The Virgin Market: A Dark MFM Romance

by Dark Angel

  “But you know what?” Danny continues. “Although I wanted this trophy for a long, long time… Now that I have it, I discovered that I had already won the big prize - Fiona’s heart.”

  He passes the trophy to one of his teammates and then turns to me, looking me straight in the eyes. I look back at him, not knowing what to say - or how to say it -, and then he does something I wasn’t expecting at all.

  He goes down on his knees.

  “Will you marry me, Fiona?” He asks me, his words echoing through the stadium as someone hands me him a small velvety box. He snaps it open, and an enormous diamond ring gleams inside.

  The whole stadium has gone silent, and the only thing I can hear right now is the steady pulse of my heart. I open my mouth to speak, and I feel salty tears rolling over my lips. God, I’m crying.

  “Yes! Yes, I will!” I cry out, going down to my knees in front of me and kissing him. “I will marry you, Danny Manning…” I whisper, trying to choke down a sob. I don’t think I’ve ever been happy enough to start crying, but here it is - I’m a whimpering mess of happiness right now.

  The stadium erupts in a chant, the sound so deafening I can’t even make out what everyone’s screaming. Right now, the whole States - if not the world - is seeing Danny propose to me and slip his diamond ring into my finger. And now the whole world also knows that I’m the happiest woman on Earth.

  “Let’s get out of here,” Danny tells me, going up to his feet and picking me up from the floor. I place one arm around his neck and just hold tight onto him as he walks down the stage.

  “Where are you going? You need to be here for the celebration, Danny!” The league’s commissioner starts to say, rushing down the stage and following after us. Without even bothering to slow down, Danny’s reply is a quick one.

  “We’re going to do our own celebration,” he says, looking back over his shoulder at the commissioner.

  “I love you,” I tell him as he walks inside the stadium’s tunnel entrance.

  “I love you too,” he whispers, the long shadows inside the tunnel wrapping themselves around us.

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  ALSO BY MONA COX

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  112

  THE VIRGIN MARKET - ANOTHER EPILOGUE

  "Damien, I understand why you were worried we wouldn't work out," I say, putting the back of my fingers to his cheek and stroking his face. "Okay, wait," I shake my head. "Actually, I really don't. After everything we went through to be together, you thought any of us would throw that away?" I don't understand why he'd think it. Not really. I tried to piece it together, but there was something between the three of us that simply had to be.

  "You were never mine to take...but you were mine, instantly. I just thought you might change your mind. I didn't know if I could give you the life you wanted," Damien says, looking up into my eyes. His are heavy with emotion and I desperately want to comfort him.

  He can't still feel anxiety about this, not after a year?

  "But you know now that you are? I mean, I'm doing better than ever in school, we've managed to actually get work done in the office and not just have sex when I intern for you, and you and Trevor merged your companies...our life is the very picture of perfect!" I sound a little exasperated, I know it. But of course I do! They are doing something special for me and I worry that Damien doesn't understand how much I love him. Love him and Trevor.

  I look to Trevor and he has a pensive look on his usually carefree face.

  "Boys!" I stand up and flail my arms.

  Trevor pulls me down on him, holding my back to his chest.

  "I'm not worried anymore," Damien says.

  "Okay, but it is because of what I just said--"

  Damien cuts me off. "No, no, I just went to that place in my mind. I don't think anything has ever scared me so damn much as that day at the Virgin Market, thinking I was going to lose you. Well, I didn't, until after that night when I thought, what if after everything that's happened, she still doesn't want us. I don't know if I have it in me to ever let you go," Damien says, looking at me with eyes so full of love that my own breath catches.

  "Good thing I never want to go anywhere."

  Trevor laughs and nibbles on my neck. "I definitely prefer this option, but I would have kept you no matter what. You're ours. I wouldn't give you up for anything," Trevor growls against my skin. The dark promise in his voice delights me. I remember the dark thrills I got from knowing that Damien shared pictures of my body with Trevor. Then let him watch while Damien played with me. I'll never forget what it felt like when they both decided, Virgin Market or not, they were going to have my virginity.

  Everything is better when we are together.

  Trevor's tongue slides over my neck, next to the collar, and chills run down my spine and a shiver sakes through my body.

  "Why don't you show up what a good girl you can be for us, Sarah," Trevor says against my skin.

  “If you insist,” I say, wiggling my ass against Trevor.

  “I say,” Trevor grips my ass and spreads my cheeks to run his cock through them, teasing me with what’s to come.

  “I say,” Damien says, rubbing his cock over my pussy.

  This is going to be one hell of an anniversary celebration. My body is shivering with need and I feel my pussy get so wet it drips down my ass cheeks. Trevor grabs his cock and slides it through the wetness.

  “I was about to grab some lube,” Damien laughs. “I suppose I could get a towel, but I think I’d rather just give your pussy what it is begging for.

  It’s true — every time I think we might need lube, it is like my body turns on the faucet. I get so wet between these men I never need any assistance in that department. Trevor hooks my arms and pulls us back, laying us both down on the floor. He rolls his hips back and he presses his massive cock at the tight ring of my ass. An instant pressure between my hips builds, the fiery heat within me mounting up for the onslaught of cock to come. I press out against him and feel Trevor press into my ass deeper and deeper. I'm so tight now and that's when Damien stretches me to my limits, shoving his cock into my pussy. I force myself to breathe as they both fill me up so deep.

  Damien starts slamming into me, and then Trevor lifts me up take him in and out of my ass. My arms flail aimlessly in his hold and I scream out with the deeps sensation of them both fucking me. My whole body feels taut, tight, and they're slamming into me and making it tighter with their huge invasions. I'm sweating, slippery and wet, my pussy weeping with need. Damien's fingers glide around my clit and tease me until I'm whimpering. I moan loud and louder with ever pump both men do simultaneously. The heat within me threatens to incinerate my body, I'm so wet and full of the pre-orgasmic pressure filtering through my body.

  Damien drags his fingers over my clit. I groan hard. The drugging sensation in my body tears through me and I know I'm about to come.

  "Please, please let your cum slut come, please, please," I start begging. I don't have the poise today to do anything but shout insistently, even if my words are begging.

  I really should know better. Maybe part of me loves the torture?

  Of course I love the punishment.

  "Touch my cum slut's nipples and make her squirm more," Trevor s
ays, grabbing my hands and placing them on my breasts.

  "You are not to come," Damien growls, slamming his cock even harder into me and his thumb furiously working over my clit.

  Oh god, there was a time when I would come right away, the intensity of this experience too strong. But I've learned that I can hold it back.

  Some!

  I mean the way they're fucking me right now, and making me tug on my own nipples, I am so close to the brink of orgasm. I am a breath away from coming so hard I'll push the cocks right out of my body and leave a puddle on the floor with all my cum. I come so hard with my men.

  Damien pulls the leash from the side of my body and pulls on it. Trevor's hand closes over my mouth.

  "You going to be such a good girl for us?" Trevor asks.

  I whimper into his hand, mumbled words of agreement while I nod. Damien tugs on the leash harder and Trevor closes his hand over my mouth and nose.

  "Come for us," Trevor says against my ear, biting the lobe.

  I can't breathe but I release all the tension in my body and explode around them. So much cum gushes from me that I feel it all over my thighs. Damien fights back against my body's push and slams to hard into me I'm screaming against Trevor's hand. I start to feel dizzy and high from the orgasm and just when I need to breathe, Trevor moves his hand to close over just my mouth. I inhale a breath and that heightens the sensation all over my body to a fever pitch. I cruelly twist my nipples to deepen the agony and therefore the ecstasy of pleasure sweeping through my body. I'm shaking like I'm getting bucked by a bull, but I'm not getting off that easily. Trevor's huge cock is still pumping into my ass. Damien is still fucking into my pussy, hard.

  The most delicious part of my obedience is coming. When my orgasm finally stills my body and I'm so sensitive a feather's touch would feel like a thousand light bulbs being turned on, that's when they both slam full length into me and they unload their cum, their orgasms making their massive fuck rods like velvet-wrapped steel on fire in my pussy and ass. My body is molten heat to my core and I'm shuddering in the aftershocks, filling up with their cum so much that I feel full after they pull out.

  Which they both do at once and make me gasp. Trevor wraps his arms around me but bends me over, dragging his teeth down my back. Damien grabs my face forcefully and kisses me with a passion only he has. His tongue sweeps over mine in the dance of thousand agonies. His love is like a waterfall of ecstasy, crashing over me and washing out anything but us three. Trevor's hands and mouth on my body, Damien's mouth on mine...I feel more worshiped than I knew one person could be.

  Damien's teeth graze my lower lip and he captures it, holding my face in his hands and moaning into my mouth. It is the most erotic sound in the world. I wiggle my ass in response, moaning, too. Trevor's hands cups my pussy and slides up my slippery folds. He takes that wet hand and rubs our combined cum all over my stomach, pressing against my stomach and making me shiver because I'm still sensitive and biting into my ass cheek so that I yelp into Damien's mouth.

  "You are so perfectly filthy, Sarah," Trevor says. The pleased tone of his voice makes me so happy. I love the praise as much as the degradation. It all makes up the perfect, unique way that our relationship works. I mean you see why we have no doubts between the three of us, right? "You are the perfect cum slut, covered in all our juices. I think we should go eat and Damien and I are going to look at you all sticky all through the meal. You can shower after. Would you like that?" Trevor asks me this knowing I can't answer while Damien kisses me.

  Damien knows that I can barely breathe the way he's taken over my face, but he's not relenting.

  "Your answer is unclear, let me take your temperature," Trevor says with a devious laugh. His knuckles graze over my clit and my legs fall out from under me, I'm so sensitive. Damien releases my mouth, trailing down to the back of my neck and laying me on the ground. Trevor pulls his hand from where it was trapped under my pussy. His mouth goes to my back and they both touch me so much while I shiver beneath them that I forget there was a question at all.

  Seriously, I wrack my brain. "What was the question again?" I say, whimpering at them touching me.

  "Well, it seems that your clit answered it for you. I think you need to mop up that mess you've made on the floor. Face down, ass in the air," Trevor commands.

  They both remove their mouths from my body, leaving wet spots cold as the air hits them.

  I lift up my ass and and they pet me a little. Damien's fingers grab the back of my head, hard, and he presses my face toward the wet cum puddle before me. "Lick some up, baby girl."

  Oh god, see this is the sort of filthy thing we do that I know other people wouldn't quite get. But we love each other, every part of each other, so much. I lap up some of our cum and taste just how perfect the three of us are together. You know, a little salty. But a whole lot primal and satisfactory. This satisfies me deep in my soul. Damien and Trevor both slide a few of their fingers in my pussy. I feel both of their hands there and I know that they are both fingering me. I'm so wet and swollen inside, but they start pumping. I keep lapping up our cum. I feel some dripping off my body, and some rolling down to between my breasts. It will make it toward my neck soon and I'll lick my lips when it does.

  They pump their fingers harder into.

  "You wanna come again, Sarah?" Damien asks me.

  "Do you think you've earned it?" Trevor says. His never serious voice does this thing where he sends erotic thrills with my whole body because he manages to sound dark and terrifying.

  I shiver. "Yes, please," I whimper out. Their fingers are pumping so fast, and knowing they are doing it together sets rockets off in my mind. This is the sexiest thing we've ever done. I am quivering with pleasure. But I won't come yet. Not until I have permission. I didn't even think I could come again but they find a way to extract it, every time.

  "You can come," Trevor says those magic words.

  And electricity crackles through my body. I am keeping my ass up in the air by sheer force of will, because my legs are shaking. A raging fire building in my pussy burns through my whole body and I scream out the orgasm.

  Gasping down my from my high, I regain control of my breathing. "Thank you," I whimper out.

  Only then do they pull their fingers out of me. I feel my ass get a slap, more of approval then about getting me going again, but it sends a shiver through my sensitive body.

  "Good girl," Damien says. He scoops me up into his arms. I curl against him.

  "Fuck, that was really intense," Trevor says, and he kisses my cheek. "You like the surprise?" He runs his fingers over the collar.

  "Yes, I love it. Thank you both," I say. I can hear how exhausted I sound.

  "After we get cleaned up I think we should reenergize with a nice anniversary dinner out," Trevor says. I hear that sound in his voice. I look at his face now, searching for the answers. I know there's a catch.

  "Oh, you'll be putting on a dress and fixing your hair and makeup. I want to take you to the restaurant knowing you still have our cum on you." Trevor says, his eyes lit with the naughty pleasure he takes in such things.

  "It might stick to me," I say, running a finger down to my breasts. "Everyone might know what you two have done to me," I say in my sweet little innocent voice.

  I like the dirty stuff, too.

  Trevor turns to get dressed and I watch that perfect ass walk away. Damien carries me off in his arms and it is so sweet and romantic. I sigh, closing my eyes and holding onto him. I breathe in that ultra-masculine scent of his sweat, arousal, and that smell that is just him. I can’t help but lick him. Just a little bit. The way my tongue has been in use today, I figure it is the least I can offer it right now. My mouth waters and I think about how badly I want to suck Damien’s cock. I’m so exhausted but I want just a little taste.

  Who am I kidding? I want to choke myself on that swinging pole between his thighs and I want Trevor to get in here and let him do the same. A giggle escapes my mout
h at how horny I am already.

  “After everything, you’re still angling for something more? I think you should tell us exactly what you’re thinking as soon as we sit down at the restaurant. I want you to really get it your mind, and you play with yourself on the car there.”

  Trevor pops up, dressed in a suit that drips with almost as much as pure sex as he does. “You aren’t to come, of course.”

  “You two really know how to celebrate an anniversary. I have been going out of my mind trying to figure out the perfect present for you and honestly I have no idea.” I didn’t mean it to sound sad, but I hear the twinge in my voice.

  I mean, I love my men and I don’t know what on earth to give them. Of course that would make a girl sad.

  “I can’t believe you,” Damien laughs.

  Trevor bursts out into laughter too. He grabs a garment bag and hands it to Damien.

  Damien places it on the bed, unzipping it and revealing the most gorgeous blue satin dress I’ve ever seen.

  Trevor’s hand slides into his pocket and he pulls out a box.

  He hands it to me, and Damien puts me on the bed, so I go ahead and open it.

  “Sapphires,” Trevor says as I look at the earrings inside.

  Damien slides the smallest thong I have ever seen in my life onto my ankles and then up my thighs. I stop breathing, he feels so good touching me.

  Oh god.

  How am I going to make it through the getting dressed part of tonight’s celebration?

  Much less the naughty car ride where I masturbate to my fantasy.

  Or being in the restaurant telling them about it.

  Well, I guess I know what’s going to be bumping under the table while the wine list is read.

  God, I don’t know how I stood living my life before I had Trevor and Damien. I mean, I had no idea how good things could be. But fuck, I can hardly breathe or focus my eyes, I’m so horny. I am shivering all over again as they help me get dressed. After I have my dress on, I go to my vanity and press the earrings in. I reach for my brush, running in through my hair. I look at my makeup and tell myself, I won’t need blush. I see the heat of my lust running through my face right now.