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The Holy Trinity

TW: Filthy Smut

In the name of the doctor, the crow and the unholy step bro. ❄️🐦‍⬛🍎

You pause, hand hovering over the doorknob as you take a deep breath.

Steeling yourself, you open the door to find Caleb standing there, a smirk playing on his lips. He looks different than you remember, harder somehow.

"I suppose I shouldn't be surprised to see you here"

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You recall the heated conversation with Zayne and Sylus not long ago. They had been livid when you told them about your encounter with Caleb in Skyhaven.

You saw Sylus move, you knew he was leaving, he was going to look for him, he was going to hurt him.

Zayne had spoken up, his voice ringing out with authority even as Sylus stormed towards the door in rage. "Stop. She doesn't want you to hurt him."

Sylus paused, glancing back at you with a scowl. His eyes searched yours, looking for any sign of hesitation or doubt. When he found none, he let out huff. "He deserves it. He is like a brother to her, why would he do that? You were supposed to take care of her there, Zayne. Where the hell were you?"

Zayne's gaze softened as he looked at you, a hint of tenderness in his eyes despite the tension. "I was working" he explained, though his jaw clenched at the reminder of the tragic loss. "I didn't know he was alive. And we lost two kids..." He trailed off, pain flickering across his face before he pushed it down. Turning to you, he reached out to gently tilt your chin up, forcing you to meet his eyes. "And he is not like a brother to her, Sylus. He is so much more than that... isn't he, darling?"

You blushed and Sylus' eyes narrowed as he looked between you and Zayne "What is that supposed to mean?" His eyes piercing through to your very soul. "What is he to you then?

Zayne beat you to the answer, his thumb still crooked under your chin. He gazed at you tenderly, a small smile playing on his lips. "They've been in love since they were teenagers," he revealed, his tone almost nostalgic.

Sylus scoffed, leaning back against the wall and crossing his arms. "Teenagers? That was years ago. People change." Despite his dismissive words, there was a flicker of something unsettling in his eyes, jealousy, perhaps?

Zayne let go of your chin, his hand drifting down to rest on your shoulder as he turned to face Sylus. His expression was serious. "Caleb is not going to give up on her," he stated, "I've known him since we were children"

As if to challenge this, Sylus strode over to where you sat, his tall frame looming. He knelt down in front of you, bringing himself to eye level. His eyes searched yours as he asked, "Aren't we enough for you, Y/N ? Do you want us to step aside and let him have you?"

"She..."

Sylus held up a hand, silencing Zayne. He turned to you, his gaze unwavering. "No, let her answer," he said, leaving the decision squarely in your hands.

You felt the hot tears spill down your cheeks, your voice choking with emotion as you pleaded, "Please don't make me choose. I can't..." The thought of losing any of them was unbearable.

Zayne's eyes flashed at Sylus, his jaw clenching. "He doesn't share, he won't agree to this"

"Well, he has to," Sylus said "Because our greedy little kitten here doesn't just want the two of us..." His gaze raked over you "She wants him too."

He reached out, his fingers catching a tear on your cheek and bringing it to his lips. His tongue flicked out, tasting the salt of your sorrow. "Tell me, sweetie," he murmured. "How are we supposed to share you with a man like him?"

And so you talked about it.

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"Did you see my forgiveness coupon?" he asked, his voice low, almost hopeful, but with an undercurrent of something more, a desperation he could hardly hide. "Because I think it's time I cash it in."

"You think so?"

"I know so" Your heart races as Caleb steps closer, the air between you thinning with each step. You see the hope in his eyes, the desperate longing. Just as his face begins to dip down, his intentions clear, you hear Zayne's stern warning behind you.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

Caleb's head snaps up, his eyes locking with Zayne's over your shoulder. Zayne's stance is protective, his body language making it clear that he won't hesitate to intervene.

Caleb's smile didn't reach his eyes, a cold, calculating glint remaining as he regarded Zayne. "Long time no see, Zayne," he drawled. His gaze flicked back to you, lingering on your face, before he turned his attention fully to Zayne.

"What are you doing here?" Zayne asked, his voice tight.

"I'm here to talk to Y/N" Caleb said, "So if you don't mind, I'd like some time alone with her." His words were polite, but they sounded like a demand.

"No," Zayne said, his voice rising slightly, a clear refusal "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Zayne..." You try to speak, but before you could utter another word, Caleb cut you off, his smirk growing wider and mocking.

"I think Y/N can decide on her own who she can or can't talk to," Caleb said. "It's not like she belongs to you," he added, throwing the jab at Zayne.

"She belongs to us"

Your eyes widened in shock as Sylus abruptly walked in through the open door.

In an almost aggressive move, Sylus stepped towards you, his fingers gripping your chin firmly. Before you could react or pull away, he crashed his lips against yours in a kiss. It was branding, a claiming, his way of staking his territory in front of Caleb.

When he finally released you, leaving your lips tingling and your mind reeling, Sylus stood tall and turned to face Caleb. He stepped forward until he was standing in front of him, his broad shoulders squared and his chin held high. With a smug, almost challenging smirk, Sylus looked at Caleb and asked, "Do you have a problem with that?"

"So this is what you were doing in the N109 zone?" Caleb asked, a mocking chuckle escaping his lips.

Sylus merely smirked wider, unfazed by Caleb's hostile demeanor. "Ah, so you must be the adoptive brother then. Caleb, wasn't it?" He spoke as if he already knew the answer. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person." His voice dripped with false sincerity. Despite the pleasantries, the air remained thick with tension as both men stared each other down.

Caleb's expression shifted, a mix of disgust and anger flashing across his face as the true nature of the situation sank in. His jaw clenched, a muscle ticking in his cheek. "So I see," he said, his voice was tight and laced with contempt. "You've been pretty busy, haven't you, Pipsqueak?" he sneered at you, before turning his glare back to Sylus. "I never took you for the sharing type Y/N. You always kept your little secrets close to your chest, especially when it came to..." He paused, letting out a harsh laugh. "Well, everything. I'm surprised you'd let this..." He jerked his head towards Sylus and Zayne. "...be a part of your life, let alone your bed."

Zayne stepped forward "Watch your mouth," he growled at Caleb, his protective instincts flaring. " Don't you dare speak to her that way."

You squeezed your way between Sylus and Caleb, your voice rising. "What? You want to call me a slut?" you demanded, your eyes flashing with anger and hurt. "Go right ahead, at least I wasn't a coward for years!"

Caleb recoiled as if you'd slapped him, your words striking a nerve. His eyes flashed with a mix of anger, hurt and guilt. For a moment, he seemed at a loss for words, your accusation leaving him momentarily speechless.

Into the tense silence, Sylus chuckled darkly, a hand coming to rest possessively on your hip as he pulled you back against his chest. "Well," Sylus murmured "Looks like my little kitten has claws after all. I do so love a feisty one."

Zayne remained tense, his eyes locked on Caleb. He seemed to be holding back.

Caleb's jaw worked as he struggled to find a retort, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. Finally, he spoke. "You're right," he said, "I was a coward. I should have acted on my feelings long ago. But I'm here now." His gaze bored into you, intense and searching.

"Are you willing to share Colonel?"

Caleb's eyes flashed with a dangerous light at Sylus's words "Share? I don't share what's mine," he growled, "Y/n is not some toy to be passed around." His eyes flicked to you longing in their depths before he turned back to Sylus.

Sylus tightened his grip on your hip, "Everyone's entitled to their opinion, but I have a feeling our little kitten here knows exactly what she wants," he purred, "Don't you, Y/N?"

You closed the remaining space between you and Caleb, your voice steady and clear. "I do" you said, your gaze locked with Caleb's. Then, with a newfound confidence, you continued. "Sharing doesn't mean you have to pass me around or take turns, Caleb. If you want me, cash that coupon and show me you truly mean it, once and for all." Your words were a challenge, daring him to finally make a move and stop holding back.

Caleb leaned in, his lips brushed against yours in a whisper, his breath hot "I'm sorry," he breathed, the words a desperate plea before he pulled back and turned towards the door.

He paused for a moment, his hand gripping the doorknob tightly as if weighing his options. Then, with fierce determination, he muttered under his breath, "Fuck it."

Caleb slammed the door shut and strode back towards you. Before you could react, he had you in his arms, his lips crashing against yours in a messy kiss. It was a collision of teeth, tongue and pent up longing, a kiss filled with all the years of desire he had held back.

This was a moment you fantasized about for years as a teenager, and now it was finally happening.

As you wrapped your legs around Caleb's waist, lost in the heat of the moment, you heard Zayne's voice cut through the haze. "Take her to the bedroom, Caleb"

Caleb didn't hesitate, his hands gripping your thighs, never breaking the kiss. He carried you towards the bedroom, his heart pounding in his chest as he finally gave in to the desire that had consumed him for so long.

He kicked open the bedroom door and laid you down gently on your bed, his body hovering over yours, his eyes shining with a hunger that took your breath away.

"Tell me this is what you want," he whispered "Tell me you want me as much as I want you." In the doorway, you could see Zayne watching, his expression unreadable, but his eyes never leaving you.

Caleb's eyes darkened with desire as you whispered those four words, "I want you, Caleb." A growl rumbled in his throat as he watched you start to remove your shirt, revealing the skin beneath.

Sylus and Zayne stood side by side in the doorway, their eyes fixed on you. Sylus's expression remained smug, a satisfied smirk playing at the corners of his mouth, relishing the sight of Caleb giving in to his base instincts.

Zayne, on the other hand, looked to be a mix of emotions, the stoic doctor's composure was slipping, revealing a man consumed by jealousy and an urge to assert his own claim. His jaw clenched and unclenched as he watched Caleb worship your exposed skin with reverent touches.

Caleb's fingers splayed across your stomach as he leaned down to capture your lips in another kiss, his tongue claimed your mouth.

"Fuck," Caleb rasped against your lips "I've wanted this for so long. I've wanted you for so long." His hands slid down to grip your ass, squeezing it as he ground his hardening cock against your core.

Then he paused, his hands gripping the waistband of your pants as he slowly dragged them down your legs. He tugged the fabric past your knees and ankles and tossed it aside, leaving you in only your bra and a pair of delicate panties.

He took a moment to drink in the sight of you, his gaze roaming over your curves, a look of desire etched onto his face.

"Beautiful," Sylus murmured, his deep, smooth voice cutting through the charged silence. "Isn't she?"

Caleb's chest heaved with a shuddering breath as he tore his eyes away from your nearly naked body to look at Sylus, a flicker of defiance perhaps, or just plain annoyance, flashing in his eyes. But before he could say something, Zayne spoke up.

"Touch her, Caleb," he ordered, "Make her feel good."

Caleb's attention snapped back to you, his hands already moving to the clasp of your bra. He unhooked it, the scrap of lace falling away to reveal the soft, rounded swells of your breasts. He took a moment to admire them, before leaning down to press open mouthed kisses along the delicate line of your collarbone and the swell of your breasts.

"These tits are what wet dreams are made of" he whispered against your skin.

Without hesitation, he spread your legs apart, hooking his fingers into the fabric of your panties tugging them to the side. The material strained against your hip, baring your most intimate place to his eyes.

"Fuck, look at you," he rasped, "So fucking wet and ready for me." He couldn't resist, his fingers delving between your folds to spread your lips apart. The sight of your aroused flesh, so inviting and eager, made his hard cock throb painfully against his pants.

Unable to hold back any longer, he pushed two long fingers deep inside you and sucked the sensitive peak of your nipple as he felt your walls flutter and clench around his fingers, your body welcoming him in.

"Oh god, Caleb!" you cried out, your back arching off the bed, the soles of your feet pressing against the sheets as you instinctively spread yourself further for him, giving him complete access to your cunt.

Sylus watched Caleb finally take what he had long craved. "Such a needy little thing, isn't she? I bet she's going to look even better stretched around your cock."

Your eyes fluttered shut, lost in the sensations of Caleb's fingers pumping in and out of your dripping sex, his mouth lavishing attention on your sensitive nipples. The pleasure was overwhelming, your body writhing beneath his touch.

Suddenly you heard Zayne's voice, startling you with his proximity to the bed. Your eyes flew open to see him standing close, his gaze intense and focused where Caleb's hand disappeared between your thighs.

"Curl them," he instructed, his voice a husky rumble. It took a moment for the words to register through the fog of arousal clouding Caleb's mind.

"Huh?" Caleb glanced back at Zayne, his brows furrowing in confusion. His fingers stilled inside you for a moment, but didn't withdraw.

"Curl your fingers inside of her, Caleb. She likes that."

Caleb's gaze flicked back to your face, taking in your flushed cheeks and swollen lips, before he turned his attention back to your body. Following Zayne's advice, he curled his fingers inside you, pressing against a sensitive spot deep within your core.

"Ohhh!" you cried out, your voice pitching higher as a jolt of intense pleasure ripped through you. Your back arched even further, your hips bucking against Caleb's hand as he began to stroke that perfect spot.

"That's it," Sylus murmured. "Make her scream for it."

"Fuck, I can feel you clenching around my fingers like they're your last lifeline," Caleb growled, his thumb rubbing circles over your clit. "You like that, don't you? You like having my fingers buried deep inside you?"

Caleb's gaze never left yours as he listened to your breathy cries, watching your face contort with pleasure. "How badly do you want to cum, princess?" he asked, his tone almost teasing. His fingers slowed their pace, sliding out until just the tips remained inside you.

"S-so badly, Caleb please!" you nearly sobbed, your hips bucking frantically, trying to force his fingers back inside you.

Caleb looked deep into your eyes, his intent clear, then he buried his fingers back inside you, pushing in so deeply that his knuckles pressed firmly against your sensitive skin. At the same time, he lowered his head and captured your nipple between his teeth, biting down just hard enough to toe the line between pleasure and pain.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he gritted out, his fingers pumping faster, "I can't wait to feel your perfect little pussy squeezing my cock."

He could feel your body tensing, your breath coming in short, sharp gasps as he drove you closer and closer to the edge.

"So fucking pretty," his voice was rough with desire as he drank in the sight of you coming undone. "Struggling to take even my fingers like this. But you're going to cum for me, aren't you Pip?"

Unable to form a coherent response, you could only nod frantically, tears of pleasure already welling up in your eyes. His thumb kept circling your clit with teasing strokes.

"Show me," he demanded, "Show me how much you love this. How much you need it." His fingers curled inside you, pressing ruthlessly against that perfect spot.

Your climax hit you with the force of a tidal wave, back arching clean off the bed as a silent scream tore from your throat. Tears spilled down, your vision blurring as pure, white hot ecstasy consumed you. Your cunt clenched like a vice around his fingers, walls rippling and spasming as a gush of liquid heat flooded out of you.

Caleb groaned as he felt your release gush out around his fingers. He didn't let up, continuing to stroke and caress your flesh, drawing out your orgasm for as long as possible.

You slowly blinked away the haze of your orgasm, your chest still heaving with ragged breaths. As your vision cleared, you found Caleb's eyes on you, his gaze heavy with a hunger that made your spent body ache for more.

You watched, almost in a trance, as he slowly pulled out his fingers from your core. They were coated in your release, he made sure to keep his eyes locked with yours as he brought them to his mouth, his tongue darting out to lap at the slickness clinging to his skin.

"Mmmm, you do taste as sweet as you look" He made a show of sucking your juices from his fingers, his lips wrapping around each one, his tongue swirling and lapping until they were clean.

"Look at you, dripping all over the sheets," Sylus said "You're absolutely fucking soaked, aren't you?"

His gaze cut to Zayne, "But none of it is for us, is it Zayne? That sweet little cunt is clenching and fluttering for someone else's touch."

Zayne's eyes flashed with dangerous intensity as he walked closer to the bed. He could see the way your chest heaved with each breath, the flush of your skin, and the damp patch darkening the sheets beneath you.

Stopping at the edge of the bed, Zayne looked down at you, his expression unreadable "You are so beautiful sweetheart, you don't deserve everything we are going to do to you," he stated "But you will be a good girl and take it, right?

You nod as you reach for Caleb, his muscles tensing as he feels your fingers start to tug at the hem of his shirt, his abdomen tightening reflexively. His gaze turned intense as you leaned in close, your lips a mere hairsbreadth from his. He could feel your warm breath ghosting over his skin, smell the sweet scent of your arousal, and it made his heart pound in his chest.

"I...I don't know if I can," he admitted. Sharing had never been his strong suit, and the thought of another man's hands on you, bringing you pleasure, filled him with jealousy. "But fuck, the way you're looking at me right now..." His eyes darkened, a smirk tugging at his lips. "I think I'm willing to try, for you." His hands covered yours, helping you pull his shirt off and toss it carelessly to the floor.

Your fingers moved to the waistband of his pants, tugging them down over the bulge straining against the fabric, he lifted his hips slightly to help you.

"Impatient little kitten, getting straight to the point"

You turn to look at Sylus and say "You too Sy, take it all off"

"As you wish," he grins, shrugging the shirt off and letting it drop to the floor.

He looks at Zayne, a challenging glint in his eyes. "There, I've done as she asked. Now, are you going to strip for us too, Doctor? Or do you need a little more...encouragement?"

With a calm, almost clinical efficiency, Zayne began to remove his own clothing, his fingers working at the buttons of his shirt before shrugging it off.

Sylus made a show of shimmying out of his pants and underwear, his movements graceful and sensual. The dark fabric pooled on the floor, leaving him bare, his cock already hard and heavy.

You turned your attention to Caleb, your fingers hooking into the waistband of his underwear. With a tug, you dragged them down his thighs, your eyes widening as his impressive length sprang free. It was magnificent, thick and long, just like Sylus's and Zayne's, the swollen head already glistening with arousal. A bead of moisture clung to the tip, and you found yourself licking your lips as you imagined the taste of him on your tongue.

Caleb's lips curved into a smirk as he watched your reaction "See something you like?" his cock throbbed under your gaze. He reached out, his fingertips tracing along your jawline, tilting your chin up to make you meet his eyes. "What are you going to do with it?"

His eyes widened in surprise as you suddenly straddled his lap and said "Sit on it"

Feeling the heat of your pussy pressed against his cock, a deep flush crept up his neck, coloring his cheeks "For fuck's sake" he muttered, his voice strained with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.

Sylus threw his head back with a dark, delighted laugh. "That's a dangerous offer you're making. Our poor Colonel looks like he might just fucking explode."

Familiar hands come up behind you grabbing your ass and running up your back. Brushing your hair to the side, exposing your neck before a tongue drags up the length of it. Zayne.

You could feel his breath fanning over your ear as he leaned in close. "What are you waiting for?" Zayne asked "Sit on his cock. Show us how badly you need it."

Caleb's breath hitched as Zayne lifted you effortlessly by your ass, aligning your dripping entrance with the throbbing length of Caleb's cock. Your small hand reached down, gripping his shaft, and with a long moan you slowly sank down, taking every inch until he was buried to the hilt inside you.

"Fuuuck!" Caleb's eyes squeezed shut at the exquisite sensation of your gummy walls gripping him. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of your hips, kneading and squeezing as he fought the urge to start pounding up into you.

Unable to hold back, Caleb leaned in, catching your bottom lip between his teeth, biting down just hard enough to make you gasp. He soothed the sting with his tongue before pulling back, pupils blown wide with lust.

"I knew it," he growled, his voice rough and ragged. "I fucking knew it would feel like this, like coming home." He rolled his hips, grinding against you, and you could feel every hard, thick inch of him throbbing deep inside your cunt. "Fuck, I'm done. Ruined. I need this every single day. Need to feel this sweet little cunt squeezing my cock. Need to make you mine."

"You feel so goooood inside of me"

"That's because I belong there Pip"

"Belonging already? Don't be greedy, Colonel," Sylus said "You haven't even seen her ride it yet."

Caleb watched you catch your plump bottom lip between your teeth. "Now ride me, pretty girl. Take what you need."

With that you began to move, rising up until just the tip of his cock remained inside you, before sinking back down, taking him to the hilt once more. His fingers dug deeper into the flesh of your hips, guiding your movements as he urged you to ride him harder, faster.

"Fuck, just like that," he grunted, his hips rolling up to meet yours, driving himself deeper into your core. "Your little cunt feels too fucking good squeezing my cock."

Behind you, Zayne watched with a tense jaw and a storm brewing in his eyes, as you struggled to take all of Caleb's length, a frustrated whimper escaping your lips "Too big..." Zayne's hand slid up your back, his fingers splaying across your shoulder blades possessively.

"Not a chance, this pussy was made to swallow our cocks. You'll take every inch." He used his other hand to cup your jaw, his thumb brushing across your bottom lip. "Just breathe through it. You can take it."

Then he used both hands to grip your ass, fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he spread your ass cheeks, allowing you to take Caleb's thick length more easily.

As you pushed against Caleb's chest, he fell back onto the bed, his eyes flashing with confusion as Zayne climbed up behind you.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Caleb growled, his voice tight with a possessive anger as he watched Zayne settle in behind you.

A smirk curved Zayne's lips as he met Caleb's glare over your shoulder. "I'm teaching you how to share."

Zayne's fingers brushed over your entrance from behind, still stretched wide around Caleb. You could feel the heat of his breath on your skin as he leaned in close, his chin resting against your shoulder.

"Unless you want to make this a real competition," Zayne murmured as he watched Caleb's face for his reaction.

His fingers dipped a bit lower, gathering the arousal there to slowly spread it on your back entrance. "I thought I could help Y/N take your cock a little better. She's just so fucking tight, it's almost painful to watch."

Sylus leaned against the wall, a grin spreading across his face as he watched the scene unfold. " And it's about to get even tighter. So don't go blowing your load too soon"

Caleb's eyes widened at Sylus words, his brow furrowing in confusion. "What the fuck does that mean?" he questioned, glancing between Zayne's smirking face and your own flushed expression. The head of his cock throbbed inside your stretched pussy.

Behind you, Zayne's hand gripped your ass tighter as he notched the head of his cock against your smallest hole. You felt the sticky heat of his saliva as he spread it around, prepping you for what was to come.

"Don't think about it too hard," he whispered, his lips brushing the shell of your ear "Just breathe for me, darling. You know what to do."

You took a deep, steadying breath, just as you had done before when he and Sylus had taken you together like this. Your body remembered the delicious stretch, the exquisite pleasure of being filled so completely.

As Zayne started to sink into your ass, a strangled moan escaped your lips. Your hands clenched into fists, nails digging into the palm of your hands as you struggled to relax, to let Zayne's thick length slide deeper.

Caleb's eyes squeezed shut once again, a loud moan tearing from his throat as he felt your walls clench even tighter around him, squeezed almost painfully by Zayne's cock. The sensation was overwhelming, more intense than anything he had ever experienced. His heart raced, pounding against his chest like a drum, as he struggled to hold back the orgasm that threatened to crash over him.

"Fuuuck," he gasped, his voice breaking on the word. "I can't...I can't fucking believe..." He trailed off, unable to form a whole sentence as pleasure consumed him. Tears of overwhelming sensation pricked at the corners of his eyes. He had never felt anything so intensely pleasurable, so all consuming. The feeling of Zayne's cock sliding against his own through the thin wall of your body was too much.

"Breathe, kitten," Sylus reminded you "Look at you, taking them so well."

Zayne's hands gripped your ass harder as he bottomed out, his pelvis flush against the globes of your ass. You could feel Caleb's cock throb and jerk inside your pussy in response, trapped between your clenching walls and Zayne's length.

Caleb's eyes widened in shock as you collapsed against his chest, his hands coming up to grip your waist as he felt your arms give out.

Beside you, Sylus had claimed a spot on the bed, stroking his own impressive length with slow, teasing pumps of his fist. His eyes gleamed with dark satisfaction as he watched you struggle to take Zayne's and Caleb's cock.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, my poor feisty kitten... you need to pull yourself up and suck my cock." Sylus ordered" You wanted this, didn't you? So now take it."

At his words, you felt a surge of determination, a need to please all of them. With trembling arms, you pushed yourself up on Caleb's chest, turning your head to face Sylus's throbbing erection.

Caleb watched in awe and a hint of jealousy as one of your small hands wrapped around Sylus's thick shaft, guiding it to your parted lips. His cock throbbed against your palm, leaking precum that you smeared across your bottom lip before leaning in to run your tongue along the swollen head.

Behind you, Zayne's hips snapped forward, driving his cock into your ass as he chased his own climax. One hand tangled in your hair, gripping it tightly as he held you in place, while the other slid around to your front to rub tight circles around your clit.

Caleb's eyes rolled back, his head falling against the pillow as you began to ride him in earnest, your hips rolling and grinding against his own. His fingers dug into the flesh of your waist, undoubtedly leaving bruises in their wake as he gripped you with desperate, bruising force.

Zayne's fingers worked your sensitive clit with skillful strokes, he rubbed mercilessly at that special spot, the one that made your toes curl.

Your moan vibrated around Sylus's thick cock as you took him deeper, sucking hard on the swollen head before relaxing your throat and letting him slide further into your mouth, your cheeks hollowed as you sucked.

When you felt Caleb's mouth close around one of your hard nipples you stopped, frozen in place as pleasure overwhelmed your senses, your moans muffled around the thick cock stretching your lips.

"Did I say you could stop sucking?" Sylus growled. "Close that pretty little mouth around my cock and suck again. Now"

Zayne swore under his breath, his hips never faltering in rhythm. "Fuck, Sylus," he bit out.

"Goddamn it," Caleb rasped, his teeth clenched. "She tightens up when you talk to her like that. I'm not going to last much longer at this rate. She's too fucking tight."

Despite their warnings, Sylus' hips snapped forward to drive his thick length deeper down your throat. "Then make her take it," he challenged, grin curving his lips. "Fuck her through it. I want to feel her scream around my cock as she cums on both of your dicks."

At Sylus's barked command, Caleb surged up into you with a strangled groan, his cock driving to the hilt inside your spasming cunt. The sudden, forceful thrust pushed you forward, and you couldn't help but let out a muffled scream around Sylus's cock.

Zayne gave a sharp, stinging slap to your ass "Move, sweetheart" His fingers dug into the reddening flesh, the force of his thrusts rocking your entire body.

Tears streamed down your face as you looked up at Sylus, your eyes wide and glistening with overwhelming sensation. A choked sob mixed with the obscene slurping sounds of your mouth working over his cock as you struggled to take him deeper, your throat constricting around his throbbing shaft.

Sylus's eyes flashed with cruel amusement at the sight of your tears, his smirk widening into a dark, almost feral grin. "Aww, crying are we?" he taunted, "How fucking pathetic...I don't care. Take it.

With that, he began to fuck your face with brutal intensity. His heavy balls slapped against your chin with each thrust, your nose filled with the musky scent of his arousal. Despite the brutal pace, he showed no signs of slowing down, determined to use your mouth for his own pleasure.

Caleb and Zayne matched each other thrust for thrust, their hips slapping against your ass as they chased their rapidly approaching releases.

Your body shook, back arching as your walls clamped down around the two cocks. Your scream ecstasy was muffled and distorted around Sylus's lenght as your orgasm ripped through you.

Almost in perfect sync, as if they had planned it, Caleb surged up into your spasming cunt one last time before throwing his head back with a loud moan. His cock throbbed and pulsed as he finally found his release, hot ropes of his cum painting your walls with thick streaks.

Zayne followed close behind, his fingers digging into the bruised flesh of your ass. With a sharp, harsh grunt, he slammed into you one final time, his cock driving as deep as physically possible. He let out a string of curses under his breath, his body going rigid as his own orgasm crashed over him. You could feel the heat of his release, the way his cock jerked and throbbed as he pumped your ass full of his own thick cum.

More tears streamed down your face as you struggled to breathe, to think, to do anything but surrender to the overwhelming sensation. Sylus, not to be left out, gripped your hair almost painfully tight and drove your head down, forcing your nose to press against his pelvis as he hit the back of your throat. Your moans around his cock vibrated deliciously, the sensation pushing him over the edge. With a harsh moan, he erupted, his thick essence flooding your mouth and throat in what seemed like endless spurts.

The feeling of being completely claimed by three men, was almost too much to bear. But bear it you did, taking everything they gave you and more, your body shaking and trembling with the force of your shared releases.

For a moment, the three men remained still, their grips on your limp, trembling body tightening as they rode out the aftershocks of their orgasms. Finally, with a shuddery breath, Sylus pulled out of your mouth abruptly, thick ropes of saliva and cum connecting your bruised lips to his cock.

"Don't swallow" you heard Sylus say with labored breaths "Show me"

At his command, you parted your lips, allowing the thick strands of saliva and cum connecting your mouth to his cock to break. You stuck out your tongue, letting the mixture of fluids drip down your chin and onto your heaving breasts.

"Good girl," Zayne praised, his fingers released their grip on your ass, only to trail up to your breasts, smearing Sylus' release across your skin.

"You look so beautiful like this, sweetie"

Caleb's voice cut through, his tone leaving no room for disobedience. "Swallow"

With a shaky breath, you did as you were told, tilting your head back to open your throat. Sylus's release was thick and bitter on your tongue, coating your mouth with its musky essence. You had to swallow multiple times to get it all down, your throat working around the heavy load.

As you swallowed the last of Sylus's release, you felt Caleb's and Zayne's cum begin to seep out from where they were still buried inside you, dripping down your thighs.

Sylus's fingers trailed down to your chin, tilting your face up to look at him as he loomed over you with a satisfied smirk. "There now, wasn't that everything you hoped it would be and more?"

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