We're all celebrating our win in court. Xavier's here with Jason, Marcus, and I in the beautiful conference room of the firm, congratulating each other as we come in to do some final paperwork for the case. It's been a major milestone victory for us, and with Xavier on board, having accepted a job with our company it's a win for him too. I'm happy to have my guys around me and again I'm feeling on top of the world and like the luckiest girl in the world also. This case has been a journey. It's been a journey to find justice for Emma, and it's been a journey for me personally to find myself in terms of three of these relationships.

What I have come to realize is that I cannot live without Xavier. I cannot live without Jason. And I cannot live without Marcus. Each relationship is meaningful to me and each one has broadened my horizons in some important ways.

Jason has taught me the value of being a partner and he has unwavering faith in my abilities.

Marcus has shown me how to be spontaneous and to add excitement to my life.

Xavier as always is the truth-teller and being with him has reminded me of why I became a lawyer in the first place, to always uncover the truth no matter what side it may benefit. I'm truly privileged to have been on this journey and to have learned so much about life. It's been a harrowing road at times when we were in the dark about Emma's case, but bringing a criminal to the throne of justice has made it all worth it.

That being said, everyone's eager to celebrate and to release the weight of this trial from our shoulders.

Marcus offers me a glass of wine. I don't need something harder to steady my nerves because all my nerves have melted away with our win today. I just need the wine to warm me up and to help me unwind a little.

Butterflies no longer swirl in my stomach to the point of nausea when I'm around these guys because now we have forged relationships that are based on something deeper. I feel safe to the point that I no longer have anxiety with each man. Things have turned a corner, and I know I'm loved and valued by each of them. And, I know we each have a deep understanding of each other and I no longer threatened by that or scared away from the intensity.

Marcus pulls my face towards his and kisses me gently, though I know the depth of the emotion behind even the small kisses with him now.

I look at him and he hands me a glass of wine. "Mmmm, thanks, Marcus. Pinot Noir is my favorite."

"Let's get you more comfortable," he says. He pulls off my blazer and I kick off my heels. It feels better already to get out of my work clothes. I unclasp my hair and falls around my shoulders with all the guys watching me move. It's like anything I do is interesting to them and I feel that they are enraptured by me.

Xavier comes over to me and kisses my cheek. I think about the day he's just had and I'm proud of him being in the celebratory mood for turning Wolff's loss into his gain. Instead of being jaded about what happened to him, he's come out on top with more motivation than ever to do the right thing. For this, I think he deserves a little something special. I take a sip of my wine and then I pull him towards me. I want his tongue in my mouth, and we kiss deeply.

"I'm proud of you," I say. "You did everything right today. And, I can't wait to finally be on the same side."

"Hmmm, thanks, Jackie," he whispers into my hair.

I get down to my knees and think how should really be appreciated. I pull out his cock that's already so hard. This pleases me because I know it's hard for me. Yum. I wrap my lipstick-stained lips around the large width of it and just start sucking. I'm sucking to take away the pain he may have experienced as a result of losing his mentor. I'm sucking to relieve any unpleasantness he may be feeling as a result of the day. And I am sucking him hard to prove to him that no matter I will be there with him, I will see him through this.

He sighs a heavy sigh, as the weight of the world is being pulled away from him. I groan in pleasure as I take his cock deep down my throat. I want to suck his pain away and I do because he gets even harder and then he pulls my head in close, and he comes down my throat. His cock is pressed so far down that I don't even taste the cum; it juts into my throat.

I let his cock release and pulsate into my mouth until he's entirely satisfied. Then I lick my lips and come up to kiss him.

"Fuck, Jackie, that was just what I needed."

"I know." I kiss him and let him taste himself on my lips. Jason and Marcus are in the corner, patiently enjoying their drinks. They've been watching us, but I think they knew that Xavier needed this and so they let it be without trying to intervene. I wrap Xavier's large arms around my waist and pull him over toward them.

"Don't you think Xavier has now been properly initiated into our firm?" I smile.

They take my lead, but let me know I'm in for more.

"Well, almost," Jason says. "Things get done a little more intensely around here. So, I'd say we're not quite done."

Jason pulls me toward him and kisses me passionately. And Marcus gets up and he starts to undress me. My skirt falls to the floor and he removes my silk shirt so I'm standing nearly nude in front of them. I'm at their command and they know it. All of them are just feasting their eyes on me for a moment, taking in the girl of their dreams. I guess that's what I am to each of them. We may have different relationships, but they're all on the same level, and I know that ultimately each one wants me to stay with him forever.

I start by kissing Marcus, but I pull Xavier's arms back around my waist. Having him so close and to be a part of this makes this experience better. Jason pulls my face away from Marcus and toward his own, where he kisses me with passion, and I know that this is on. I'm surrounded by all three of them and while I'm comfortable and at ease, the idea of three men at once is never an easy attempt. They're going to squeeze every element of desire out of me and I know I'm for some very serious lovemaking. Yeah, I said that and I know it sounds cheesy. But like sure they fuck me, but they make love to me first.

Jason motions for Xavier to come closer. "We’re gonna let you have Jacqueline first, since this is your initial entry into our company."

"Thanks man, that’s very kind."

God, they’re like determining who’s gonna go first; who’s gonna finish me off, like I’m some kind of object. I am on top of the world today and this just confirms. I like to be talked about and tossed around between men; it’s the most fun thing ever. Why have one when you can have three of the hottest men on the planet?

I bend to my knees intending to work hard at getting Xavier hard again since he’s going first, but before I can get down there I see he’s already risen to the challenge. He unhooks my bra and I step out of my panties. Nothing like being naked in heels.

Xavier bends me over the conference table and he spreads my legs out far with his own lengthy, muscular legs. I'm his for the taking. How nice of the other guys to let him go first as if I'm the prize to be won. He starts to finger my pussy hard from behind and I'm getting all worked up. All I can think about now is Xavier's cock so far inside me that it pushes me into eternal ecstasy. I brace myself for contact. I know he's ready. And before I have time to moan from the feel of his expert hands inside me I suddenly feel the length of his shaft entering me from behind.

He's fucking me and fucking and fucking me hard. All thoughts are on Xavier at this point. I feel his rock hard cock pounding up inside me. I angle down so that I can try to get it to hit my g-spot but it's a hard maneuver given this angle and how he's pressing me forward onto the table so hard. It's like he fucking all his anguish and jadedness out from his job into me. He's releasing all energy into fucking my tight little pussy and I don't mind being his to pound his frustrations and his cock into. At this point, I just want to make Xavier happy and the way he's got me over this table is making me happy too. "Mmm, God, Xavier, yes! Please fuck me harder."

My G-spot is craving the stimulus and he does fuck me harder, almost into amnesia, where I've forgotten my surroundings, my job, and why I'm here. He's fucked the life out of me it feels. And oh does it feel so right. I come so hard around him and he pumps hot jets of his cum into me not long after. Xavier never disappoints, and every time we're together I think he and I are both reminded of all the times we wanted each other in college but never made it happen. All the pent up sexual frustration comes pouring out every time he enters me and it keeps getting better and better the more we do it. Xavier will always have a special place in my heart. He pulls out of me and I flip around, sitting cross-legged on the table, the juices of his cum still inside me.

"Anybody got a drink?" I ask breathlessly.

Jason comes over with some whiskey and he pours some down my throat from the bottle. Yum. "I'll take some more."

He looks at me as though it's a dare, but he wisely pours another shot down my throat. The harsh liquid takes the intensity away my last orgasm and I'm pulled back down to reality. I realize that I am back on earth and that only Xavier's had a turn so there's more fucking to keep up with. How will I ever manage to contain their vast quantities of testosterone? I mean, I'm a sexy girl, but taking on these three alpha males all at once is no easy task. I know I'm just warming up and the whiskey has prepared me.

Jason pulls me off the table and to one of the couches situated in the corner of the huge conference room. Here we have a view of the city and if anybody was watching they could probably see us fucking. They'd need a telescope to see all the way up here but they could see it if they wanted to. And for some reason, the idea of being seen with these three hot guys at once makes me hot and wet between the legs. Xavier's cum is still there, but Jason doesn't care. He's pulled me over to Marcus, who lies down on the couch and they gesture for me to hop on. Marcus has already undressed and his damn fine cock is ready for some fun. I climb onto Marcus's cock and gingerly let it slide into me. I love being on top and I ride him a little like I know he likes it. I grind my hips down on him and he eyes my tits with lust.

Xavier comes over to the couch so as not to be excluded. Jason offers him a swig of the whiskey bottle and they both take some. I ask for more and Jason pours it in my mouth but instead of swallowing I bend down to Marcus and pour it from my mouth to his. It's so sexy this way. Jason and Xavier are all amped up. I try to fuck Marcus from my nice position on top but Xavier gently pushes me forward and then he and Jason spread my ass out as far as they can. Xavier bends down and kisses the hole, making it wet and it's like the most intimate act ever.

But he's just getting it ready for Jason who sucks his two huge fingers before pushing them in my tiny, puckered hole and fingering my ass.

"Fuck, Jason. Even your fingers are huge" His fingers might as well be a cock because together they equal the width of an average one. I'm trying to find a motion to fuck Marcus with, but I'm kind of at their mercy for the moment.

Jason is enjoying the sight of me in such pleasurably ecstasy, in fact so is Xavier and Marcus. Marcus smiles at me and he tongues my nipples.

Jason tells me to ask for it. They don't want to do anything I don't condone and so they constantly make me beg.

"Yes, Jason. I want it. I want your big giant cock to fuck my ass. Please."

I'm whimpering, scared for the pain that's to come, trying to focus on the pleasure I'm having with Marcus.

"Okay then, that's more like it. And Jacqueline, you can scream and cry all you want because nobody else is here. No one will hear you."

Fuck, I hate to admit it but Jason's domineering attitude and the fact that we are truly all alone in this giant building makes me wanna come right now around Marcus. It would definitely help if I could experience that before Jason and Xaver claim my ass. I want to come so bad but my focus is lost.

Slowly Jason spreads me wide and I turn my head and see just the most enormous cock of all headed right for me. I see him put the tip in and in some ways that's the hardest part.

I'm definitely whimpering now. I'm pressed against Marcus and I kiss him, but say into his mouth, "Please Jason, be careful. It is so fucking huge."

"It's okay, baby, this is what you wanted. Remember?"

"Yeah," Marcus breathes into my mouth. "You dream of this don't you? Isn't this how you want it, with all of here, worshipping and adoring you and wanting to make you ours?"

I love the idea of Marcus's cock deep inside me too so that I'm being entered from both sides.

"Mmm, okay. Jason go slow."

He wets his cock again with spit before pressing it deeper in and I wail out at the intensity of the sensation, but I breathe deep and it takes me over, just how good it feels to have them both filling me up.

I try to sway my hips in a rhythmic motion down upon Marcus, but there is no give. Jason is pinning me down. Marcus is sucking my tits. And Jason pushes in deep. Waves of pleasure start to flow out from my pussy, from everywhere. It's enough to make me lose consciousness but I stay in the game. Jason doesn't hold back and he just fucking me to his heart's content and I let him and I cry and I moan. I've come already and I think I might again soon but before I know it Jason is cumming into my ass and he grips the sides of it with his big hands and he pulls me towards him and he growls and pumps the last remaining vestiges of his cum into me. I sit up almost in tears, but they're tears of pain mixed with pleasure. I try to pump down on Marcus's cock. I finger my pussy and that helps a little. But before Marcus and I can achieve our release, Jason is pouring more liquid courage down my throat and this time I swallow it all because I need it. I'm trying to fuck Marcus all disoriented. But then, to my surprise, Xavier is ready to go right after Jason. Jason stands back and watches, pleased by what he's done. He loves to take me by the ass; it's like his favorite way. But Xavier has climbed onto the couch in Jason's position and he spreads me wide and he's ready to go again.

"Jacqueline, are you okay?" At least he has the decency to ask.

"Yes, I'm good." I'm not. I feel frail and vulnerable and yet primed to come like a million times. What about this turns me on so much? I barely have time to think before Xavier gently fingers my ass and I know he must be feeling Jason's sticky cum in there. It's no matter to him because he presses the tip of his fully erect cock into my ass and it feels so damn good filling me up, touching all the places where I’ve been fucked, yet stretching and fucking new ones, too. I’m a total fucking animal right now. I just to be used and fucked so thoroughly by them, and that’s all I care about right now.

"Fuck, Xavier! I don't think I can take much more of this before I die of orgasms."

"You can, it's okay. I'll go slow." Xavier laughs at me and I can’t help it.

He fucks me slowly. He thrusts his length into me, slowly dragging every drop of pleasure from my body and making it all build up to more intense sensations. I look at Marcus and bear down upon him because the thought and the sensation of Xavier taking my ass and how badly I want to come again is making me go a little insane with need.

"Xavier, I'm gonna come, I can feel it...fuck!" I cry out as the sensation overloads my body and I’m wracked with pure ecstasy. Every hitch in my breathing or quiver I do only makes the cocks claiming me that much more pleasurable.

I can feel Jason's smiling eyes on me, and that heightens things also. I come hard again around Marcus and it feels so good. I'm in utter disregard for anything that is not in this moment. Rounds of pleasure rotate out of my clit, out of my pussy and I feel so good like I could just keep coming until I’m dehydrated and I’ve lost my voice and I can’t move anymore, but I hope they still fuck me.

Xavier takes the opportunity to slam into me hard once he knows that I've come and he's about to release his own hot load inside of me. He groans loudly and I can feel the reflexes of his cock twitch as he allows his cum to mingle with Jason's inside of me.

Xavier pulls out of me and I look at Marcus, ready to take this home. I'm sure I can reach ecstasy with him, but I'm almost too tired now from the incredible lust overtaking me. He senses overload shutting down the parts of my brain that know what I’m doing and swaps positions with me so that I am resting easily into the couch and he's on top. Marcus puts my legs up behind my head and does me the great pleasure of going down on me. It feels so good, but I wonder if he's tasting Xavier's cum in there? I literally don't care as Marcus makes more streams of pleasure come from my G-spot and I find myself coming quickly into his mouth, Xavier's essence and mine probably mingled together. He doesn't care, and he puts my legs behind my head so he has full access to my wet, tight pussy that's now been through so much. He fucks me hard to his delight and he doesn't hold back at all. It's Marcus's turn and he's certainly taking it. He fucks me and my head goes to that other place, that place of unreality where time and space merge into one and I'm almost blacked out but it feels so good. He comes with a final thrust and I feel him pumping into me and I let him. I am unmoving, not sure if I had an orgasm or not as all the pleasure is condensing into one long beautiful journey.

Jason’s cock presses deep into my mouth, and my lips part and I swallow him as completely as I can.

I reach out for Xavier’s cock, stroking him while I’m sucking on Jason and Marcus fucks me. My whole body is lit up with desire and part of me is almost starting to go numb and get overloaded with pleasure all at once.

I am so amazed by the amount of ecstasy coursing through me as a strangling orgasm draws moans from low in my throat, which vibrate on Jason’s cock and before I know it, I’m swallowing his load.

Xavier’s cock starts spurting, and I pull Jason’s cock from my mouth and swallow up Xavier’s load as it hits my tongue. I roll my hips and feel the orgasm that Marcus shoots into my pussy, the hot jets burning so good inside me that I cry out. I am completely light and airy. Marcus pulls off of me and there's cum everywhere, and I can barely breathe.

When they release me and lay me on the couch, I just let myself breathe and lay down for a moment to get my bearings. But I did it. I achieved new heights of euphoria; ones that I didn't know existed. I came so many times. I could probably cum even more if I wasn't so completely exhausted.

"Here." Jason is handing me a warm towel and I wipe all the juices away and it soothes my tender skin. I pull my panties on and don't even bother with the bra. I'm just sitting, staring out the window as somebody is preparing more drinks.

"I love you, Jackie," Xavier says, handing me an iced glass of water.

I take a big gulp and look at him. "I love you, too."

"And I love you," Jason says, cupping my chin.

"And because I love you, too," Marcus says, grabbing a small black box.

A ring box.

"Because we love you, we want to give you this," Marcus says, opening the box and kneeling before me.

"Oh gosh!" I cry out and like I know I sound silly but I’m just amazed. "I love you all," I say. "I am so glad that you three accept that. That you accept me," I say, and my eyes are just welling up so much I can’t even see.

"And we want you to accept us," Jason says. "As your husbands. Will you marry us, Jacqueline?"

I start wiping the tears from my eyes, and I’m nodding. I finally make the words come out, "yes!" in a squeal. I try to say how yes, I will marry them. But I’m kinda just crying and making little excited sounds.

Xavier takes the ring, sliding it onto my fingers and kissing my hand.

"To forever," my three men say in unison. I am more content and satisfied than I have ever been in my life.

"Yes, and forever starts with a nap because I’m so fucking exhausted," I say with a laugh.

My eyes flutter closed, and I feel arms around me. I feel someone cradling me close and carrying me, probably home, and as I vaguely remember that everyone has left the offices, I realize that I don’t care. I’d paint, "I love my men," on my tits in their cum, damn the consequences or what anyone else thinks.

I'm not sure who it is carrying me because sleep is taking over my thoughts. I curl my head up against the chest of the man carrying me, and I feel three sets of hands touching me. I'm in the clouds still, though, drifting off to sleep. I curl up in a little ball on the couch and drift off to sleep. Somehow I'll get home. I have everything I could ever want, and then some. I rest my eyes and enter a dream world where all of this exists. It will forever be mine. I will forever be home, always on the brink of enchantment and joy, surrounded by the men whom I love, and whom love me.