He frees himself while Dario moves behind me. He slices the bodysuit open and slicks his fingers with my wetness, trailing it to my tightest entrance.
I tense.
“Relax, pumpkin,” Dario murmurs, stroking my back.
I breathe deep. Keir’s cock nudges my entrance, and I moan, grounding myself in how they cage me in.
I start moving, grinding into Keir as Dario stretches me open with slow precision.
Kaz takes his place in front of me, cock in hand. I part my lips and take him greedily.
Dario removes his fingers and lines himself up behind me.
Then they all push into me—Keir beneath, Dario behind, Kaz down my throat—and the intensity makes my vision go dark.
They move in sync, each claiming me in his own way. Keir fucks up into me, teasing my nipples. Dario groans behind me, driving deeper. Kaz fists my hair and owns my mouth with every thrust.
“You take us so well, kroshka,” Kaz grits. “Gonna come down this pretty throat. You’ll swallow every drop.”
Dario is panting, barely holding back. “Fuck, pumpkin, you feel too good.”
Keir pinches my clit. “You ready to come again, Princess?”
I hum around Kaz’s cock.
He shudders and spills down my throat, and I swallow everything.
Keir and Dario don’t stop. They keep thrusting—relentless. Brutal.
I scream as I shatter again, body shaking as Keir and Dario come with twin groans, filling me. Marking me.
Keir strokes my spine as I collapse against him, trembling. His breath is ragged beneath my cheek. I barely register Dario and Kaz shifting around us—Kaz brushing knuckles along my jaw; Dario slipping free with a groan that vibrates through my bones.
But I feel everything at once.
Wrecked. Claimed. Adored.
The silence isn’t awkward. It’s peaceful—and humming with things unsaid.
“You’re everything,” Keir whispers into my hair. “Fuck, Princess… you’ve ruined me.”
Dario crouches beside me. “You good, pumpkin?”
I nod, breath still shaky. “Yeah. Just… overwhelmed. In the best way.”
Kaz wipes the wetness from my cheeks and chin, eyes softer than I’ve ever seen. “We don’t deserve you.”
“Well, that’s bullshit.” My voice is hoarse. Raw. “You’ve stayed. You’ve shown me you care. I see that. And I…” I blink, then press my lips to Keir’s. “I love you. All of you.”
Keir’s breath catches. Dario lets out a shaky, relieved laugh. Kaz goes still.
“You love us?” Keir asks, voice raw.
“I do.”
Kaz breathes a choked curse. “Fuck, malyshka. You don’t even know what that does to me.”
“I think I do.” I hold out my arms to him, and he lifts me easily. I kiss him, slow and soft.
