Captive Beauty: A Reverse Harem Dark Romance

by Chloe Saint

  What did that mean? I wondered, but before I could speculate, I heard Rohan’s gruff voice.

  “I’ll take her mouth,” he said, and tilted my chin back for better access. I opened wide, choking a little as he lowered himself into my mouth. He was huge, and though I felt like I took in a lot, he was probably barely past the head. But I made sure to make his length wet and messy as he slowly pushed in until he touched my throat. Luckily, I didn’t have a gag reflex.

  He tasted salty and musky, a little alpha and a lot dangerous. I liked it a lot.

  Once I was used to the solid weight and girth of him, he began thrusting in and out of my cavern, holding my face in his hands so I didn’t move. He made sounds of approval, patting my cheeks and hair and I made noises of affirmation. I was enjoying this, even though it was on the border of two much.

  Killian was still buried balls-deep in my ass, but Derrick was speeding up his strokes. I heard his breath hitch, and he squeezed my nipples one last time before he spurted all over my breasts.

  “That’s a sight for sore eyes,” he said, and I felt his hand smearing his come all over my chest, like he was marking me as his.

  Which I was. I was all of theirs. It was a thought that should have scared me, but I was too far gone to register anything but heady bliss.

  That was why it took me a moment to register a new intrusion, one that was bigger than the others I’d taken in. It was pressing against my pussy as Gunner made me aware of his intent. I didn’t know if I could physically handle Killian in my ass and Gunner in my pussy at the same time, but I knew that I wanted to try.

  Hands caressed and soothed me to distract me from the pain as Gunner slowly and painstakingly seated himself inside me. It look longer than for the others, because he was so huge. My pussy, which was already tight, was only stretched a little by Gunner’s fingers. His cock was another thing entirely, something I wasn’t in any way prepared for.

  My mouth opened wordlessly around Rohan’s cock, not releasing air but staying completely still as I felt all three of them filling me. There was only a thin membrane separating Killian and Gunner, I could feel them pressing on each other as they thrusted, and it was all too much for me.

  My pleasure crested, and I screamed as I came in waves, pulsing erratically as I shuddered through the aftershocks. Someone was holding me through it, speaking nonsensical words to comfort me. It was a climax like I’d never felt it before, like I was going to burn up, my body turning molten from the heat.

  Gunner sped up his thrusts, easier now that my juices were slicking the way. Killian grunted into my shoulder blades and came with a snap of my hips. It felt like the tremors in my body had clamped around his cock and brought him over the edge.

  Gunner was more patient, letting me learn how to stretch around him so it didn’t feel like I would split apart, and he waited until I was ready to continue. But the man was a tank.

  I let Rohan thrust into my mouth, sucking and licking at his length until the suction was too much and he held my hair hard enough to sting. I opened my mouth wider though my jaw was already sore, and raked my teeth lightly over the tender skin of his cock. He swore loudly and spurted into my mouth. I had a feeling that pain would bring him over the edge, and it did. He pulled out of me with a wet pop, and I swallowed his salty seed eagerly.

  Now that Gunner had my full attention, I could see that he wasn’t getting deep enough inside me to sheathe his full length.

  “More,” I said breathlessly, teasing him deeper inside by rolling my hips.

  “Taking me in so well, sweet Belle,” he said, and his warm approval filled me with champagne bubbles. Hands caressed me all over, and I submitted to them eagerly. This was where I was meant to be.

  With a final spasm of my hips, I had his cock in as deep as it would go. I knew somehow that I wouldn’t be able to take in anymore, but Gunner sounded pleased as he said, “Good girl,” and petted my hair. I arched into the touch, gasping into the air as he pulled out and went in so deep that I saw stars.

  He grunted as he spilled inside me, hot and deep, filling me with his seed. I knew I would breed for them, bear their children, and my sisters would help raise them. We would be so happy.

  “We love you, Belle,” they whispered, capturing my mouth in a kiss one by one.

  “I love you all,” I said, hazy with contentment.

  I was home at last.