullet hit my brain.

  I scream harshly, my throat already feeling raw by the sudden violence in my voice. I’m grabbing Ethan’s cock with an harshness I can’t avoid, my whole body trembling as the first orgasm of the day courses through my veins. And the best part of it isn’t even the pleasure that’s smacking my brain around - no, the best of it is that I know we’re just getting started.

  Still with Colt’s finger in me, I lean into Ethan and wrap my lips around him once more. I climb on top of the couch and kneel, sucking Ethan’s cock as I turn my ass back to Colt. He runs one hand over my round cheeks, grabbing at them harshly as he keeps sliding his fingers in and out of me, my wet juices coating his hand.

  Then, unexpectedly, he takes his fingers out of me. I hear him move on the couch, the leathery sound clawing at my eardrums, and then I feel the tip of his tongue running across the crevice between my thighs. He places both hands on my buttocks and leans into me, placing his mouth right above my pussy and licking it from behind. Unable to control myself, I thrust my ass back at him, feeling his mouth pressing against my pussy. In a fraction of a second, he starts sucking almost as if he is possessed, the sound he makes when the edge of my labia slide inside his lips almost enough to make me come all over again.

  Ethan pops his cock out of my mouth, but just for the time necessary to stand up. Towering over me, he grabs his member and guides it inside me once more, this time slowly thrusting his hips and fucking my mouth as if he was doing it to my pussy.

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bsp; As Ethan handles my mouth, Colt keeps on sucking me; he places one arm around my waist and two fingers over my clit. He then starts rubbing it with furious and deliberate circles, his tongue lapping at me with the same intensity. I’m moaning hard, and I’m doing it with Ethan’s cock inside of me, the sound of these moans nestled on my throat and vibrating through his thickness.

  I feel that old familiar voltage creeping in, seeping through my muscles and inundating my mind with pleasure. This time, I fight against the urge to scream and simply suck harder on Ethan as I explode, my fingernails burying themselves on the couch’s leather.

  I’m burning up, my whole body buzzing with delight as I come for the second time in a row. Before Ethan and Colt, if I came three times during sex it was already surprising - but now, that’s just the warm-up. To guys like them, they don’t stop until they stretch a woman’s body and mind to the limit… Except, of course, they don’t know, recognize, or accept any limits. To them, that’s just a word made up by lesser men.

  It’s perfectly fine to be jealous of me, don’t worry about that - I know every woman on Earth would lie, steal and kill to be right where I am now. But they’re not… Well, tough luck.

  I take Ethan’s cock out of my mouth and turn to Colt, moving as fast as a wild cat, and unbuckle his pants in the blink of an eye. I unbutton them, tugging on the fabric with both my hands, and push them down hard, sending them flying down his legs with his boxer briefs. His cock springs free, but I don’t even waste any time by grabbing it - no, I want it inside of me, and I want it right fucking now.

  On all fours again, I turn back to Ethan and start to devour his pulsing cock once again, wiggling my ass back at Colt as an invitation. He positions himself behind me and, grabbing my buttocks hard, rests the fat head of his cock against my labia. There’s no teasing or fooling around now - he simply thrusts, piercing me all the way in such a way that a blinding light flashes in my field of vision.

  His thrusts are absolute perfection, his cock sliding in and out of me like a rock hard pendulum. I take Ethan’s cock out of my mouth and start stroking it hard, my fingers wrapped around his thick meat as if I was holding a soda can. For a moment, I consider stroking him to the point of no return, already imagining how it would feel to have him come all over my face as Colt fucks me into oblivion. But no, there’s time for that. Why rush?

  Colt hooks his fingers on my waist and pulls me back; there’s no way I’d be able to resist his pull - not that I would ever want to - so I let myself go back into him. He sits back on the couch, his cock sheathed in me all the way up to the hilt as I straddle him in reverse, my back to him. I start swaying my hips, rocking my body against his as my pussy burns with uncontrollable desire.

  Ethan takes two steps to the side then, his hulking shadow falling over me and Colt. I grin at him, taking his cock into my hands as I keep bouncing on top of Colt’s pulsing member. I guide him towards my mouth, allowing him to keep fucking it as he was before; I close my eyes, savoring how it feels to have their cocks on both ends, and start rubbing my own breasts as my body jumps up and down in flowing motions.

  I already feel sweat dripping down my back, my hair starting to plaster itself on my forehead, but I keep going. As my muscles tense up, I have to throw myself backwards, my back pressing against Colt’s chest; Ethan’s cock pops out of my mouth as I do it, but I just can’t help it.

  I start spasming, Colt pinching my right nipple as he thrusts upwards and holding his cock deep inside, his ass raised up. I grit my teeth as I come, my pussy twitching and tightening around Colt’s ravaging cock as I scream out in ecstasy.

  More, more, more! Those are the only words echoing inside of my mind, an eternal pleading for a constant eruption of pleasure. Lucky for me, I’m with the only two men capable of meeting my demands.

  I stand up, still breathing hard, and take one step forwards and into Ethan. I hear Colt getting up as well and, as he presses his chest against my back, I press my body against Ethan’s. I lick his lips with the tip of my tongue, teasingly running it along the crevice of his mouth as I jut my ass back and grind it against Colt’s cock.

  “I’m going to fuck you so damn hard,” Ethan whispers against my ear, sliding one hand down my back and resting it below my right buttock. He makes lift my leg up, angling it so that my pussy is wide open. Then, surprising me, Colt takes one hand around my waist and wraps his fingers around Ethan’s cock.

  “Take him,” he says with a grin, pushing my body forwards and guiding Ethan’s cock towards my pussy. He rubs the other man’s cock against my wetness, up and down, up and down, and then presses its tip right on my opening. Pushing on my ass, he forces me forward and I gasp as Ethan’s cock slides inside of me, filling me up perfectly.

  Ethan starts to thrust hard, Colt’s hands holding me by the waist as I’m fucked at a vicious pace. I buck my hips at Ethan too, moving them in such a way that my ass keeps grinding against Colt’s cock as well. His thickness is laid flat above my ass crack and, as I move, I squeeze it between my cheeks, stroking him with my ass as he breathes deeply against my ear.

  I let the ebb and flow of pleasure to take control of my body, eager moans on my wet lips as I rock my body back and forth. I keep going like that until it becomes almost unbearable - squeezed between two perfect man, my skin feeling their maddening pressure, I let go. I lean against Ethan’s shoulder, and I can’t stop myself from biting on it as my whole body starts to trash against their bodies in a mind numbing orgasm.

  “Fuck…” I growl, feeling as lightheaded as if I was high. Well, not as if - I’m actually high… High on Ethan and Colt, that is. “This can’t get any better,” I find myself saying, fully knowing that it’s not the truth.

  “Well, that’s just a fucking lie,” Colt corrects me, his lips brushing against my ear. He pulls me into him, turning me around and locking me on his embrace. With his hands on my waist, he takes two steps forward, pushing me back, and pins me against the wall.

  We kiss savagely, our mouths filled with an hunger for each other. Ethan comes to us, and I immediately dart my hand towards his cock, grabbing it and stroking it in abandonment. I jerk him hard as he squeezes my breasts; wanting to feel him in my lips as well, I pull back from Colt and start kissing Ethan. With one hand on Colt’s chest, I push him back and fall down to my knees; before we’re through, there’s something I still want to do. Grabbing both their cocks, I take them to my mouth, licking their delicious shafts as I keep moving my hands up and down.

  I pull on their cocks, pressing their glans together, and then I wrap my lips around them, sucking eagerly. I close my eyes as their salty flavor hits me, both their scents mixing to create the most aphrodisiac perfume I have ever known. God, if I didn’t want to keep fucking, I’d just suck them dry right now and allow them to cum all over me, their semen dripping down my skin.

  Oh, it’s still going to happen - just not yet.

  I get back up to my feet and turn my back to them, a devious grin on my lips. I place my feet apart and rest both my hands on the wall, jutting my ass back at them. I feel one hand swatting me there, hard enough to leave a red mark, and I grit my teeth as Colt brushes two fingers under my ass and over my drenched pussy.

  “Can you take more?” Colt asks, teasingly whispering it into my ear.

  “You know me,” I reply. “I’m always ready for more.”

  “That’s our girl,” Ethan says, looking at me and Colt as if he’s in a trance.

  I grin at them both, a shiver going up my spine as Colt slides his cock between my legs, pressing its head against my pussy. I breathe in as he thrusts, his cock ramming me furiously. His thighs are slapping against my ass, flesh on flesh, lust coating our bodies.

  I start screaming as the fury of his pounding turns into electric delight, my body wrapped tight in a blanket of pleasure. Ethan slides his hands down my stomach and starts rubbing my clit as Colt fucks me. In unison, they bring me to the edge and throw me into an abyss of pure ecstasy
- I scream so hard the whole of Manhattan has probably heard it. And who cares anyway? I’m Juliana Heaton, I do whatever the hell I damn please! And if that means screaming so hard that my throat becomes raw while I come, so be it!

  Still on the throes of pleasure, I look to the side, realizing that Ethan and Colt are staring at each other.

  I almost cum when I hear Colt’s words.

  “Ethan,” he suddenly says, his words brimming with desire, “fuck me.” All I can do is watch, entranced, as Ethan’s lips curl into a grin and he walks around us. With Colt’s cock still inside of me, I look over my shoulders as Ethan positions himself behind us, one hand holding Colt by the hips while he rubs the other one between his ass cheeks.

  I gasp as Colt’s cock twitches hard inside of my pussy, pushing back against my inner walls as if suddenly it had become even thicker. I can’t look away - I watch as Ethan grabs his cock, rubs its head against Colt’s ass, and then starts to slide it inside. Colt is grunting in a low tone, his eyes closed as Ethan’s cock pierces him.

  This is a whole new level.

  I close my eyes, resting my forehead against the wall as I start rocking my hips back. I hear and feel Colt’s deep breaths against my neck, but he comes back to his senses soon enough - he starts to thrust again, his cock matching the rhythm with which Ethan’s fucking him.

  We start slow, but soon both Ethan and Colt are pistoning hard, our three bodies locked in an unbreakable chain of pleasure. This is better than everything I could have imagined. It really is - and not because I’m the focus of our relationship, no. It’s absolutely perfect because there’s no focus here. We want to please each other, no taboos or limits, and walk hand in hand with pleasure. And, right now, it’s exactly what we are doing.

  Our bodies sway for God knows how long, sparks of electric and unbridled desire jumping between us as we achieve the pinnacle of our crescendo. Soon enough, I’m moaning as hard as I can - and that only because I can’t scream, my throat hurting from all the punishment I’ve inflicted on it. No matter, I come all the same, my whole spasming in rapture.