I want… I want…
I stepped back, needing to look at all three of them. I’d had so many fantasies, detailing loving all three of these men in the strongest, hottest, most fierce ways.
“I want you to take me... every way, as much as you want. I want you to hold nothing back.”
Tayte, Sam and Dane looked at each other with wide, scared eyes.
They were going to say no, I just knew it!
“Please. I need to feel wanted, desired, lusted after. Please don’t make me feel like I’m second class—not good enough. Please.”
I’d began to cry, damn it. I dashed away the tears.
“Stupid hormones. Ignore them. Please.”
Dane crept forward first. “Tell me what you want, beautiful.”
I swallowed.
Oh my God, I never thought I’d have to say this.
But there was only one way to do it.
And I knew it.
“I want to suck your cock.”
Dane’s mouth literally fell open.
The joke was just sitting there for me to make. “Yes… like that.”
He choked on a laugh.
“Um, okay. Where do you want me?”
I glanced at the bed. “Standing against the bed, please. All three of you.”
Dane rushed over to the bed and they lined up for me.
Three men.
Three cocks.
I pressed my hand to my mouth, the beauty of the smorgasbord before me overwhelming in the extreme.
And the best part? They were all mine.
I dropped to the floor and crawled over to where they stood, going for Dane’s reasonably sized cock first.
I knelt before him and stared at it, absurdly feeling like Goldilocks.
I glanced across at the three men, all at varying degrees of arousal, their large heads and long shafts getting bigger with each man.
I exhaled, my courage deserting me as I was given what I wanted. Served up on a platter.
But I wasn’t backing out now. If I gave up, they’d never give me the chance again.
I leaned forward and put my lips around Dane’s cock.