Page 67 of Triple Protection

"Since you begged so sweetly... Liam," Alex says. Liam wastes no time slamming himself home. We both groan through our pleasure. He leans his forehead to rest against mine. We're both shaking, trembling, breathing hard.

"Flip her over so you're on the bottom. I need her ass." I whimper again, a tear sliding down my temple, before Liam wraps both arms around me in a bear hug and flips us both. I stay pressed against his chest as I feel the bed dip behind me.

I hear the telltale click of the lube bottle - who packed that? - and Alex's hand rubbing it all through my crack, rimming my asshole, while dragging up my own wetness from around my thighs.

"We're going to fuck you, Princess. We're going to fuck you good. Brick, you're not allowed to come down her throat. I want you to blow on her face and chest. I want her to be dripping our cum out of all three of her holes tonight."

A broken sob escapes from my chest as I imagine what that will look like. Suddenly, there's a feel of something smooth and maybe plastic at my back entrance. I was expecting a finger, but this is new.

I go to look behind me, but I can't make it out at this angle.

"I bought you a present, Princess. A pretty pink buttplug, for my pretty pink Princess." His words sound vicious, condescending, but there's a warmth underneath it that gives him away.

He pushes it further in. My body's learned that it brings me pleasure, so it's learned to relax a lot faster now. He pumps it in and out of me, stretching me in all directions before it's seated home. I'm stretched and full, but not as full as when it's one of the boy.

"Please," I beg. "Please, Alex."

"Please what?"

"Please, I need your cock. Please, Alex, put your big fat cock in my ass." I beg, hoping my words spur him on. They must work because in one breath he's pulled the plug out and in the next he's shoved himself all the way home. I loud, primal groan escapes deep in my chest and I lower my forehead to rest on Liam's flat pec.

Alex slaps my ass cheek hard, causing me to flinch and my head to shoot up. Alex and Liam both hiss at the contraction.

"You've got one man left, Babygirl. Put Brick in your mouth and suck him off real good, and we might just let you come."

I'm not sure he has much of a choice at this point. I'm a breath on my clit or my nipple away from coming already. I eagerly grab Brick, who's standing nearby, and put him back in my mouth. I set a pace with my hand and mouth, all finesse and flirting gone now. I'm desperate. Desperate to come, desperate to make them come. I'm sweaty, and breathless, and mindless with need.

The boys below me set a pace matching my hand. Liam pulls out while Alex pushes in. Alex pulls out while Liam pushes in. I'm full, I'm bursting, and I'm coming. Oh, holy fuck am I coming. I concentrate on Brick, trying so hard not to bite down, as the hardest orgasm I've ever felt ruptures me from the inside out. The spasms of my orgasm squeeze Liam and Alex in a vice-like grip. Every nerve ending flares, and I'm afraid I'll pass out. Alex and Liam are right there with me, pumping and cursing and grunting their release. Brick pulls out of my mouth with a curse, and I drop my hand to the other side of Liam. Brick fucks his fist until his huge hips stutter and he comes, hot rope of cum hitting my chest and neck and chin.

Alex's the first to pull out, ordering Liam to roll me over on my back. I can feel Liam's and Alex's warm release dripping out of my body, while Brick's cum starts to cool on my skin.

I'm filthy, debauched, nasty, sweaty, spent. But when I peek my eye open, I see all three of my men, looking at me as if I hung the moon.

"Can I take a picture of you like this? You've never been more beautiful," Alex says, his bedroom dom voice replaced with one full of such awe and love it makes my heart hurt. I consider it for a moment, but with the stalker having access to my cameras and possibly phone, I know it's a 'no'.

"No, but you can recreate this scene every night for the rest of our lives?"

All three boys smile at that, and I've never been more alive, or more in love, than I am at this moment.

Chapter forty-seven

Brick

Brick

The next morning, my phone vibrates on the kitchen counter, next to the coffeepot. I look out the back windows and see Angela and Liam playing together in the pool while Alex watches from behind his sunglasses. Babygirl's standing on Liam's shoulders while he's underwater, and she's shooting up into a backflip at the same time Liam shoots to standing. They giggle and fall into each other’s arms before he spins her in the water and peppers her face with kisses.

I'm not sure I'll ever get enough of seeing both of them so happy. Angela deserves all the love in the world, and to see Liam finally open up to a woman and let himself be loved...it's something I never thought I'd see in my lifetime. They're both so good for each other.

Even Alex, reclined like he doesn't have a care in the world, has a corner of his lip tilted up. I've known I was in love with her since we started this mission, but keep falling more in love withher every day. Watching Liam and Alex fall in love with her is a gift, and I'm so grateful I get to be a part of it.

My phone vibrates again, and Angela's goes off too. I check the screens. She's not supposed to be working, but she's left it plugged in in case of emergencies. My dad is calling me, while Amy's calling Angela's phone.

Dread calls up the back of my neck and I know something's wrong.

"Dad? What's going on?" I answer, trying to not let the fear show in my voice.

"There's a fire. At the main house. I've got Amy and Andy and Carlita safe and the fire department's on their way." He huffs, winded, clearly running or rushing to do something.