"Do you remember where my playroom is?" Callan asked. He was standing by the door to the hallway, looking at me like he wanted to devour me.

"Yes, Sir," I answered with a shaky voice.

"Good. I want you to go there and present for us," he ordered and walked away, leaving me standing with a freshly cleaned ass and a heart that beat a mile a minute.

His playroom wasn't far to walk, but I felt vulnerable as I walked his hall naked. It was weird, feeling vulnerable naked outside the bedroom, especially when they all knew my body so intimately. I mean, Callan had just used an anal douche on me; there wasn't anything more intimate than that.

He must've already turned on the lights in the room because it was bright as I stepped inside. I didn't hesitate as I lowered myself to the ground, in a position I was now familiar with. My butt rested on my heels as I spread my knees and pushed out my chest.

It was crazy how fast I had gotten used to this; It almost felt like second nature–almost, not entirely. Yet. This time, I didn't have to wait for long until I heard the door open and close.

My bare skin pebbled under their intense gaze, and my breathing sped up. I'd been with each of them this week, but having them all here, watching my naked body heightened my every sensation–even the feel of their gaze burned me.

"What is your deepest, darkest desire?" Callan inquired from right behind me.

"M-my w-what?" I asked, "Sir," I hurried up to add. I wanted him to clarify if he meant what my body thought he'd meant. My stomach had tightened at the word desire, and my mind brought forth a picture of something I'd been day–and night–dreaming about ever since I'd seen these men.

"What's your biggest sexual desire? If you could ask for anything tonight, to experience something you've always wanted, what would it be?" Mateo was the one to answer me. His voice came from in front of me, though he wasn't so close that I could see him with my head bent down.

Letting out a shaky breath, I knew I had to answer. It had always been hard for me to be open about my sexuality and wants. Still, I trusted them more than I've trusted anyone with this side of me. "To be f-filled up, Sir. To be used by all t-three of you, at the same time," I stammered, unused to voice these kinds of things.

Someone bent down and whispered in my ear, "You're in luck, baby girl, because we want to give you that." Gideon's voice washed over me, making me wet and needy. It had this deep bass quality that had me shivering in pleasure, and fuck if I wasn't just as addicted to Callan's soft, silky tone and Mateo's mischievous one.

I could feel my heart stuttering when I registered what he'd said. They wanted to give me my deepest desire. They would be with me, use me–together. The thought of being manhandled by three that used my body for their pleasure was almost enough to make me come. All I needed was just one tiny touch on my throbbing clit, and I would be pushed over the edge.

"What do you say to that?" Mateo inquired.

"Thank you, Sirs," I started; the lust in my voice made it sound husky and low. With a growl from Gideon, I added, "And thank you, Daddy."

"I think our sweet little sub would like that very much," Callan chuckled darkly as he talked to his friends like I wasn't even there. I found it hot.

"Oh, I have no doubt about that. First, she needs to be ready. I want her on the bed, desperate and begging for us to take her," Mateo added, his desire clear and thick in his tone, making his voice darker than what he usually sounded like.

Movements to my left grabbed my attention. I heard footsteps as someone walked away from me, and a few seconds later, a drawer opened. Before I could figure out what was happening, Callan barked, "Get your ass up on the bed. We want you on your back with your legs spread."

Raising from my position on the floor, I walked towards the bed, my head was still down, and my eyes were trained on the floor. I felt their gaze on me, and I intentionally put some sway in my hips.

A groan and then a muttered swear was heard from behind me, and I couldn't help the smile that tugged on my lips. I was slowly getting more confident around them and more comfortable in my own body. It was crazy how a change like that could happen so fast–I guess it all had to do with what sort of people I surrounded myself with. Earlier, I'd only been with guys who I didn't trust–and guys that didn't have the best character. Choosing the wrong people to share my body with hindered any sort of progress.

These guys–my beautiful and scary dominants–never made me feel like less than because I wasn't experienced in bed. They never made me feel unsure of myself.

They made me push out of my own comfort zone and made me start living the way I had always wanted. With them, I didn't feel shame for having the desires I had.

With them, I was safe.

I laid down on the bed, precisely like Callan instructed me to, on my back with my legs spread. I stared up at the black ceiling, only now noticing the tiny dots shining over me, like miniscule stars. It looked like there were hundreds of them.

The bed dipped on both my sides. From my peripheral vision, I could see that it was Callan and Mateo–Callan to my left and Mateo to my right. They were both naked, but I couldn't see the details of their glorious bodies.

"You're allowed to look now," Mateo informed me, and I didn't hesitate as I turned towards him. Deep blue eyes met my darker ones. They shone with mischief and hunger, making my pulse speed up along with my breathing. Mateo was the beautiful one in their group–cheeky but confident.

The dirty blond hair was swept back from his face, letting me see the dark circles under his eyes. The five o'clock shadow he had told me he hadn't shaved in a day–he was usually clean-shaven.

My eyes trailed downwards. He didn't have the same muscle mass as the other two, but that wasn't to say he hadn't any. He was lean, and I knew if I touched him, all I would feel was smooth skin.

His cock was long and thick and looked hard enough that it must hurt not to give it the release it wanted. He was uncircumcised like I'd seen Callan was too, and I found I liked it. Before them, I didn't think I'd ever been with someone who wasn't circumcised. I'd heard that it could make the sex even better. I didn't know if that was a fact–all I knew was that they had pleasured me in ways that no-one else had before them.

I didn't know about Gideon, though. He hadn't let me see him naked before. But either way, he definitely knew a way around a woman's body, that was for damn sure.

My eyes shifted to Callan, and I took him in. He was more handsome than beautiful, with his rugged brown hair and a sharp and prominent jaw. His lips were pressed tight in a stern line as he watched me watching him. He looked at me almost lazily, but it was impossible to miss the raw need in those piercing green eyes.

His body was a mix between Mateo's and Gideon's, with pecs and abs for days. One day, I hoped I would get permission to trail my hands over his body and get to know it like he had gotten to know mine.

It was his curved dick–or more correctly, his piercing–that seemed to tug my attention towards it. I knew how the steel felt inside me, stroking my walls like nothing I'd ever felt before. It must've been painful to get it but fuck if my pussy weren't happy that he'd done it. I wondered how it would feel in my ass...

A buzzing sound filled the room, distracting me from my thoughts of the delicious piercing and what pleasure it could bring me.

I found Gideon standing in front of me and recognized the vibrator he had in his hands–it was the same one I had at home in my nightstand, a womanizer. My clit throbbed even more just by looking at it, knowing what it could do. The best orgasm I'd had on my own was with that toy. He turned it off the second my attention was on him.

Gideon moved to the bed in front of me. He was still dressed in his suit, though he'd ditched his tie and jacket. I was disappointed, hoping I would get a peek at what he looked like underneath. The only time I'd seen him without a shirt, it hadn't been enough. He'd covered himself up before I could look my fill. Where Mateo was beautiful, and Callan was handsome, Gideon was the deadly one. He had a raw power I hadn't seen in anyone else. There was this inner strength in him that I'd only gotten a glimpse of before his walls had shut me out.

He got up on the bed and sat down between my legs. His eyes zeroed in on my needy pussy, and I just knew he saw how drenched I already was–even when no-one had touched me yet.

With torturous slow movements, he placed the silicone tip on my bundle of nerves. My hips buckled as soon as he turned the vibrator on–it felt like someone was sucking on my clit and massaging it at the same time.

Both Callan and Mateo placed a hand on each of my hips, holding me still as Gideon change the setting and the sucking sensation became stronger. It was too quick, too intense for my poor body. I'd been in a state of constant horniness for hours, and this sudden intensity was too much.

Not even a minute later, and I was fighting not to come, but I knew it was a losing battle unless Gideon took the toy away from me.

"Don't hold back, gorgeous," Mateo said, his thumb stroking my skin as he held me in place. "You're allowed to come."

My back arched, and my toes curled as the pleasure swept through me. I cried out my release and kept crying out when Gideon didn't stop the vibrator. He still had it on my clit and even increased the setting as my body shuddered from the feeling.

"Please, it's too much!" I whimpered. I was too sensitive right after an orgasm, but he didn't listen to me. Instead, Gideon held it in place long enough for it to stir a renewed pleasure inside me. I came again on a scream as my pussy clamped down on nothing but air.

Gideon finally shut it off, and I was back to staring at the ceiling, trying to get my breathing under control.

A finger circled my entrance before pushing it in. "Fuck, she is wet," Mateo groaned. A moan escaped me as he tapped my g-spot. Apparently, my clit needed a break, but my pussy didn't.

I felt a second finger joining the first, and I tried to spread my legs even more to give him space. It felt so good. It wasn't too intense like the womanizer had been. Instead, my pleasure built up gradually, almost calmly.

Another finger started pushing in with the other two, and I gasped at the stretch. Looking down, expecting to see Mateo finger fucking me, I found that it wasn't just Mateo, but all of them.

Holy fuck. My three dominants were finger-fucking me–together. The thought made the sensation they'd created in me even more potent. My pussy walls squeezed their fingers, and Callan cursed.

Mateo looked up at me and asked me, "What do you want, gorgeous?" He kept my gaze locked on his as they started fucking me harder with their fingers. I could feel my juices wetting the bed beneath my ass.

"I want you, all of you," I whispered; my voice was a husky, desperate mess. "Please fuck me, Sirs. I need you inside me." Making eye contact with Gideon, I added, "Please, Daddy."

Hi guys! Thank you so much for your patience last week. I needed that break more than I realized. Lately, it's been hard writing everyday, so it felt great to take some "me time" and relax with good books, series and movies. I had so many plans to be productive, but I'm a master at procrastinating. Hope you all are doing well

I took your advice and made an Inkitt account. My username there is the same as the one here (CorneliaFields). I'm posting chapters on that acc twice a day from the start of the book until it catches up to this one. Don't worry though, I'll still stay on Wattpad as long as they don't delete my work!

For my readers living in Texas, I hope you're all okay and that you have a safe place to stay at. Sending all my love