“Fuck yeah, that feels so good.” Georges slid his hands along her thighs, his thumbs meeting at her clit. Every time she rolled her hips on his cock, he pressed against her clit and rolled his thumb around, mimicking her actions. She whimpered and raised her hips, slamming herself down on his length.
“That’s right, ride my cock, take what you need.” Georges manipulated her clit as she moved against him. He felt huge and pulsing inside of her and she wanted to feel him explode.
But her plans to last longer than Georges were short-lived when Luc and Nouel moved closer. They each latched onto one of her breasts, licking and nipping at her nipples, while they held her hands at the small of her back. She felt helpless but was free to ride Georges’s thick cock. The juxtaposition of sensations confused her, stealing her thoughts as she moved. Nouel lifted his head and claimed her lips, kissing her as Luc continued to worship her breasts and Georges moved counterpoint to her. She might have been able to hold out, but with the three of them worshiping her like that, she couldn’t resist being drawn under their spell.
Georges stiffened up beneath her, shouting out his release. She felt the hot rush of his seed inside of her, and that triggered her own release. A pulsing raw rush flooded her body, making her cry out and gasp for breath. Georges sat up and kissed her, wrapping his hands over her cheeks. “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” she whispered back against his lips.
He stopped the kiss and moved out from under her, leaving her on her hands and knees on the edge of the bed. “Nouel isn’t going to last once he feels how hot and wet you are,” he whispered into her ear.
Her body still thrummed with arousal. She needed more and Nouel was obviously happy to take care of her. She felt him step up behind her, his heavy cock pressing against her sensitive tissues, rocking back and forth. “Clarabear, you feel so good already.”
“Don’t tease, Nouel.” Every time his cockhead pressed past her clit, it sent a shiver of sparks through her body.
“It’s playtime for my sweet Mate. You’re all ours forevermore.”
Luc moved to the head of the bed in front of her and lazily stroked his cock. She didn’t know when they’d gotten undressed, but she liked to see them like this. She could feel her breasts swaying gently with her movement and Luc was obviously transfixed by the sight.
A swat to her ass drew her attention back to the man behind her. It hadn’t hurt but her ass was still warm and her body remembered the recent pleasure it created. She felt him slide back and forth one more time and then press his cock deep into her pussy.
The sheer power behind one stroke was enough to leave her breathless. He bottomed out and paused. She felt the shudder that racked through him and echoed through her.
“Oh, yeah, that feels so incredible. I love you so much, Clarabear.”
She looked over her shoulder at Nouel. His head was tipped back. The tendon in his neck stood out as his hands gripped her ass. He withdrew slightly and pushed back into her. This time he dropped his gaze and looked right at her. The hunger in his expression sent a shiver through her. He looked like a conquering warrior claiming his prize. She’d have to tell him that some time and let him chase her around the house for fun. “I love you, too, Nouel.”
“Put your cheek down on the bed and let me fuck you proper.” Nouel pressed against her spine and then left his hand between her shoulder blades, a soft reminder of control. He changed the angle of his strokes and hit the perfect spot inside her.
She whimpered and pushed back against him with each stroke. Another sharp slap to her ass morphed into white-hot pleasure centered on the delicious spot Nouel’s cock continued to massage. He surged against her like an ocean swell, strong and powerful, pulling her under as another wavy of orgasmic pleasure washed over her head. She floated along in a sea of sensation as Nouel continued to move inside her. His low animalistic growl as his orgasm hit him pushed shivers along her spine, sending tremor after tremor over her.
Clara flopped against the bed when Nouel collapsed on top of her. He nuzzled the back of her neck, whispering silly nonsensical things against the side of her throat. She’d expected to be crushed by his weight but he must have been bracing himself on his arms because the pressure along her body never became too much. What truly amazed her was after being rocked by a number of mind-melting orgasms, her body was still hungry for more. She arched her back and pressed her hips up against him in a silent plea.
“You are so perfect for us.” Nouel pressed another kiss against her throat before lifting off her. The air felt chilly against her skin but before she could voice her displeasure at the temperature, Luc slid her higher on the bed and rolled over top of her.
He moved between her legs and she automatically lifted them and hooked her ankles against his tailbone. “Don’t make me wait, please.”
Luc framed her face with his arms and kept his gaze on her. “Don’t look away. I want you to watch as I take you.” His thick cock pressed against her entrance a brief moment before he surged in and claimed her. She never expected the added level of intimacy that accompanied staring into a man’s eyes as he rocked his cock into her. “You love me, too.”
It was a confident statement that didn’t require a response but she wanted him to understand how much. She never imagined she could feel so much love, but it multiplied every time one of her men smiled at her. Their children would never starve in the love department, no matter how many they had. “Forever.” The word hung in the air, encompassing them.
Luc smiled and that adorable dimple appeared in his chin. “I’ll love you longer.”
He claimed her smile with a kiss passionate enough to scorch the sheets under them. Pistoning into her body, he drove her to the pinnacle of her desires. Slipping a hand between them, he rubbed her clit with little circles, extending the impact of another orgasm, draining the last of her energy from her body. He came with a shout, his release splashing hot against her inner muscles. She didn’t have the energy to protest when Luc moved away from her a few minutes later.
A warm cloth pressed against her sensitive skin, making her moan. “Shhh, it’s okay. Relax,” Georges crooned in her ear as he quickly cleaned her. Luc crawled back between her legs and rested his cheek against her stomach. She wondered if the first sparks of a life they created were beginning. Was Luc already unknowingly protecting their future? A whimsical thought and one that didn’t frighten her anymore, she really hoped that this wish would come true.
The three of them arranged themselves around her. Nouel pressed his face against the crook of her neck and sighed while Georges curled up with his cheek against one breast and his hand resting over the other one. Clara lay boneless in the middle of the bed, surrounded by her men.
“Clara Benoit sounds lovely, don’t you think?” She wasn’t certain she’d said the words out loud until they all shuffled closer and she felt kisses being pressed to different parts of her body. Mumbled words of agreement vibrated against her skin.
The need to explore the world and experience everything in life was still there but she knew that now she had three men who would make certain she experienced everything she’d ever dreamed of. Clara drifted to sleep with a satisfied smile on her face and a fulfilled soul. Her life was going to be more bodacious than she ever could have imagined.
THE END
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Corinne Davies lives in Southern Ontario with the love of her life and their two teenage daughters. Being an author is her favourite job, but she also has a passion for wine and knitting.
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