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“I can’t believe you had them bake a snake cake,” Slayer mutters as we all enter the hotel suite.
“It wasn’t a snake cake,” Giulio says, already undoing his tie. “It was a cake with an edible snake coiled around it, and it looked amazing. I especially liked the part where half the people thought it was a real snake at first.”
“Of course you did,” I say, kicking off my shoes. They’re kitten heels, which is about as close as I’m ever going to come to the real thing, and I wish I hadn’t let Lucia talk me into them. My feet are killing me from wearing them for the past few hours. “Are you sure this is a good idea? I know Elena can take care of Pandora for a little bit, but she was so fussy during the reception…”
“Pandora is fine,” Damien says, coming up behind me and rubbing my bare shoulders. “If Elena needs help, she knows how to contact us.”
“Pandora was already half asleep when we handed her off,” Giulio says as he takes his sandals off and sets them next to my shoes. “At most she’s going to want some milk, and Elena’s got a whole fridge full of yours.” He reaches out to pinch my breast through my dress.
I yelp, batting at his hand, but I know it’s not going to dissuade him.
Slayer comes around to kiss me, his suit jacket already off and draped over his arm. “Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?”
“Only about twelve times,” I say, but I can’t help but smile. I know the sweetness is only temporary, because they’ve already made it perfectly clear that they intend to fuck me senseless tonight.
“I was thinking,” Giulio says, and the rest of us all share a look.
It’s generally not a good idea when Giulio does any thinking.
He seems to notice and grins. “It’s not a bad thing! I promise. Anyway, Vanessa and I are married now, and I know that seems so unfair to Damien and Slayer since they only get secret private declarations of commitment, depravity, utter subjugation. So.” He pauses for a beat. “Slayer and Damien should get married. At least they’d have something then.”
“Uh, fuck no,” Slayer says.
“No,” Damien answers just as flatly. “Maybe I should have married Vanessa, so you and Slayer could have gotten married.”
Giulio seems to actually consider that. “Huh, would that make Slayer finally admit he wants me to fuck his ass?”
“I do not want you to fuck my ass,” Slayer snarls, “but if you keep that shit up, I’ll hold you down and fuck yours. Or is that what you’re angling for here?” He steps up to Giulio, gripping his hair and forcing his head back so he can claim a savage kiss.
Giulio groans and grabs Slayer’s shirt, returning the kiss just as forcefully. His other hand also starts to travel down to Slayer’s trousers.
Damien huffs quietly and starts to unzip my dress. “It’s too late to change anything anyway. And I don’t mind this arrangement.” He brushes my hair aside and kisses the nape of my neck.
I shiver, tilting my head so he can get to my throat more easily—something I know he appreciates, because he’s almost as obsessed with my throat as he is with my breasts and stretch marks. “This arrangement works for me,” I say breathlessly. “Though I don’t like seeing the two of you without your rings on.”
Slayer pulls away from Giulio, though he’s still got that hard grasp on his hair. “I don’t like not having it on,” he admits.
Giulio runs his hand over Slayer’s crotch. “Yeah. You should put them back on.” He tries to lean in for another kiss, but Slayer tugs on his hair again to keep him in place.
Damien’s hand settles on my throat. “But you took the rings, Giulio. Where did you put them?”
“Inside my ass,” Giulio says, grinning. “Somebody’s gotta give me a good fingering to retrieve them.”
“Not it,” Slayer says immediately. “Damien, I volunteer you.”
Damien lets out a sigh and lets go of me, walking over to Giulio. “I’ll make you lick them clean,” he warns, and Giulio bursts out laughing.
“Giulio… did you really…” I ask, strangely upset that Giulio would have done something like that with the rings. They’re sturdy, but I don’t want to imagine them getting filthy and…
Damien reaches into Giulio’s back pocket and pulls the two rings out. “Now we don’t need Giulio anymore,” he deadpans.
“Awesome. I’ll take his side of the bed,” Slayer says. He crosses over to Damien, holding his hand out for his ring and taking it, sliding it back onto his hand.
“After that stunt, I don’t think we need him tonight at all,” I say, a little sullenly. There are things to joke about, but our wedding rings aren’t one of them.
“Nope. I’m non-negotiable,” Giulio says cheerfully, heading over to the bed. He lets himself fall backward onto it. “You can’t get Vanessa without me. Package deal. We’re married, after all.” Then he rolls over onto his side to look at all of us. “But I’m glad you’re here, too. I don’t want to marry either of you, but I wouldn’t have Vanessa now if not for you two. She’d have ended up dead already. Or worse, married to an accountant!”
I can’t help but feel a pang at the thought of the life I’d once dreamed of. If it hadn’t been for these three men, I probably would’ve found some nice accountant to settle down with—not yet, though, because I’d wanted my freedom for a little while longer before I married and had children.
Too late for that. My life had taken a different course, and some days… Some days, I’m grateful it did. Others? Those days, I’m not so certain.
“How terrible,” I say, and it’s my turn to sound deadpan.
Damien puts his ring back on and goes to sit on the bed with Giulio. He ruffles Giulio’s hair, something I’ve never seen him do before. For all that I know Damien loves Giulio, he rarely gets physically affectionate with him. Giulio even gives him a surprised look.
“I’m happy,” Damien says quietly. “That I found Vanessa. That she’s with us now. That you finally have something bright in your life.”
Giulio quirks his lips. “You could have seduced me at any time, you know. Properly seduced me, not just had pity sex with me.”
“No.” Damien looks down at his hands. “I couldn’t give you a family. And I’m not… I’m not bright. I’m not something good. You need Vanessa.”
His words are surprisingly touching, and for a moment, it throws me a little off balance. Damien doesn’t speak about his feelings very often—not the ones that don’t have to do with Pandora, at any rate. He’s gotten better about it, but even so.
“Yeah. You need someone to keep you from going well and truly into the deep end,” Slayer says, and he comes around me to pull the dress down and help me step out of it so I’m standing in white lacy undergarments and nothing else. He nuzzles my neck and kisses it. “And I can’t think of anyone better than Ness.”
I can tell Slayer means those words, too, and with all of them being so sweet… I don’t quite know what to make of it all. I shiver a little at the feeling of those hungry gazes upon me, looking between the men.
He kisses my throat, his gaze going to Giulio. “And I guess I should thank you, Jules, for being dumb enough to bother me when I was in the shittiest mood in the world.”
Giulio rolls onto his stomach to watch us. “What, I was supposed to walk past the cop beating up a poor, innocent drug dealer?”
I bite my lip, not really liking the dose of reality being poured into the moment, but I’m a little curious. They don’t usually talk about the origin of their friendships around me.
Giulio seems to notice my curiosity and smiles. “Oh, yeah. I was supposed to track down one of our guys who was behind on payments, and I got there in time to see Slayer destroying his face. I decided I liked Slayer more than what’s-his-face.”
“Please don’t invite any more police officers to help you murder somebody,” Damien adds, pinching the bridge of his nose. “That was… a mess. You’re only lucky things worked out. Emilio wanted Slayer dead at first.”
“He was pretty insistent about it, too,” Slayer says, smirking. “Honestly, for a little bit, I thought I was done for. But Giulio to the rescue.” He laughs, running his hand down my stomach. “And now we’re one happy little family.”
“One day you’ll have to tell me the whole story,” I say, leaning back against Slayer as his fingers dip down into my panties.
“Yeah, Mama just wants the D right now.” Giulio sits up and starts undoing Damien’s shirt. “Whose D do you want first?”
I blush a little, but I can’t deny that he’s right. “I… can’t decide,” I say, though I gasp as Slayer’s fingers slide along my clit and he starts to slowly, carefully rub. “Damien. Damien never gets to go first.”
“Yeah, and Damien can get you all messy for us,” Giulio answers. “Since he’s allowed to come inside you.”
Damien huffs softly as he bats Giulio’s hands away so he can finish undressing himself. “You could come inside her too.”
I go still at that, but Slayer doesn’t stop touching me. “Um. No. Not yet. I’m not…” Slayer strokes the side of my clit, in just the right spot, and a gasp interrupts my words.
“Yeah, it’s only been… 14 months since her last pregnancy! Pandora’s sibling would be only two years younger! Who has children only two years apart?” Giulio picks up Damien’s discarded pants and fishes the phone out of them. “Where’s the fertility tracking app?”
Damien, now completely naked, taps on the phone screen. “Hmm. Now would be a good time, actually.”
“Nooo,” I whine, grabbing Slayer’s wrist and trying to push his hand away, but it doesn’t amount to anything. “I’m not ready. I’m only just now starting to get rid of some of the stretch marks.”
“Which means it’s definitely time for another round,” Slayer says smugly, nipping my neck again. “Damien would be so sad if your skin was all smooth and untouched again.”
“Since when do you care what makes Damien sad?” I gripe, but I realize that it’s been a long time since the two of them have been at each other’s throats. I don’t expect them to fuck any time soon, by any means, but they seem to have come to an agreement.
“Isn’t it tradition? You fuck like bunnies after the wedding, and wow, get a surprise nine months later?” Giulio sets the phone aside and begins removing the rest of his clothes. “Sounds like we should have a lot more wedding ceremonies.”
“Guys,” I whine, shaking my head, but it’s too late. Slayer’s already slid my panties off, and they fall to the floor as he spreads my legs. “I really don’t—”
Slayer nips my throat, harder than usual, and I yelp. “You really do,” he says, his voice hoarse. “C’mon, Ness… We’ve been careful. Pulling out, fucking you when you’re not as fertile, using your mouth and ass… Let us have some fun on your wedding night. You know you like it when we all come in you.”
I do. I hate how much I’ve come to enjoy the feeling of being sloppy with them, and there were a few times in this past year when I considered telling them to go ahead. But Pandora is a handful, and I always managed to remind myself of how little I wanted to be caring for two toddlers at once.
“Pandora would love a sibling,” Damien says. “She’s outgoing. And if you have multiple children, they can keep each other entertained.”
“Are you sure it’s not that you would love more babies?” Giulio goes back to Damien’s side and bumps their shoulders together. Then he gets one of those expressions that I know is bad news.
I instinctively tense up.
“Actually, Damien, you should go last. Because…” Giulio motions for me and Slayer to come closer. “Because Slayer and I should take Vanessa at the same time. That way we won’t have to fight about who gets to go first. We’ll get her really sloppy and full of baby juice. Damien can finish it off and drive our cum even further into her womb.”
I blink at Giulio, and it takes me a moment to understand what he’s saying. “Um. No?” I squeak. “I can’t stretch that much. You may joke about Slayer being small, but he’s not that damn tiny.”
Slayer chuckles, still sliding his fingers between my thighs. “Your mouth might be saying no, but this hole is all for it. You’re so fucking wet, Ness,” he says, like it’s some great marvel.
“Yes,” Damien says, which is completely unsurprising. “She’ll be so full.”
Giulio grins. “Looks like you’re outvoted, Mama.” He stretches out on the bed. “I’ll be on the bottom, you take her from behind?”
“How do I get outvoted when it’s my own body?” I complain, but I know I’ve lost this battle. As terrified as I am—because the idea of taking two of them like that, at the same time, is terrifying—it’s a little arousing, too. If Damien fits, they can fit, can’t they?
“Ness, Ness, Ness,” Slayer says, mock-condescending. “Don’t you know by now your body belongs to us? What’s this ‘my’ body bullshit?”
I would turn my head to glare at him, but he’s still touching my cunt in all the right ways, and I can’t even pretend I’m not turned on anymore.
I allow Damien to help me onto the bed, and I shuffle over on top of Giulio’s thighs. Damien begins playing with my sensitive nipples while Giulio strokes his cock.
I realize that my breasts won’t get the chance to go back to normal if they knock me up again so soon. I’d thought about weaning Pandora completely lately, although she still regularly requests milk.
“Is she wet enough to do this without lube?” Giulio asks. “If not, there’s a tube of it in my bag.”
“Did you intend for it to go this way?” I hiss, but it’s hard to sound angry when I’m trying not to moan from Damien’s talented fingers on my breasts. Of course pinches them in a way to make milk trickle out, too.
“What? Lube is useful! What if Slayer wanted me to take his ass?” Giulio sets his hands on the insides of my thighs and rubs his thumbs in small circles. “I like being prepared for every possible sex act.”
“It’s a brand new bottle, too,” Slayer says as he retrieves the lube from Giulio’s bag. “Someone was definitely ready to get freaky tonight. Which I know shocks us all.”
I groan, but it’s partially out of pleasure.
Damien lets go of my breast to grip my ass and guide me closer to Giulo’s cock. He even gets one finger into me from behind, and I bite down on my lip to swallow my moan.
“She’s probably fine,” Damien says, thrusting his finger in deeper. “So wet. She wants another baby.”
I want to protest that getting wet doesn’t mean I want another baby, but it would just be a waste of breath. Besides, the intensity that Damien’s showing is sexy. I spread my legs a little more, giving him more room to get inside of me. “Damien,” I whine.
Damien withdraws his finger and pushes my hips down while Giulio lines himself up. It’s easy enough to sink onto Giulio’s cock, and even though I’ve had him often enough these past few months I can’t deny how good he feels.
How good it feels to know he’s going to come inside me.
“Fuck, Mama,” Giulio groans, his eyes scrunching up in pleasure. “You’re so hot.”
“She looks so sexy on your cock,” Slayer says, coming back over to us. He climbs up on the bed just behind me and touches one of my ass cheeks before smacking it, hard. I yelp, clenching around Giulio’s cock and making him groan.
“Hey!” I protest.
Slayer pumps out some of the lube onto his fingers, and he reaches down to rub his fingers across my clit. He doesn’t even flinch when his fingers brush Giulio’s cock.
Giulio moans loudly and jerks his hips upward. “Y-yeah… get your hand around my cock…”
“No!” Even imagining Slayer’s entire hand in there, pumping Giulio’s cock while he’s inside me, makes me feel sore.
Slayer laughs though. “I don’t think that’s even possible.”
Even if it was possible, I wouldn’t want to experience it. The idea of both of them inside of me at the same time sounds bad enough. Slayer’s fist? No. I’ll pass on that.
Damien suddenly bends down to kiss Giulio, cutting off some of Giulio’s laughter. “Don’t wreck her completely, Giulio.”
“What, you worried she’ll be too loose for you?” Giulio wraps his arms around my back and tugs me down. “C’mere, Mama. Let’s give Slayer space to enter you. Although who knows, maybe you won’t even notice.”
“Fuck you, Jules,” Slayer says, more out of reflex than with any sort of venom. He positions himself behind me, though, and rubs the tip of his cock against my hole, just beside where Giulio’s pressed inside of me.
I don’t even know what to make of this. Damien’s huge, so it’s not like I haven’t been full before, but this is something entirely different.
“Just… go slow, please,” I say, even though I know I’m unlikely to sway their actions.
Damien strokes my hair while Giulio mouths at my collar.
Slayer starts to slowly push his cock into me, and I cry out—not that it does anything to dissuade Slayer from continuing to shove his cock inside of me, sliding against Giulio’s cock as he does. I wonder how it feels for them—good, if Giulio’s moans are any indication. It doesn’t take Slayer to start making similar noises, but it’s hard to focus when they’re stretching me so much.
“W-wait,” I plead. “It’s… it’s so much.”
“Fuck, I’m really not gonna last long,” Giulio mumbles, thrust his hips as much as he can. He kisses my jaw, angling for my lips, but the position is awkward and I barely have the coordination to breathe, let alone kiss.
“I’m not even inside her all the way yet,” Slayer groans, his hands sliding along my ass cheeks as he pushes deeper inside of me. “It’s so… Christ, is this what it always feels like for you, Damien?”
It’s more than Damien, somehow, and it’s not just the overall girth. It’s the fact that there’s two of them in me, that they’re not quite in sync and I can feel each motion independently.
“I don’t know,” Damien answers. He’s started stroking himself, eyes keenly observing us. “I’ve never been small.”
Slayer snorts, but he doesn’t comment further. Giulio kisses me sloppily again, more insistently, and the two of them settle into some strange sort of rhythm.
My orgasm starts building slowly, the discomfort outweighing the pleasure at first. But when they start rubbing against my g-spot, when Slayer squeezes and kneads my ass cheeks and I’m so aware of all of their attention on me, I get closer and closer.
There’s a chance I’m going to get pregnant again, here and now, on my wedding night.
And I can’t say I’d mind—for all that I’m not telling them that.
“Hey, we should—” Giulio groans, “— we should roleplay.”
“Now?” Slayer huffs and thrusts harder. “Kinda… kinda hard…”
“What are we roleplaying?” Damien asks. He gets his hand between me and Giulio to pinch Giulio’s nipple.
“That… that’s it’s my wedding night, and I’m sharing my wife with my two best friends, and—” Giulio’s eyes close, and his hips jerk up hard.
“That’s n-not—” Slayer pants out, but he curses and I feel heat spill into me. I groan, clutching at Giulio.
“Don’t you dare come right now,” I whine. “I need… I need more…”
It’s too late though. Giulio groans loudly, and I can feel him twitching in pleasure.
I glance over at Damien, aware that he’s still stroking himself. I reach out to clumsily slap his hand. “No. I need it.”
His eyebrows raise, but amusement flickers through his expression as he stops touching himself.
Slayer pulls out first, kissing my back, and he flops onto the bed beside me. “Fuck, we’re doing that again like… in an hour. Just give me… an hour…”
“I can’t wait an hour,” I say, looking desperately at Damien.
Damien lies back and spreads his arms. “I’m here. You can take it.”
Giulio snickers loudly. “Yeah she can.”
“Shut up, Giulio,” I say, still annoyed that he couldn’t hold off for one more minute.
Slayer bursts out laughing. “Yeah. Shut up, Jules.”
I ignore both of them, peeling myself up off of Giulio’s body and going to Damien instead. I climb on top of him, clumsy and with cum leaking down my thigh, and I don’t bother to wait. I just slide down onto his cock, letting out a strangled sound when he reaches deep inside of me.
It’s strange, how small he suddenly feels. Having two cocks inside me really did loosen me up, and I can easily slide up and down his cock now. I’ll be sore as hell in the morning but for now, I eagerly ride him, making sure his cock rubs against my g-spot.
Damien puts his hands on my ass to help me along, and I brace myself on his hairy chest.
Giulio rolls onto his side to observe us. “If we blindfolded her, do you think she’d be able to tell which of us is fucking her based on just our cocks?”
“Yes. She’d know yours because it’s the most mediocre. I at least know how to use mine,” Slayer says smugly, rubbing my back.
“When you aren’t coming first,” I growl, feeling a bit salty because my orgasm had been right-fucking-there before they’d both spilled into me.
Damien’s eyes flutter closed and he begins thrusting a little more forcefully. “You wouldn’t manage to stay quiet long enough for her to have to guess.”
Giulio snorts in open amusement. “I can be quiet. But I don’t think you’d want me to be.”
I moan, still clinging to Damien as his hard thrusts jar me again and again, making my entire body jerk as I get closer to climax again. I’m right on the edge, and my vision whites out when one of his thrusts hits just the right place. I let out a strangled little cry, leaning down to kiss him hard as pleasure floods my body.
I don’t even mind that Damien keeps moving, prolonging my orgasm until he’s coming inside me too.
I sit there, panting, while I try to recover from everything.
After all the sex I’ve had with them, it should all be routine by now. But somehow they always manage to give me even more pleasure and new experiences.
Some of them are even good, like this one.
Some… aren’t, but I push that thought away as quickly as it appears.
Giulio places one hand over mine on Damien’s chest. “Best wedding ever,” he mumbles. “Better than Lucia’s wedding to my old man, that’s for sure.”
On the day of Lucia’s wedding, Giulio and Damien had taken me away from everything I’d known. That had been the catalyst for everything—including today—and I’m not sure what to make of that thought.
“Except Emilio died at that wedding,” Slayer points out. “Which made it a pretty good fucking day for a lot of us.” I glance at him, and he’s considering me with this strange look that I can’t quite make sense of.
“Yeah, that part was good. But I’m glad Corvi played nice and didn’t bring bullets for his wedding present.” Giulio yawns loudly and stretches. “Okay. Nap time. We can do rounds two and three in a bit.”
I can only imagine what they have in mind.
Somehow, though, I can’t really complain. This could’ve gone a lot worse than it did, though…
As I start to drift off, still atop Damien’s softening cock, I can’t help but think that Pandora will have a sibling soon.
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