by Ana Starling
I’m screaming—not moaning but screaming.
My voice fills Kane’s penthouse, bouncing off the walls and returning to me with all its wickedness. I arch my back, yank on their hair, and simply let a violent orgasm rip me apart.
My brain is heating up, my soul is in tatters, and my body is about to blow up.
And they’re just getting started.
The moment the final waves of my orgasm recede, I open my eyes to see that they’re both standing up.
“What are you waiting for?” I tease them, and Derek takes the lead.
He positions himself between my legs, grabs his cock, and buries it deep inside my pussy. No teasing, no taking it slow, he just grabs his cock and shoves it inside me, his thickness stretching my inner walls.
As Derek starts thrusting, Kane positions himself by my side.
“You know you want it,” he teases me, grabbing his cock and angling it down toward my lips. Without even bothering to reply, I just open my mouth and roll my lips down the side of his cock.
I never knew I had to consider these things, but let me tell you—having a thick cock stretching you wide makes it really hard to focus on the hard cock inside your mouth. Still, I do my best and keep on sucking like a madwoman while Derek ravages me, pounding my pussy with a fury.
As a hurricane of pleasure takes over my mind, I feel the urge to scream—I just can’t because I have Kane’s cock deep inside my mouth. Still, that doesn’t stop my body from getting tense, every single muscle twitching up as another orgasm whips every one of my nerve endings.
I can’t think. I can’t even hear or see a thing. My whole brain is busy processing the onslaught of ecstasy that has taken over my body.
When I come to my senses again, I’ve to do a double take to realize what’s happening. The two men have changed positions, and Kane’s now the one thrusting deep into me while Derek brushes the tip of his cock along the length of my lips.
Oh, I’m going to die of pleasure.
It doesn’t take long for me to come again. My pussy becomes as tight as a vice, gripping Kane’s cock, and I move my head up and down Derek’s cock so fast that I feel pain shooting up my neck.
And then, I realize what I want to happen.
Pushing Kane off me, I then slide down from the couch and kneel on the floor. Looking from one to the other, I then grab my breasts, my nipples pressed under the palm of my hands.
“Give me all you got, boys,” I whisper at them.
They exchange a glance, and then they move toward me. Grinning, they grab their cocks and start stroking them, their eyes locked on my naked body. I rub my breasts as they move their hands up and down the length of their cocks, a knot forming on my throat as I anticipate what’s going to happen next.
It doesn’t take long.
A few seconds later, and almost at the same time, thick ropes of cum jump from their cocks. They land straight on my chest, crisscrossing over my breasts and hands, and I tilt my head back and smile as I feel their milky cum covering my skin.
“God,” I mutter under my breath, feeling the warmth of their seed dripping down my body.
“Fuck,” I hear Kane say, and then Derek groans.
When I look at them again, they’re both breathing hard, their cocks still in their hands. Slowly, they sit up on the floor by my side.
“I want this,” I find myself saying, resting my hands on top of theirs, “and I want it for the rest of my life.”
“Could it be any other way?” Derek asks, and Kane’s the one to offer a reply.
“No other fucking way. The three of us, together. For the rest of our fucking lives.”
And there it is.
Happiness. Love. And all that times two.
34
Diana
I’m waiting in the grand hall of our massive mansion on the coast of Florida. There are butterflies in my belly, and that’s because of the news I have to tell them.
My eyes glance at the antique clock on the wall. Derek and Kane should be back any moment now.
“Ma’am, do you need anything?” a maid asks as she stops at my side.
I smile sweetly at her. “No, Hope. I’m fine. I’m just waiting for them. I have big news.”
Hope smiles. She curtsies and walks away.
You’re probably wondering about this news that has me so excited, right? Well, you’re going to have to wait until they get back. But let me show you this—the ring on my finger.
It’s a 20 carat pure diamond that’s large enough to buy a fucking jet. Who proposed? They both did.
After the whole fiasco with Maurice, and Derek and Kane taking him down, I realized that I could have them both. And it didn’t take long for them to realize that they could both share me without having to fight.
When they resolved their differences—and after all the hot sex—they proposed.
And I’m going to marry them. Because fuck social conventions. I’ve learned to do whatever the fuck I want to do without caring about what people say.
Nevertheless, the world went batshit crazy when they heard we were getting married.
They didn’t mind. They love us!
And if you’re wondering about Sophia…well, we made up. She reluctantly admitted that I could have everything I’ve ever wanted. I apologized, too, you know?
I was too harsh and too selfish, while she was just trying to look out for me.
But what matters is that we made up. So much so that she’s going to be my bridesmaid. That’s right.
And now there’s something else the world is about to find out. Something huge. Something I think the boys will like.
In case you’re thinking it’s about the company, let me tell you that it’s not. Because the company issue has already been solved. Kane, Derek, and me, are running a new massive company that’s a blend of Sinful, Lush, and Maurice’s enterprise that the guys took over.
Maurice is rotting away in prison because I finally had the power and name to have him prosecuted for not only taking advantage of me, but also several other women, who I was able to help come out.
#MeToo, huh?
Now, my men and I are ruling the women’s products industry. We are the world’s foremost producers of lingerie, women wear, perfume, fashion accessories, whatever. We’re a force to be reckoned with.
I thought I couldn’t be happier. That was until I was told the news. Now, I’m going to pass it on to my men and see their reactions.
But I know they’ll love it as much as I do.
Oh, God, this is going to be so exciting!
I focus on the heavyset mahogany door that’s polished to perfection. It’s the main entrance to our massive mansion that we bought for close to fifty million dollars. It comes with a massive area that has a private lake, a guest residence near it, and a host of other buildings.
Why? Because we’re fucking rich, that’s why. We’re beyond rich.
Now I have more money than I can spend in a thousand lifetimes.
Life really turned out great for me, after all. Did I deserve it? I don’t fucking know, and frankly, I don’t fucking care.
All I know is that I love both Kane and Derek, and they both love me. And I’m more than fine with all the money and attention and popularity.
My life—our life—is so fucking good.
The sound of revving engine causes me to pay attention. I can’t see beyond the door, but I can hear the car park in the driveway. I hear the doors open and shut.
I straighten my flower gown, place my hands by my sides, and breathe easy. I’m a bit nervous, but I’m pretty confident that they’ll love what I’ll tell them.
Of course, there’s always the off chance that they might not be too thrilled.
The door opens, and Kane’s the first to step in. He’s a bit surprised to see me standing there in the grand hall. He makes a beeline for me, sweeps me into his arms, and kisses me passionately.
Derek comes in next. I break away from Kane, and I�
�m in Derek’s arms. He kisses me softly.
I break away from him.
“What’s the big news, babe?” Kane asks.
“Yeah, what’s the big news?” Derek pipes in. “Your call sounded urgent.”
I nod, excitement spilling through me. “Remember how I’ve been feeling dizzy and generally out of it these last few days?”
“Yeah,” Kane says with a nod. “We told you to go see Dr. Carla.”
“Well, I went to her today,” I say. “She told me there was nothing wrong with me. We practically did all the tests, and she said everything was fine.”
“So, what’s causing the dizziness then?” Kane asks.
I’m beginning to smile. “Before I left, Dr. Carla asked me to stay for one more test.” I pause to ensure I have their undiluted attention before I continue, “She wanted me to take a pregnancy test.”
Kane’s eyes immediately widen. Derek looks confused.
“Pregnancy test?” Derek asks, as though to check the taste of the words in his mouth.
“Yes!” I say, squealing. “She asked me to do a pregnancy test, and I did. And she found out that—”
“You’re pregnant?” they both exclaim.
“I’m pregnant!” I jump with that.
“Yes!” Kane roars.
“We’re going to be fathers!” Derek exclaims.
“Yes!” I scream, and before I know it, the guys have embraced me.
“This calls for a celebration,” Kane says out of excitement.
Then he pauses, looks at me, and says, “But you can’t drink.” He smiles. “Baby and all.”
I grab him and kiss him. Then, I grab Derek and kiss him, too.
“No, I can’t drink. But there’s other stuff I can do.” I smile wickedly.
In case you didn’t notice, they didn’t even ask who the father is. Want to know why? Because as far as they’re concerned, they’re both the father.
And now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go and celebrate.
