Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103712 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 519(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 346(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103712 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 519(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 346(@300wpm)
“Beautiful,” Hunter praised, aligning the broad head of his cock where Stone’s fingers had been minutes ago.
Stone thrust into her, slow and constricted by Ash’s buried cock. “Take your time. She’s tight.”
“Eyes on me,” Ash reminded, and she looked at him with all her worry as Hunter seated himself over her.
The first press of his engorged cock made her whimper, in fear more than anything else. He poured oil down her back, massaging it into her body and over his length. “Just think, Lisichka, you will never know possession as all-encompassing as ours.” He pressed forward, and she squeezed her eyes shut.
“Don’t hide from it, printsessa.” Ash stroked the hair away from her face. “Feel it. Face it, with eyes wide open. You’re not running anymore. Every day, every moment, from this day forward, is a choice. You chose this. You hold all the control.”
She blinked her eyes open and stared at him through spiked lashes. Breath jutted out of her as Hunter nudged deeper.
“I need more room.”
Ash shifted, withdrawing so that Stone could shift lower and Hunter could ease himself in. His absence should have brought relief, but she wanted him back inside of her. “Come back.”
“First Hunter.”
Her lips parted on a silent scream as Hunter’s tight, overwhelming possession became all she could feel.
“I’m in.” His hand stroked softly down her spine. “Velikolepnaya, Lisichka. Magnificent.”
“Look at me,” Ash said, stroking her cheek. “You have to breathe.”
Exhaling hard, she tried to speak but words failed her. Ash held her stare, slowly lifting his hips.
“Your all too big,” she finally managed.
But Ash only laughed. “Maybe you’re too small.”
Stone shifted, partially withdrawing so that Ash could slide fully into her again. When all three of them were finally seated, they shared a communal sigh.
Stone groaned. “I think you’re just right.”
“I knew you could do it, printessa.”
She preened under Ash’s praise, unsure how she managed to fit them all, but now that they were inside of her, she felt like she’d fall to pieces if they pulled out. “Don’t let go.”
“Never,” Ash promised, as the three of them started to move.
Hunter first full thrust brought her body to life. Sparks of pleasure zapped up and down her spine as the incredible sensation of being stretched by three cocks overwhelmed her. Stone moved slowly, restricted by Ash’s thickness, but once they found an alternating rhythm, they were moving steadily in and out.
Their touch was everywhere and nowhere. They had complete possession of her, ownership in a way no one else ever had. She held nothing back, and let them do as they wished, taking the extreme pleasure with the intense challenge that came with loving three men.
She trembled, but this time her shaking had nothing to do with the building sensation and everything to do with her realization. She loved them. Not one more than the other, but all three, differently and equally.
The ball dropped and they froze.
“Marigold,” Hunter’s form command pulled her from her thoughts. “Are you hurt?”
“No,” she rasped.
“Pull out slowly—”
“Wait.”
They stilled, surrendering to her full control.
“You dropped the ball.”
She needed to catch her breath. “An accident.”
“You’re sure?”
“Positive.” She was in shock. Was it possible to love three men at once and in such a short time? Her heart said yes. “I…”
When she didn’t finished, Stone’s voice went firm. “You have to communicate, Marigold, or we don’t know what’s going on. Do you want us to stop?”
“No,” she said, stronger than before. “Don’t stop.”
Ash was the first to move, but stopped when Hunter snapped, “Don’t move.” Softening his voice, he said, “Talk to us, Lisichka.”
“I just realized, you were right.”
“About?”
“This. It’s just right. Perfect, actually. The three of you.”
Ash stroked her cheek. “I’m glad you see it our way.”
“I do.”
“Good, because I think I can speak for my brothers when I say, none of us are letting you go.”
“Promise?”
Hunter bent forward, stretching her in a way that made her gasp, as he pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “I swear with my life.”
“Mine, too.”
“And mine.”
She knew then, if she could trust them with her heart she could trust them with anything. “I love you.”
“Ya tebya lyublyu,” Hunter said fiercely in Russian. Stone quickly repeated the phrase. Ash smiled up at her. “We love you, too.”
When they started to move again, the energy of the room shifted. The intensity and raw possession remained, but there was also tenderness and pure vulnerability. Whatever veil they’d been holding was finally down, and she saw them in their truest form.
Hunter, her avenging angel. Stone, the lone predator who gained immaculate control. And Ash, her cuddly teddy bear that loved to break her simply so he could put her back together again.
They didn’t ask for authority. They commanded it. And this life that they welcomed her into, it wasn’t merely something they chose to live. It was a brutal path they survived. Together. The three bears. And she was now their Goldilocks, locked between three passionate men who would die defending her and do anything to keep her safe and protected.