by Madison Faye
I mean it for keeps. I mean it forever, even if that’s an insane thought for so many reasons. For one, because our job here isn’t just not done, it’s in jeopardy the longer we’re here with her. And for two, because we just met this girl. We knew of Phoebe before, but laying eyes on her earlier?
Well, that was like opening my eyes for the first time. It was like hearing my heart beat for the very first time. And I don’t want that feeling to ever go away.
So, it won’t. Because no matter what happens here today, neither of us is going to give her up. Neither of us is going to let go. Because we’ve had a taste. We’ve peeked behind the curtain and seen what life could be with Phoebe in it. And I know neither of us can go back from that.
Phoebe cries out in pleasure, wrenching me from my thoughts. I glance down and groan, watching at Clay’s thick cock begins to really drive in and out of her harder and faster. His shaft glistens wetly with her honey, and he grunts as he suddenly grabs her legs and lifts them up over his shoulders. She’s still got her green and black stilettos on, which is hot as fuck, and when her legs drape over his shoulders, Clay starts to really go deep.
He grunts, fucking and rutting into her, his jaw clenched tight as he buries his cock balls-deep in her tight little cunt. Phoebe goes wild, whimpering for more and clinging to his forearms as he nails her to the table with his cock. The filthy wet sounds of them coming together and his balls slapping her ass mingle with her whimpers of pleasure. I ease my cock back against her lips, and when she moans eagerly and sucks me into her throat, I throw my head back and roar.
My hand slides into her hair, and Clay grips her ass tight as we both just claim her. I lose myself, lost in the pleasure of her tongue and lips on me as Clay drives her right to the fucking edge, until suddenly, with a roar, he pushes her over it.
Phoebe pulls away from me and screams, throwing her head back and crying out as the orgasm shatters over her. I watch, groaning as her tight little body ripples in pleasure—her nipples rock hard and arched towards the ceiling and her legs trembling and shaking as she comes again and again.
Clay grunts, turning his head and biting her thigh as he drives his cock to the hilt in her tight, slick, spasming pussy and lets go. He roars, his muscles rippling as he pumps rope after rope of his cum deep into her pussy, filling her until I watch it start to spurt out from where they join. He groans, pulling back and then thrusting back in, slowly fucking her right through both of their orgasms, until the three of us come to a panting halt.
Clay leans over and kisses her slow and fierce, groaning into her lips before he pulls away. Phoebe turns, her eyes wild as she pulls me in, kissing me hungrily as she coos softly into my mouth.
“This is insane,” she says quietly, swallowing as she pulls back from our kiss.
I give a half grin, turning to arch a brow at Clay.
“Tell me about it.”
Clay chuckles, shaking his head before dragging his eyes to meet Phoebe’s.
“Good insane or bad insane?”
She blushes as she bites back her smile.
“Good,” she whispers, her eyes darting between us. “I—I just, I mean, with both of you…”
“There’s no jealousy between Eamon and I,” Clay growls. “None at all.”
“You do this a lot?” She frowns slightly. “You know, with girls?”
“No,” I say quietly and truthfully. Yes, it’s happened in the distant past, but not often, and not for a long time. We’ve been far too busy building the empire up and cementing our places on the council to have a free second for women. But for her?
Shit, we’d tear down every brick of our empire for her.
“No, baby girl,” I growl, kissing her softly. “You?”
She giggles. “Oh, yeah, all the time. I get traded in poker games constantly to hot Irish crime bosses who want to share me.”
She rolls her eyes.
“That’s a joke, you know.”
I chuckle. “I gathered.”
Clay frowns. “Listen, Patrick—”
Phoebe makes a face and shakes her head. “Not what you think, trust me. We’re just engaged because I—” she looks like she’s about to say something when she suddenly clamps her mouth shut, shaking her head almost as if she’s admonishing herself before she clears her throat and looks at us.
“It’s just an arrangement. Trust me, he’s never even touched me.”
I snort. “Well that’s a very stupid man.”
She giggles. “He’s tried, but hell no.”
Clay chuckles darkly. “Well, his loss,” he purrs, leaning and brushing her lips with his. “Our gain.”
Phoebe moans softly as he kisses her slowly. But the slow, easy kiss suddenly starts to turn deeper, and heavier, until both of them are panting when they pull away.
Clay glances at me, and I grin as I nod.
“We’re not even close to done here, are we?”
“No way,” Phoebe pants, her green eyes blazing with fire.
“C’mere, baby girl.”
I kiss her fiercely, my cock aching hard between my thighs as my hands and Clay’s start to move over her body.
We want more. Fuck, I know now that we’ll always want more. And right now, we’re going to show her that.
7
Phoebe
I almost tell them. When the subject of me being engaged to Patrick comes up, I just want to tell them everything. That it’s a setup. That my whole backstory of being connected to Chicago is bullshit, orchestrated to get Patrick and Terry interested in me, and in keeping me close. I want to tell them that my last name is Carter, not Wright.
I want to tell them every single thing about me, actually. Because in the span of however short a time I’ve spent with them, somehow, it’s all clicked together. Somehow, being with them just feels like… I don’t know. Home? Being with them ignites a passion I never knew I had inside, and it burns so fiercely through me that I can’t even imagine having not connected with them.
And yet, I hold back. I hate that I do, but I do just the same. It’s not even about being unsure if I can trust them or not. I know I can. It’s that I don’t want to see that look in their eyes when they realize who I really am. I don’t want to betray them like that. And I know the second I spill that truth, this little bubble we’re in pops, and this dream fades away.
So, I say nothing. But really, that’s easy right now, with them kissing me fiercely, making me moan as their hands slide over my body. I whimper into Eamon’s lips as Clay’s strong hands pull me up and flip me over. I moan, letting them move me however they want as the two men get me up on my hands and knees on the table. I shiver as I feel Clay move behind me, his hand skimming my ass. He moves against me, and when I feel the pulsing, swollen crown of his gorgeous cock tease over my pussy, I gasp quietly.
More.
I want more, even though they’ve already given me more than I’ve ever had in my life. But it’s like they’re a drug. It’s like I’ve looked past the curtain or tasted the forbidden fruit. And now, all I want is more.
My mouth goes slack as Clay slides into me from behind. I’m so fucking wet, and dripping with both of their cum, but there’s still this sweet delicious tightness that takes my breath away as he enters me.
“Fuck, sweetness,” Clay groans, his fingers digging into my skin as he chokes out a growl. “Goddamn this pussy is so fucking tight.” He growls lowly, pushing his hips forward and sliding another few inches deep into my tight little slit.
“So, fucking tight, and so fucking perfect, and so fucking ours.”
He pushes in the rest of the way, and the cry of pleasure rips from my lips. I moan hungrily, my nails raking over the felt of the table as the man behind me drives into me. He groans, holding me tight and taking my breath away as he slides out, his throbbing hard thickness gliding wetly through my slick lips before he plunges back in.
Eamon moves in front of me, his hand sliding into my hair and tangling my long red l
ocks as he tugs me towards him.
“Open those sweet lips, baby girl,” he groans. “Open up and let me feel that tongue on my cock.”
I shiver in ecstasy as his swollen crown glides between my lips and over my tongue, the sweet taste of his precum filling my senses. He growls, his cock pulsing as my tongue teases over the underside of him.
“Shit, Phoebe,” Clay grunts, rocking his hips forward and burying his cock into me as I moan loudly around Eamon. “Fuck, you look so beautiful taking both of us, angel. So fucking beautiful sucking his cock while I make this little pussy cream for me.
He thrusts forward, making me moan as my lips glide down Eamon’s shaft, until his cock is buried in my throat. I whimper, the thrill of them both taking me like this exploding through me as I feel both huge men grunt and grip me tight, thrusting their big cocks into me mercilessly.
And God is it good.
I can feel Clay hunching over me, his big hands tight around my waist as he pounds into me, filling me with his size over and over again, my clit dragging over his shaft with every thrust. His fingers dig into my skin, and I can feel his rock-hard abs rippling against my ass when he grinds deep inside of me.
Eamon hisses in pleasure as I start to bob my mouth up and down his cock, wetly slurping on him, getting him slick and glistening with my mouth. His cock is so fucking hard, and his abs twitch every time I dance my tongue across his crown. His hands grip my hair tightly in a ponytail, guiding me up and down his fat cock as my moans and theirs fill the room.
Eamon’s hands slide to my back, teasing over my skin as he leans over me. I whimper around his cock as his hands push lower and lower down my back, until he’s gripping my ass tight. He groans, spreading me open as Clay thrusts into me harder and faster, and with the two of them truly dominating me like this, I know I’m going to explode at any moment.
Eamon brings one hand to his face, sucking two fingers between his lips and pulling them out wet and glistening. He groans, moving his hand back to my ass, and this time, my breath catches. His wet fingers tease over my asshole, making me cry out in pleasure at the sensation of both his teasing touch and Clay fucking my pussy. Eamon growls, pulling me open with one hand as the fingers of his other hand swirl wetly around my tight little ring.
He adds pressure, making my heart jump into my throat as one of his slick fingers begins to gently slide in. I pull my mouth from Eamon’s cock, panting and whimpering as he eases a finger deep into my ass, making me feel so fucking dirty and alive and wild that I almost come right there.
Fuck, it feels so dirty, and so wrong, and so good. I’ve never been touched like this or felt like this. I’ve never had this rush of feeling so used in the hottest sense of the word.
Clay grunts, fucking me harder and faster, like the sight of Eamon fingering my ass lights a fire in him.
“You like him teasing that naughty little asshole, baby girl?” he grunts. “You like feeling both of us filling you up like this? Making you our little plaything?”
I cry out, whimpering as I nod eagerly. “Yes,” I pant out, my whole body trembling with pleasure as the two big men use me as they will.
“Then you’re gonna love this,” Eamon purrs.
He pulls away from me, and as I feel Clay slowly slide out of me, I whimper, pouting at the loss of that feeling. But, Clay grins wickedly as he pulls me around and kisses me deeply.
“Just you wait, sweetness. Just you wait. C’mere.”
He sits on the table and pulls me into his lap. I moan as his lips find mine, his hands guiding my knees to either side of his hips as he pulls me down onto him.
“Just like that, baby girl. Take that cock in your tight little pussy and slide down it until you take it all. Take me nice and deep, Phoebe.”
I cry out as I sink down onto him, his thick girth spreading me wide. I take him to the hilt, gasping as I roll my hips, grinding my clit into him. Hands slide over my back, and I gasp, turning to see Eamon moving to crouch behind me.
My pulse races, and suddenly, it’s like I’m melting into pure liquid fire.
I’m aware of four hands holding me tight, gripping me like they’ll never let go. Clay’s mouth crushes to mine, kissing me fiercely as Eamon crouches behind me and eases the thick head of his cock against my asshole.
Oh God…
Electricity blazes through me, this tingle that starts where his cock touches and spreads slowly through my whole body. His swollen head presses to my tight, unyielding hole, and his muscles clench as he adds more and more pressure. I gasp, panting heavily into Clay’s lips and clinging to his big arms as Eamon slowly, ever so slowly, begins to ease inside.
Fuck. Me.
It’s tight—so fucking tight, but at the same time, it’s this heated, erotic feeling I’ve never felt before. His thick head eases into me, spreading me open, pushing its way through my ring until suddenly, his head glides inside. My breath catches, and Clay is right there, kissing me slowly and swallowing my moans as Eamon begins to ease further inside. He groans deeply, his fat cock inching slowly into the tight confines of my ass, all while Clay’s thickness pulses deep in my pussy.
Eamon grips me tight, pushing in more and more, spreading my ass open for him as he slowly fills me with inch after thick inch of his gorgeous cock. He just keeps going, and the tight sensation turns into something so fucking good, and so dirty and wrong that a mini climax shudders through me.
Clay groans, kissing my neck.
“Don’t think I didn’t feel that, baby girl,” he growls into my ear. “Don’t think for a second I didn’t just feel this little pussy come for me as he fucks your ass with that big cock.”
My lips sear to his, and when Eamon growls and pushes the rest of the way in until his heavy balls are resting against me, I scream into Clay’s mouth.
“And now, sweetness,” Eamon purrs into my ear. “Now we’re going to fuck you like you’ve never even dreamed you could get fucked.”
He eases out, making me cry out in pleasure before he’s gliding right back in. Pleasure ripples through me like liquid fire, and when Clay starts to move in unison with his friend, I start to melt for them. I hang on for dear life, melting into the heat and pleasure of it all as the two big men start to claim me together. Muscles clench and ripple, masculine groans rumble through my ears, my pulse sizzles like fire, and my entire body erupts in forbidden heat.
Two thick, throbbing cocks fuck me together, alternating strokes in and out and then driving into me at the same time. I writhe between them, kissing Clay fiercely before turning my head and hungrily tasting Eamon’s lips. He growls into my mouth, gripping my ass with on hand and my jaw in the other, his coiled muscles rippling as he thrusts in and out of me, taking me.
Clay’s hands grip my hips, and he starts to thrust up into me, hard and deep, making me scream at the feel of him so deep and stretching me so good. Teeth rake over my skin, hands grip me tight, and two rock-hard bodies grind into me as I start to tumble.
I roll between them, lost in them both, caught between gasping for air and never wanting to breath anything but their kisses forever.
They move faster, and harder, fucking me deeper—fucking me like they’re claiming me. Eamon’s thick cock drives deep into my ass, making my eyes roll back in my head as I drop my lips to Clay’s. Clay grinds into me, his hands yanking me against his hips as his mouth drops from my lips to my nipples. He teases them with his lips, his teeth, his tongue, making me shiver as the both of them drive in and out of me, rocking me between them.
And slowly, I start to shatter. Slowly, I lose my ability to think, or say anything at all but “more” and “harder”. I can feel both men swelling up inside of me, their growls getting fierce and their grips getting tighter, and I know all three of us are going to explode at any second.
“I want you to come for us, baby girl,” Eamon growls into my ear. “I want you to fucking come for us with our cocks deep inside of you. And I want you to know how ours you are when yo
u do.”
“You want to come for us, sweetness?” Clay hisses into my lips as he kisses them roughly. “Come for us, Phoebe. Let me feel that sweet cum all over my cock. Come for both of us, and never stop coming for us.”
The two of them start to move ever faster, their big cocks pounding in and out of me, making me scream in pleasure as the fire ignites inside of me. I hang on to them for dear life, turning back and forth to kiss both of them as I start to tumble right for that edge.
Clay pushes his hand between us, his fingers rolling my clit as his mouth sucks one of tender pink nipples between his lips. Eamon groans, twisting my head around to kiss me fiercely as his hand comes down with a sharp spank on my ass as he drives his cock balls deep inside of me.
And suddenly, it all explodes.
The wail starts in my throat and comes ripping out of my lips. I throw my head back, screaming my release at the ceiling, pure fire and light exploding through me as the two of them drive in balls deep and roar into my skin.
And then, they’re crashing over the edge with me.
My orgasm thunders over me, blazing through me like wildfire as both gorgeous, rough men drive in balls deep and just explode. Clay crushes his lips to mine as he pulls me down as tight as I can get on his cock as it pulses and explodes, pumping rope after thick rope of hot cum deep inside my pussy as my own orgasm just keeps tumbling into a new one.
Eamon hisses into my neck, his teeth raking my skin as his big cock plunges deep in my ass. I cry out, feeling his balls pulse against me before I feel the hot, sticky jets of his cum blasting into my ass. I come again, shuddering between them, my head spinning and spots dotting my vision before I collapse across Clay’s broad, powerful chest.
The three of us are silent for a second, panting, sucking down air and shivering in the heat of what we’ve just had. Four hands stroke my skin, two mouths gently and tenderly kiss their way across my neck, my lips, and my shoulders, until I’m melting between them.
I need to tell them everything. I have to, because we’ve gone past anything I’ve ever known, and this has moved way past just being great sex.
