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“Ready?” Tristan asked. I nodded fervently only for him to give me a wicked grin. “No, you are not.”

I wasn’t.

Tristan dropped me down then moved me up with speed and strength that could only come from being a supernatural being.The force behind his thrusts was staggering and made me clutch at him and cry out repeatedly. It felt like I didn’t even have time to breathe, as the air was pushed out of my lungs each time I was dropped onto his cock.

My orgasm felt like a punch to the gut.

It didn’t even have time to crest before Tristan was wringing another one out of me. His vicious precision and single-mindedness were terrifying. And it was exactly what I had asked for: to have all his focus on me. To be shown the alternative to gentleness.

Tristan came deep in me, his head thrown back and a snarl of pleasure that looked almost like pain on his face. It made me wonder if he was keeping his orgasm at bay all this time through his powers just so he could play with me for longer.

Ruin me better.

I writhed in his lap, gaining a punched-out sound and another spurt of cum before Tristan opened his eyes and pierced me with his gaze.

“Are you enjoying having the cum of two different men inside of you?” he said, letting his voice carry so that I knew Matthias and Theo heard it as well. “Don’t be afraid of the truth, sweetheart.”

“It will be cum of three men soon,” I said cheekily, despite the blush on my face. “Right, Matthias?”

As if he was just waiting for his clue, Matthias gathered me off Tristan’s lap and laid me down in one of the reading spaces I was very fond of: It was a nook filled with fluffy cushions and soft blankets. Gauzy curtains and fairy lights added to the charm of the space. I had wondered if this nook was always here but the clues pointed to one conclusion: it was made with me in mind. Just another gift left for me in the mansion by those wonderful men who didn’t even want credit for their thoughtfulness.

And now, it was time to make more positive memories of the little nook.

“Just lie down and let me do all the work,” Matthias said seriously.

“Oh? You want me to be a pillow princess?” I asked.

“Didn’t we establish that you are our Queen? But yes, I want you to relax and enjoy yourself. Tell me what I can do for you, beautiful.”

“Kiss me,” I blurted out. The previous experiences of the night were wonderful but suddenly I wanted nothing more but to feel that visceral connection between us represented in a soft press of lips.

Matthias gave me just what I wanted and more. His kisses were full of reverence, as if being able to merely touch my lips was a gift even greater than his second life. He bracketed my body, making sure not to put his weight on me. One of his hands dared to reach for a strand of my hair to play with. I was his whole world and it was intoxicating.

“Make love to me,” I said, then covered my face with my hands, trying to hide behind them. How was this,this, more embarrassing than asking Tristan to fuck me? But the embarrassment was worth it when Matthias gently pried my hands apart and I saw his smile.

“I want nothing more,” Matthias said fervently. “Just... let me take care of you. Trust me.”

I did.

It showed in how I went limp under his guiding hands, letting him arrange me however he wanted until I was splayed on my side with his strong chest behind me. He lifted one of my legs, his big hand secure above my thigh as he sank into me gently.

Even after everything that had been done to me today, taking it from the back from Theo and the wild ride that was Tristan, taking Matthias was still on a different level. His thickcock pushed between my folds and into my cum-slicked pussy, stretching me, pressing against all those points that brought me pleasure at the same time.

It could have been overwhelming but the gentle pace and the kisses Matthias peppered over my shoulders made it into an infinitely more pleasurable slow descent into bliss.

“This mole over here, at the back of your neck... I want to kiss it every day before we go to sleep,” Matthias whispered just for me. His hips rocked into me unhurriedly. “And the way your breasts move when I push into you... it’s like everything about you is designed to make me crazy. I had to wait decades to meet you... but you were worth the wait.”

Like this, with Matthias’s love shown through words and actions, I let the world around me slow to almost a dream-like state. The fairy lights and the sheer curtains moving in the wind of the open window only elevated the feelings inside of me. The lovemaking I was subjected to seemed like something too good to be true, just a fantasy. But Matthias’s voice and the heat of his cock inside of me were too real to ignore. His fervent declarations too meaningful to not believe in them.

I shuddered into an orgasm in his arms and when he came in me with a long groan, my name on his lips...

With all three men I cherished inside of me I felt complete.

Chapter Twenty-three

A week after I gained my freedom we were preparing for a dinner out. I was excited to finally wear the dress Tristan bought me and I had spent two hours getting my hair and makeup just perfect. Even so, I was the first one ready and when it was a minute past the time we agreed to gather at the door to the Russet Manor and Theo wasn’t there yet, I ran to get him. Tistan and Matthias followed after me with amusement.

I knocked on the door and at Theo’s invitation threw it open.

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