Chapter 39

Lacey

I look over the faces of my three boys. All down on bended knee, each one presenting me with a ring.

I want to be angry. I want to punish them more for lying to me. But the truth is, I’ve missed them so much.

I see the sincerity on their faces. They want to make it up to me. I look carefully at each ring in turn.

Charlie’s is a thin white gold band, glittering with icy diamonds. Sam has a yellow gold band with a sprinkling of champagne diamonds. And Adam is holding a slender rose gold ring with a scattering of rubies and white diamonds.

“Will you say yes, please?” Adam asks.

“I love you, Lacey. Please forgive us.” Charlie’s eyes are very dark and serious.

“All I want is to make you happy,” Sam says urgently.

My eye for design has noticed something about the rings. With a silly grin, I stick out my left hand.

“Okay, boys. It’s yes. Yes to all of you.”

As if they had it planned—and I bet they did—they slip the rings on to my finger one by one.

I hold my hand up, spreading my fingers to make the stones catch the light. I laugh in delight, looking at the rings.

The bands are narrow enough for all three rings to fit on my finger. When they’re in the right order, as they are now, the gems make a tiny distinct pattern of three hearts linked together.

“It’s to show our devotion to you,” Charlie says, getting up and holding me tight.

He takes a deep breath into my hair, as if he’s missed me so much he can’t stand it.

“We wanted a ring that showed you how serious we were about pleasing you. All three of us. As a team.” Sam gets up and holds my hand, looking seriously into my eyes.

I’ve never seen his green gaze so dark before.

Adam hurries over to the desk, grabbing the big gift basket there.

“We didn’t presume your answer, of course.” He grins like the mischievous devil he is. “But we figured it couldn’t hurt to be prepared.”

He places the basket near my feet, and it’s full of champagne, glasses, chocolates, and some very luxurious oils and edible body glitter.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” I can’t stop smiling. My joy is stretching my face apart. “Pour the champagne. Let’s celebrate!”

We tuck into the champagne, and I sit on the desk. Charlie starts feeding me dark chocolates with rich cherry fillings. Adam kneels down, gently taking off my shoes and rubbing my feet.

He pours some sweet-smelling musk oil into one hand, warming it in his hands before smoothing it along my feet and ankles. He moves his hand smoothly along my shins, rubbing my calves and moving up to my knees. Sam starts slowly undoing my blouse.

“Want to try a white one? Salted caramel.” Charlie holds up the box.

“Yes, please. Got any hazelnut cream?”

Charlie has a look-through, then drops a white chocolate drop on my tongue.

“Yes, there is.” He reaches over, whispering in my ear as Sam pulls my blouse off my shoulders. “But would you prefer your favorite when you come?”

He gives me a cheeky smile. I grin back.

“How about I make you the chocolate monitor? If you think I need one, go ahead and give me one.”

Sam reaches around me, rubbing my breasts through my bra. The sensation of my nipples rising through the soft lace, his fingers gently rubbing the fabric across, starts getting me wet straight away.

Charlie holds up a chocolate, and I open my mouth. He places it on my tongue, waits a few seconds, then kisses me.

Sweet strawberry cream in white chocolate spreads between our tongues. Charlie flicks his tongue around, spreading the sweetness. Sam’s hands knead my breasts, and Adam’s hands move from my knees to my thighs.

I take a big gulp of champagne, letting the bubbles cleanse my tongue.

“Hmm. It’s a bit too much excitement for me, lovers. I need to lie down for a bit.” I feel Sam snap open my bra strap just as I start to lean back. Charlie takes my champagne as I lie on the big, wide desk.

Sam pulls my bra off and starts gently rolling my nipples over his tongue. He’s on my left, on the side of the desk. On the other side, Charlie works my other breast.

Sam is a performer, always fixing for a response. Charlie, meanwhile, is fully involved in his task, not minding me for a response.

At the end of the desk, Adam pulls off my skirt. I look down at him as he looks over all of us. He rubs my pussy through the lace panties, the extra friction making me gasp and rock my hips towards him.

He pulls my panties down and brings his lips in to my clit. His moan as his mouth touches me is a sound of need and release.

“I’ve missed you so much,” he whispers, letting his tongue roam deeper.

I lean into the pressure, feeling that sharp ache start up inside me. It was there before, and it’s been there since the last time I was naked with my boys...but now it’s keen, sharpened to a fine edge.

Sam and Charlie start using their hands as well as their mouths. Sam looks up at me, clear green eyes serious and almost sad. He reaches up, kissing me.

His kiss is like Adam’s moan a few seconds ago—full of need. It’s a deep, emotional kiss. I can almost feel tears in my eyes, the emotion is so strong.

Adam moans, leaning forward, wrapping his arms around my legs. He brings his chest onto the desk and plunges his tongue into me. His hands, slick with sweet oil, slide over my thighs.

The extra sensation of the oil is phenomenal. It’s more sensuous than anything I’ve ever felt before.

Charlie pauses in his work, smiling at me. He ducks over to the gift basket, pulling out the small jar of edible glitter. He sprinkles it over me, a beautiful, cool fall of sparks glittering against my pale skin.

Charlie pulls off his jacket and shirt, coming over to smooth the glitter with his hands. He uses his tongue across my belly, leaving a slick white trail through the field of dusky gold.

Immediately, his own hands and face pick up the dust. We both shimmer.

I’m starting to feel pressure building inside. My pussy is throbbing with tiny explosions, starting to get hotter. Adam slips one leg up over his shoulder, sliding his hands across the oil as he uses his lips and tongue deeper.

Charlie pops a chocolate on my tongue. Sam is starting to get undressed. Charlie doesn’t immediately get back into it, but he looks into my face.

“You look like you’re thinking too hard. Is there something you need? Anything. I’ll get it for you.”

Adam looks up. “Are you okay, sweetie?”

I sit up, looking between them, my pussy starting to burn.

“There’s something I want to try. If it’s okay with you.”

“Sure.”

“Of course.”

“Why didn’t you say so!”

I grin, half wickedly, half innocently. “I want all three of you inside me. At the same time. I want to come with all of you in me.”

The boys look at each other, silly grins stretching their faces. We talk for a few seconds about how we want to do it, and then we get into position by the desk.

Sam sits down on the edge of the desk. Charlie gets up behind him. Adam supports me as I climb into Sam’s lap.

I’m so wet and throbbing that he slides in so quickly. I gasp, clutching Sam’s shoulders.

I wrap my legs around him, and Adam is behind me, holding my upper arms. He uses the sweet musky oil on his cock.

With my arms and legs around Sam, I kiss him hard, and he wriggles, just a bit, making his hard cock jiggle inside me. I clench my lower muscles as hard as I can, grinning at him as I hold his cock still.

“Someone’s been working out,” he whispers in my ear.

Adam comes up behind me, dressed only in his shirt now, cock oiled and magnificent. He puts a hand on my shoulder as he slowly slides his cock into my ass.

The oil is warm and slippery, adding a whole new sensation. Adam puts his oily hands on my shoulders, rubbing my neck gently.

He leans over to whisper in my ear. “Are you okay? Everything how you want it?”

“Yes.” I lean back against him. “Everything’s perfect.”

Charlie bends down behind Sam. As I put my mouth up, ready for his cock, he places a thin wafer of dark chocolate on my tongue. Just as I close my eyes and moan with pleasure, he slides his cock into my mouth.

The chocolate dissolves on my tongue, sending my already overworked pleasure centers into overdrive. My tongue presses against Charlie’s hard shaft. I start sucking him slowly, pressing my lips around the hard, throbbing base of his massive cock.

Sam sits quietly, holding my waist to keep me balanced. Adam has my shoulders as he thrusts slowly, in and out of my ass.

I can’t move. I’m completely pinned, at their mercy. I feel like I’m caught in the jaws of some wild thing, so full of tension I might expire of heart failure before the sweet consummation.

My pussy is clenching, tighter and tighter, but Sam doesn’t move, just holds me around the waist, pressing me to his chest.

Charlie’s dusted in gold glitter, rising and falling above me as he works his cock in and out of my mouth. He slides it right down my throat, then slowly all the way back out again. He’s got the best view and keeps darting his gaze around from his high spot.

I can feel my deepest muscles starting to tremble. My lips clamp down hard on Charlie’s cock as the tension starts to build. My clit starts burning and aching.

My head falls back; my arms feel loose. The explosions are rocking through me, orgasms building on each other and pounding out of my pussy, shuddering around Sam’s hard cock.

Sam keeps a tight hold on me as Charlie takes advantage of my pose and thrusts his cock hard and fast down my throat.

He groans, gasping out long wretched sounds as he holds the base of his cock. Sweet juices pour into my mouth. I gulp, trying to swallow, glittering white drops running over my lips and down my chin.

Head rolled back, I close my eyes, letting my tongue seek out and chase those drops.

My pussy throbs, gripping Sam’s cock hard as it starts another cascade of explosions. Sam feels it and starts thrusting as hard as he can from his angle, grunting and muttering.

“God. Oh god, Lacey, I love you. I fucking love you!”

The multiple orgasms keep coming. My pussy feels almost bruised where it aches, gripping Sam’s cock.

Warm waves of pleasure roll through me, along Adam’s shaft and up my spine. Through my pussy and into my burning clit.

I can’t feel my legs or my arms. All I can feel is my hot, wet pussy wrestling its thousands of muscles against Sam’s hardness. With each convulsion, more wetness comes pouring down from deep inside.

I’m loose; my joints don’t work. I’m a marionette, a puppet, and my strings are cut.

Sam holds me tight as Adam slams his cock in, hard and fast until he comes. He gasps as he comes, staggering away and falling to the floor.

Sam touches my jaw, bringing my eyes back to him. I blink lazily, and he kisses me deeply, cock shifting deep inside me. He waits to feel my pussy tremble.

Once he feels the hot, wet muscles start to explode once more, he swings me back into one arm, reaching down to rub my clit hard with his fingers.

I let out a happy yell as my clit pulses, making my pussy clench hard around Sam’s cock.

“Oh god. Oh fucking god.”

All the multiple orgasms pile on top of each other as my clit spasms, burning hot. I can’t breathe. My legs jerk against Sam’s sides as the hot currents of lust run screaming through my body, setting alight goosebumps from one end of my skin to the other.

I collapse against Sam, completely spent, pussy finally giving up its tension to go wet and loose. Forehead on Sam’s shoulder, I gasp for air, hips rocking with the nerve memory of the last few minutes.

“Yes, yes, yes.”

It pours out of him in ragged gasps as he jerks me up and down, my spasming pussy treating his cock to a variety of pressure. As he comes, he lifts me up, and we get down on the floor, falling between Charlie and Adam.

We wrap ourselves together, sweat and heavy breathing joining as one.

Charlie murmurs softly, “But you didn’t get to come with all of us inside you.”

I smile, reaching out to stroke his arm.

I can hardly use my voice I’m so out of breath. Lucky for me, I sound breathy and sexy, not sick.

“I started coming with all of you inside me. Once I started, I just couldn’t stop.” I give a satisfied laugh, trying to get my breath back. “Don’t worry, guys. There will always be more.”