Nico worked his fingers inside me, two of them, scissoring in and out. My fingers dug into Jason’s shoulders as he held still for Nico to work my ass.
Marcos strolled toward us, buck naked as the day he was born. “You ready for this, Mi Vida?”
“So ready, Sir.” I pushed back on Nico’s fingers as he pushed them deep inside me.
Nico pulled out his fingers and Marcos tossed him a rag. He cleaned up before he climbed up on the padded benched behind me and lined up his cock with my ass and slowly started pushing in.
“Ohhh,” I moaned. My head fell back on my shoulders and closed my eyes. Jason’s hands slid up my body to my breasts and squeezed roughly.
Nico gripped my hip with one hand while he guided his cock in with the other. He groaned as he pushed deep into my ass. “Those fucking barbells,” he groaned.
“You’re welcome.” Jason’s voice was a sexy rasp that sent shivers down my spine.
Soon, Nico was pressed against my back, his chest warm and solid behind me. “So fucking good for us, Little Dreamer.”
I whimpered.
“Yeah, she is,” Marcos said. “You took your punishment so well, Mi Vida. Such a good little cock tease.”
I whined and opened my eyes. Marcos was standing beside the bench, fully naked and stroking his very erect cock. I licked my lips as the need to suck his dick overcame me. My eyes roamed his body, taking in every inch of his muscular frame. Damn, my guys had all really bulked up in the last ten years. I was definitely not complaining.
“You need something, Mi Vida?”
I nodded hungrily, my eyes on his cock.
Marcos smirked and stepped closer. I felt a hand on my upper body, pushing.
“Then come here,” Marcos said.
I was already halfway there. Letting Nico push my body forward, I laid on top of Jason’s chest, making him shift his grip on my tits. He pinched my nipples as I reached for Marcos’s cock and opened my mouth. I yelped slightly as I squeezed Marcos’s cock roughly, making him groan, “Fuck.”
I wrapped my lips around Marcos’s cock and sucked him down quickly, opening my throat. Needing them to use my body, I swiveled my hips and sucked Marcos down to the hilt, only stopping when my face was pressed against abdomen.
My men all groaned as I worked their bodies in different ways.
“Fucking hell,” Nico cussed.
“Tell me about it,” Jason muttered.
“Time to take control.” Marcos chuckled. He drew back his hips before he slammed back into my throat, fucking my face.
I moaned around his cock and he wrapped his fist through my hair, driving the face fucking as he began to piston his hips harshly.
Jason and Nico got the hint as well as they both gripped my hips and thrusted into me, figuring out their rhythm. They started a brutal pace, using my body as they saw fit.
It was so good. It was too good. I was moaning and writhing between them. I could barely focus on sucking anymore, but Marcos didn’t seem to mind as he fucked my face.
Fuck, I missed this so much. I missed our life together more than I ever realized. I love these men with all of my heart and never want to live without them. Happiness settled over me as my orgasm tightened my core.
I moaned loudly as my body started shuddering and shaking as my orgasm crashed over me. My guys weren’t far behind me, Nico and Jason cursing as my body squeezed their cocks.
The three of them roared loudly as they came, filling me with their cum.
It took them all a moment to catch their breath, before they slowly pulled out of me. Laying on top of Jason, he kissed the crown of my head while Nico kissed my spine and Marcos brought my knuckles to his lips.
Life might have taken us on a rollercoaster ride, but we found our way back to each other, brandishing balance in ways that we’ll forever learn from. My men have made it clear to me that they’re willing to put in the effort, and that’s all I need.
Three Months Later
