“You want it in your sweet, wet cunt?” he asked, and she paused, opened her eyes, and looked at him. She slowly shook her head, and he nearly exploded in his own hand when she turned around, bent over and stroked a finger to her anus.
“Holy fuck,” Drake said from the side.
Mark fell to his knees as he bent her over the edge of the bed. He licked her cunt and anus from behind as he used his hands to spread her thighs. Diane gripped the edge of the bed, widened her stance, and moaned with every stroke of his tongue. Mark was on fire as he thrust a finger into her anus, testing the lubrication, wanting to be sure she could take his thick, hard cock. She was super wet.
“I’m going to fuck this ass so good, baby. It’s mine.” He thrust his fingers into her ass and she pressed back and began to ride his digits.
He stood up and slapped her ass. “Oh God.” She moaned out and then thrust back again. He pulled his fingers from her ass and landed a series of quick slaps to her ass. Her legs shook, and cream dripped from her cunt as she moaned and thrust her hips.
“Fuck, baby, here I come, my little naughty girl.”
He aligned his cock with her anus and slowly pushed the tip in. She tried trusting back but he wouldn’t allow her to take control. “I’m in charge, baby, not you. You want it?” he asked as she held his cock only slightly into her ass. She moved her fingers to her cunt and pressed down on the digits.
“Yes, now please, Mark, I need it.”
She begged for it and it drove his macho male ego to the breaking point. He grabbed her hips and shoved into her ass.
She moaned as he held himself within her and tried calming his breathing.
“Oh sweet God, Diane. You drive me fucking crazy.”
He felt her thrusting her fingers up into her cunt. He pulled out and thrust back into her ass setting a pace to match her fingers’ thrusts. In and out he rocked his hips and stared in admiration at her luscious body and the way his cock disappeared inside of her. Over and over again he stroked his cock faster, deeper until he couldn’t take the way her inner muscles locked onto his muscle. “Come with me, baby. Come with me now.” He reached under her and pulled hard on her nipple.
“Oh!” She screamed out and he ejaculated into her ass, rode out the aftershocks, and then wrapped an arm around her waist and hugged her to him. Diane fell to the bed, causing his cock to leave her ass. They both moaned.
He fell to his knees and hugged her as he licked, suckled, and kissed her skin from spine to each ass cheek as his legs gave out, and his heart roared with loved for her.
“I love you, baby. You just shocked the shit out of me and I loved every fucking minute of it.” He lifted up and kissed her neck and cheek. Her eyes were closed and her breathing began to calm.
“That was incredible.”
“You’re incredible,” Lucas whispered as he walked closer, carrying a washcloth. Mark looked up at Lucas and Drake, they were both smiling and his heart pounded with emotions, as his eyes welled up with tears.
This was what life was all about. This was what they all wanted and hoped for and then some. Diane was their everything, and nothing else mattered more. He needed to call off his part in the case. He didn’t care what the commander said, he was out. Diane and his brothers were his everything. Their safety, their lives were now his entire world.
* * * *
After breakfast the following morning, Mark disappeared to his office to take a call. Whoever it was, he seemed sincerely shocked and then his face went blank before he exited the room. Drake looked none the happier about the call or Mark’s actions and it made Diane feel that twinge of uncertainty about their commitment to her despite all the lovemaking. All three men made love to her together during the night, and she was in awe of her new seductress side and addiction to sex with them. The depth of emotions she felt when one of them was inside of her, never mind when all three men filled her at once, was life altering and amazing. She fe
lt most content, most perfect in that moment of pure bliss.
She felt the hands on her shoulders as she looked around the workshop. Drake and Lucas were with her.
“Hey, what are you thinking about? You look serious.” Lucas caressed his knuckles lightly against her cheek.
She turned in his arms and placed her palms against his chest, rubbing them up and down, and loving the feeling of his hard muscles beneath. “I was just thinking about how I feel when you’re all inside of me.”
His hands caressed her back and then she felt Drake move in behind her and caress his palms along her ass cheeks squeezing them. “I love thinking about that, too, baby,” Drake whispered against her ear. She chuckled and then slowly stepped from their embrace. She didn’t look at them but could feel their strong, stern expressions. They got that way if she pushed away, or separated from them, or even stepped from their embrace when they wanted to hold her. They were very possessive, and she loved that about them. It made her feel important.
She ran her fingers along the dusty wood chips on the worktable and then glanced at them. Their expression showed exactly what she expected. They were on edge, and knew she wanted to talk. They avoided discussions of New York all night since dinner.
“I love being here with you guys,” she told them, and their expressions softened slightly.
“I love getting to know you, and seeing the different sides of your personalities.”
“Different sides of our personalities?” Drake asked.
She paused and looked at him. “I can tell that you like to be in charge and if something doesn’t go as you planned or how you like it or think it should be, you get pissed off and quiet.”