Trick and Treat

by Madison Faye

  “What? No way!” Damien’s jaw dropped.

  “I am not going to be your secretary,” I said sharply.

  “Bodyguard, then?”

  The guys cracked up as I turned and punched Sean in the arm.

  “Hey! I’m just saying, with a dead-eye like that, we could probably use you,” he grinned.

  “We’ll figure something out,” Hunter said evenly. “As long as you stay with us.” His eyes locked on mine. “And I mean it, with all of us.”

  “I—”

  And right there, sitting with them with the gorgeous view of the city behind us, I knew I wouldn’t be able choose one even if I wanted to.

  “I feel like this is one unit, like we all work together as one.”

  “We do too,” Damien said softly.

  “I want this,” I said, nodding at each of them in turn. “And this is crazy, I know, but—”

  Damien’s lips cut me off, pressing hotly to mine.

  “Life is crazy, Ari. That’s why you hang on to what’s good.”

  I kissed him back, moaning into his mouth as I felt hands move over my back, another pair on my thighs. The kiss broke, and Hunter brought my face around to kiss me forcefully, making me shiver at his strong touch.

  I moved away from him and found myself falling into Sean, kissing him as well while the other two let their hands wander across me.

  “So we’ll work something out, even if it means you not being our secretary.”

  “Oh, it does,” I said with a grin.

  “I sort of liked being your boss,” Damien said, a glint in his eyes.

  I felt a throb of heat tease through me. “I— I liked you being my boss too.”

  I gasped at the feel of lips across my neck. “That’s because you like being told just what to do,” Sean growled into my skin. “And secretary or not, you like being a good girl and doing what we tell you to do, don’t you?”

  I moaned quietly, my head slowly nodding.

  Hunter pulled the glass of champagne from my hand.

  “Stand, Ms. Holloway.”

  I felt an absolute throb of raw desire course through my body, tingling it’s way under my skin and diving between my legs.

  God, I wanted this.

  There was something so primal and raw about the way I loved having these three men talk to me like that — something in the way they dominated me and yet made me feel like a queen at the same time.

  I nodded as I stood.

  “Get on the table.”

  Hunter’s voice was smooth and dark as he pointed at the large ornate coffee table in front of the lush L-shaped couch we’d been sitting at.

  Again, all I could do was nod as I put one knee and then the other onto the smooth wood of the table. I could feel my slinky black dress slide up my thighs and pull tight across my ass. I could feel their eyes on me, and my nipples puckered beneath the sheer material.

  “On your hands and knees.”

  I whimpered — actually whimpered — at Damien’s commanding voice. But I did as I was told.

  This was it. This is the rush I craved, and the need to be taken by them.

  I felt a hand on my thigh, and looked back to see Sean, his dark eyes glinting at me as he let the hand slide up and down my bare, exposed skin. Damien’s strong hand moved to my other leg, and I felt the heat shiver through me at their touch.

  Hunter stood from the couch and moved a hand over my ass, a look of pure desire on his face. He let his fingers tease across my barely-covered skin, tracing the line of my thong beneath the silky dress.

  “Turn around,” he growled. “Show us.”

  My breath hitched as I nodded and turned on my knees, facing Damien and Hunter sitting on one side of the L-couch, with Sean to my right sitting on the corner. He reached out with his strong hands and ran them over my ass — a gesture that soaked my panties instantly.

  “You know what we want, don’t you?”

  I nodded eagerly. Yeah, it was the exact same thing I was craving, and he knew it.

  “Call me sir.”

  I moaned quietly as Sean’s hand moved over my ass.

  “Yes sir.”

  “Good girl.”

  Hunter stood and began to pull at his zipper, with Damien following suit. I moaned, biting my lip as they both let their thick, throbbing cocks bob out in front of my face. Sean pulled at my dress, yanking it up over my ass. He growled as his hand slipped down over my ass and between my legs, his fingers finding me soaking wet through my panties.

  “Dirty, dirty girl,” Sean growled, making me shiver. “The idea of all three of us making you ours gets you nice and wet doesn’t it?”

  I nodded eagerly. “Yes, sir.”

  His hand came down suddenly with a loud smack on my exposed ass, making me yelp in pleasure. In front of me, Damien and Hunter moved closer, their thick, heavy cocks arching up towards me. Hunter let his hand move across my cheek, pushing his thumb between my lips. I moaned softly as I sucked it inside, swirling it with my tongue and locking eyes with him as Sean dragged a finger over my panties.

  Damien pushed his hand into my hair, pulling closer towards their cocks. I gasped as I felt both of their soft, velvety heads push over my cheeks, across my lips as they stroked my face against their cocks. With a gasp, I opened my mouth for Damien first, and he pushed his thick head through my wet lips and into my hot mouth.

  I moaned around his shaft, swirling my tongue around his head and relishing the thick weight of him in my mouth. Hunter growled and began to stroke himself as he reached down and pulled my breasts free from the dress.

  The position had me on my elbows, my back arched and my ass thrust high in the air for Sean. I felt like such a plaything for these men to use for their pleasure, and the thought of that had my head spinning in pleasure.

  Sean stroked my slit through my soaked panties, and suddenly I felt him grab and yank them down my thighs to my knees, leaving them there to bind me like that on my knees with my ass thrust back for him. My eyes flew open and I moaned wildly as I suddenly felt his tongue drag over my bare slit, pushing through my slick folds and curling over my hard little clit. In front of me, Damien moved away as Hunter took his place, pushing his own thick head between my lips and deep into my mouth.

  Sean’s tongue swirled through my folds, lapping at the juices flowing freely from my tight pussy. He pushed the tip of his tongue in deep, teasing me as his hands stroked up and down my thighs and gripped at my ass tightly.

  Suddenly, his tongue slid higher, and I moaned around Hunter’s cock in my throat. His tongue swirled around my ass, making me shiver and making my pussy even wetter. The feeling of his hot tongue dancing around my little ring like that had me writhing and moaning on the table like an animal.

  Hunter pulled away from my mouth and I moved back to Damian. My pulse spiked as he grabbed me by the hair and began to fuck my mouth with even, deep strokes. My lips felt so stretched and used by his big, thick cock, and I loved it.

  The sound of a zipper and clothes falling came from behind me, and my heart raced. Sean moved behind me, and I felt his hands sliding over my ass. I gasped as I felt the hot, thick head of his cock touch against my needy pussy lips.

  He pushed forward, and my body tensed as his thick girth began to stretch my pussy wide, making me moan. Holy shit he was big! He slowly slid in, pushing his big dick inch-by-inch into my clenching slit. He grunted when his balls rested against my lips, his hands gripping my ass, and slowly he pulled out, slamming back in, hard.

  This was what I’d been craving. This is what I’d always been craving, without really knowing why sex or intimacy never felt as complete as I thought it should.

  I just hadn’t had the right number before.

  I gasped as Sean’s strong hands gripped my waist, and he began to roughly pound my pussy, making me moan and wail around Damien’s cock. But just as quickly as he’d begun, he pulled out, leaving me aching for more. I heard movement, and then gasped as I felt something h
ot and slick rub over my asshole. I shivered as I felt Sean’s finger press against the tight ring there and then slip right inside, eased in by whatever he was rubbing on my ass. He plunged his finger deep, slowly filling me with the digit before he slid it back out and repeated the process as he started to eagerly finger my ass.

  He pulled the finger out and then crouched forward, and I moaned again as I felt the huge head of his cock press against my tight little hole.

  “Shhh, just relax Arianna. Just relax that tight little ass for my big cock,” he growled into my ear, making me shiver. My heart pounded in my chest, and I could practically feel the wetness dripping down my thighs.

  The thick head of his cock rested against my tight ring before he added pressure. Pushing gently at first, Sean grunted as he slowly eased himself into the tight ring of my ass. I brought my mouth up from Damien’s cock with a gasp as I whirled around, wide-eyed, to watch as he slowly pressed forward.

  With a small pop, the fat head of his cock suddenly slid past my ring, and I groaned deeply at the sudden feeling of being so filled. Sean grunted as he looked up, his steely eyes flashing at me as he slowly pushed forward. I moaned, my face scrunched up in pleasure as I pushed my ass back against him while he slowly fed his entire length up my tight little ass

  “Fuck yes.” he muttered, his balls resting against my pussy, my toes curling. “Ms. Holloway,” he growled, moving so that his lips were by my ear. “I’m going to fuck this pretty little ass like it deserves to be fucked.”

  “Do it!” I hissed, begging like a dirty little slut for this man to use my ass. “Please fuck my tight ass with your big cock, sir!”

  With a dark chuckle, his thick arm muscles standing out, Sean grunted and pushed forward, inching his big cock back in as I moaned in pleasure.

  Hunter’s fingers clutched at my hair and brought me back to his cock, pre-cum dripping from his head. I opened wide and he started to fuck my mouth to match Sean fucking my ass. My body began to writhe and twist beneath the men as they alternated their strokes, filling my aching body from both ends.

  It wasn’t long before I could feel the stirrings of a climax begin to clench and pull inside of me as Sean slowly pumped his cock in and out my ass again and again, his fingers beneath me rubbing over my clit. Hunter’s cock swelled even bigger as I worked my mouth up and down his shaft.

  “Such a good girl, Ms. Holloway,” Hunter murmured. “Suck that big dick like a good little slut.”

  I moaned and felt a hot glow burning inside me as his words and the two thick cocks working me from both ends began to push me over the edge. The slap of Sean’s balls against my lips as he pounded my ass with his cock had me clawing at the edge of sanity and my mind reeled at the hot primal sensations rippling through my body. Hunter’s huge cock, stretching my lips wide amplified the feelings even more, and the dark realization that I wanted this, that I wanted to feel completely at their mercy; to be their slut and their dirty willing plaything, came rushing to the surface. I moaned louder and louder around the cock in my mouth, loving the feel of the rough hands on my hips and pulling my hair.

  Sean slammed into my ass, and with a muffled moan around Hunter’s cock, my orgasm tore through me.

  Sean gently pulled out of me, and I felt hands move and hold me tight. Suddenly, Hunter was up on the wooden table, sliding beneath me, and pulling me on top of him. The head of his cock nestled against my soaking wet pussy, and with one rock of his hips, he buried every thick inch of his cock inside. He withdrew slowly, driving me crazy and with a grunt and a thrust, he was burying every thick inch of his big cock into my aching pussy again. I cried out as he ground into me, his cock stretching me wide and rubbing right against that perfect spot just inside.

  Sean crouched back over me and my eyes flew open as I felt him press the fat head of his cock against my ass again.

  Holy shit — both at the same time? My whole body tensed as I felt him push in, his head slipping inside a little easier this time as Hunter fucked me in slow, even strokes. My whole body shuddered and a silent cry lingered on my lips as Sean slowly pushed forward, easing his cock into my ass. The silent cry suddenly bubbled forth as a wailing moan of pleasure. Sean’s huge cock slid deep into my ass, and I suddenly found myself completely full and utterly filled.

  Hunter and Sean began to fuck me then, using me as their toy as they sawed me back and forth between them. It felt incredible, being so completely filled up like this, feeling so full with these men. I was their slut, their plaything, and yet at the same time, I felt so much a part of them. This was rough, and dirty, and dominant, but there was more to it than that.

  This was also loving, and shared, and four individual parts coming together to form a whole.

  Damien moved in front of me, his rock hard cock swaying in front of my face. I reached and and began to stroke him as the two other men slowly fucked me but Sean pushed my hand away and thrust forward. I opened my mouth wide for him as he groaned and pushed in. I felt so fucking dirty with three men taking me at the same time like this, and it made my whole body shiver as the three of them started to work me in unison.

  God, who was this new version of me? There I was on all fours, sucking one man’s cock while two others double-fucked me from behind. All three pumped in and out together, and I groaned loudly, muffled as all three pushed in at once, cramming me totally full with their huge, thick cocks. This was wild, and dirty, and toe-curlingly hot beyond anything I could have ever imagined, and I loved it.

  Hunter and Sean started to pick up their pace, Sean especially as he started to grip my hips hard and fuck my tight ass harder. I could feel him tensing inside of me, his thickness stretching me so deliciously along with Hunter in my pussy, and I groaned as I hungrily swirled my tongue all over Damien’s throbbing cock. My aching, quivering body clenched and buzzed electrically as the three men fucked me, and I could feel another powerful orgasm about to topple me over the edge.

  “Come for us, Arianna,” Hunter groaned beneath me. The three of them moved as one rhythm, filling me again and again as my body started to literally shake and tremble.

  “Come on all three of our cocks, baby,” Sean groaned into my ear. “I want you to be a good girl and come for us.”

  I went crashing over the edge. I screamed around Damien’s cock, my eyes squeezing shut as my whole body seems to just melt and explode at the same time. I could feel Hunter grind up into me, groaning as his cock throbbed deep inside of me as spurt after spurt of cum filled me. Sean grunted as he sunk his cock deep into my ass and came, his fingers digging into my skin as his cock throbbed inside of me.

  Damien threw his head back in a silent bellow as he pushed forward, his cock spurting hot cum down my throat as my own orgasm blasted through me like a hurricane. With a final, wailing moan from my lips, my orgasm rolled into one final, clenching climax, and I collapsed on top of Hunter.

  I was barely aware of the three of them pulling out of me, and then pulling me gently into their arms. We moved from the glassed-in deck to the penthouse condo they kept in the Camelot Holdings building. We moved into the bathroom, and steam surrounded us as the multiple shower heads kicked on. I cooed happily as I felt three sets of hands gently washing me, touching me.

  Loving me.

  Later, we moved into the bedroom, and this time, they swapped back to their role of worshipping me. Three mouths moved over my body for what seemed like hours — teasing, tasting, and rocking me through more orgasms than I could keep track of until finally I had to beg them to stop.

  We slept together as one that night — the three of them pulling me close and sheltering me. And I knew it’d be okay. Sasha was safe and sound, the bad guys were gone, and here I was surround by three of the most incredible men I’d ever known.

  And I knew then that no matter what we figured out, we’d make this work.

  Because whatever this was?

  It was worth fighting for.

  Epilogue

  Twins.
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  Because it couldn’t just be one, of course. With us, it was always a bit more complex than that. But a year later, we ended up having twins. A boy and a girl, and I don’t think any of us could’ve been happier.

  I did end up quitting working for the guys, but it worked out okay after all. They found a much more capable assistant in Harold. Harold the fifty-eight year old career corporate assistant who did a far better job of it than I ever had.

  Hell, I’d slept with my bosses on day one.

  Instead, I started working on my writing career — the one I’d put on hold for bad relationships and crummy jobs. After Joshua and Johanna were born, it just made it easier to be a stay at home mom anyways, and I loved it. A part time writing career and a full time stay at home mom career? Yeah, perfect.

  Not to mention my second job: keeping three insatiable men happy. But that’s the easy part.

  Well, at least the fun part.

  Sometimes, I think the kids are Hunter’s, especially with Joshua’s sharp blue eyes. But then, Jo has Damien’s blonde hair, and they’ve both got Sean’s seriousness at times as well.

  We don’t know, and we don’t care. Because we’re all one family, one big unit that works better together than we ever did separately. It’s not normal, but then, what’s “normal”? All I know is, I was never good at relationships.

  Turns out, I needed more than one heart to match my own.

  It’s Christmas now, and Sasha, Luke, and Jordan and their little boy Connor are coming over to the house. Sean is mixing up some of his famous cranberry cider punch, Hunter and Jo are hanging holly around the living room, and Josh is helping Damien and I with the rest of dinner preparations.

  Later, there’s going to be hugs, and kisses, and high-fives, and cheers, and love.

  We’re all here.

  We’re all whole.

  We’re all one big family.

  And really, that’s what life's all about.

  The End.

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