CHAPTER 12
ARIEL
When a sexy man who clearly has some undercover kinks along with his two best friends, all of whom look like a wet dream come to life, offers to let them show you how they can please you there is only one right answer. I mean, really. How could there be any other answer?
“Yes, please,” I try and keep my voice level, but it sounds needy as fuck even to me.
I guess it can’t be helped. Cy may have just given me the best orgasm of my life, with assists from Kent and Gabe, but my body is primed for more. It’s screaming at me for it.
More.
More. More.
How can I deny my body and myself what I clearly want? It might not make a lot of sense, and I am certainly under no illusions this is forever, but there is nothing stopping me from enjoying everything these men are offering me for as long as it lasts.
I wasn’t sure what to think when they led me into Club Sin, but I knew immediately it wasn’t just a normal nightclub or something. I’m still not sure if I’ve wrapped my mind around this being a sex club, but at the same time I can’t deny how good they’ve made my body feel within these walls. There’s a green hue to the room which makes it feel like I’m almost in some sort of gaming code or the Matrix. It makes it almost not real.
I must admit that my heart melted a little when they explained they didn’t want to push me or overwhelm me with taking me back to their place. I think if it was any other situation that admittance would make me feel like a dirty little secret, but when we’re talking about being with three men it’s but a blip on the radar of the strangeness of it all and I’m not offended.
It’s kind of sweet.
Then there’s the way they’ve all wrapped their fingers around my throat. It felt so momentous, as if they were holding my life in their hands. It was freeing, especially the realization that I trust these men.
With my life, apparently.
Heady as fuck.
Gabe presses his lips to mine again, the kiss this time gentle, a simmering sweetness I know could turn at any moment. I hope it does. I crave it to be more, deeper, hotter.
I swipe my tongue along his bottom lip, and he groans, a sound coming from deep in his chest, before he deepens the kiss.Each swipe of his tongue carries me deeper into the recesses, deeper into the parts of myself I haven’t been willing to explore.
Especially as Kent and Cy’s hands roam my body. So many hands. I know there are a lot more body parts multiplied as well. Like cocks. So much peen. All the peens?
Well, not all, but more than enough for me.
The thought of the three of them wanting me, of the three of them filling me makes me feel selfish for a split second, but then I push it away. I’m going to go with lucky instead of selfish. Lucky as fuck.
“You ready for me, little mermaid?” Gabe growls the question against my lips, and I shudder.
I feel the bed shifting and then Gabe is hovering above me. My legs come up and wrap around his slim waste. I arch my back, my hard nipples scraping against his chest and the light dusting of hair there. As he groans against my lips, I feel the spongy head of his cock running between the wet lips of my pussy.
I rock my hips, angling them, trying to get him to fill me. When he doesn’t, I make a sound of distress and rip my lips away from his. I gasp, “Please. Fuck me, Gabe.”
I feel more hands on my body, stroking me, caressing me, turning my nerve endings into live wires. My body jolts and I look to each side, finding Kent watching me with a smile on his face on one side and Cy’s dark eyes watching me like he’s creating a memory he has every intention of savoring for the rest of his life on the other.
When I look back up at Gabe, he smirks and plunges his cock deep inside me in one hard thrust. My shout of surprise turns into a moan as he fills me completely. I hiss out a breath, a bite of pain in the stretch and the suddenness.
“Fucking gorgeous,” Kent murmurs as Gabe pumps his hips a few times.
I feel hands on my knees, one of the men on each side unwrapping my legs from Gabe’s waste and opening me up for him, letting him sink in even deeper on the next glide of his cock inside of my needy pussy. I can hear how wet I am with the next thrust and heat creeps up my neck.
Gabe’s eyes turn a stormier grey, the blue swirling there being sucked up into the passion of the way he’s looking at me. He uses his arms and pushes up, moving onto his knees and sitting back. He grips my hips, his fingers punishing against my curves.
The moment I’m exposed to them, Kent and Cy strike, their hands and mouths moving over my body. I can’t tear my eyes away from Gabriel. He looks like a fucking angel right now, but the dirty kind of avenging.
“That’s right, Ariel,” He groans. “You take my cock like a fucking goddess.”
My pussy tightens at his words, and I don’t know if it’s the praise or if it’s the way he’s looking at me with conviction. I guess it doesn’t matter.