Forced Submission: Book 1-6 Part 20

Sliding into Leila is like coming home. Her hips try to rise, but I have her pinned to the bed. She is utterly at our mercy. The feeling of finally having her, having something we've been craving for so long, is surreal. Any trace of guilt I had about what we've done to make her ours washes away in this moment. It was worth everything, and we'll do whatever it takes to keep this woman chained to us for the rest of our lives. She's worth fighting for, no matter the lengths we had to go to to have her.

Her warm p.u.s.s.y clenches around me so tightly I almost c.u.m. I close my eyes against the sheer pleasure of it and try to control myself. It's too fast, too soon. I want to hold on to this moment for just a little longer. We've been waiting so long to have it, and I don't want it to be over before it has even begun.

I hold myself inside her, bottoming out in her p.u.s.s.y. She continues to pulse and clench around me, her body begging me to move.

"You feel that, Leila? Your p.u.s.s.y wants it. She's trying to suck the c.u.m right out of me. I bet if I didn't even move, she'd milk every drop I had until there was nothing left in my b.a.l.l.s."

"f.u.c.k you," she bites out, making Kellan and Remy laugh behind me. I smile against her neck before I kiss her there, then bite it. Her hips try to buck again as I taste the saltiness on her skin.

"Seems to me like your p.u.s.s.y is the one trying to do the f.u.c.king."

"Please," she begs, the word coming out in a strangled moan.

"Please' what? Keep going? Please let you f.u.c.k my c.o.c.k, or please f.u.c.k my c.u.n.t? Because really, those are the only options you have here. We saw what happens when we let you pick what you want, so now we'll be giving the orders."

She jerks against the binds at her wrists, and the need to show her how true my words are takes over. I start to roughly thrust in and out of her, pinning her to the bed with each thrust. Her moans fill the room as I slide in and out of her wet p.u.s.s.y. The mixture of our combined pleasure coats my c.o.c.k.

"You feel all that c.u.m in your p.u.s.s.y? That's us. Taking you. Claiming you. Making you ours. Now I'm going to coat your p.u.s.s.y, too." As I thrust, she clenches at my words. I can feel the bed moving with my own movements, but I can't bring myself to slow down. I want her to know how serious I am. What this means. "You'll never be free of us," I whisper into her ear, not caring now if I c.u.m too soon. It doesn't matter. She'll be in our bed every night for the rest of our lives. I can take her whenever the f.u.c.k I want to.

Her sweet c.u.n.t locks around my c.o.c.k at my words, another o.r.g.a.s.m ripping through her body. The contractions pull my o.r.g.a.s.m from me as I empty myself inside her. Jets of s.e.m.e.n spill from my c.o.c.k and coating her walls. This binds us all together. We've all claimed her now.

Her name rips from my throat. My voice is almost unrecognizable as everything that just happened seems to settle into place. Her limp body lies besides me as I let my c.o.c.k slip free from her perfection, c.u.m spilling out with it.

Pulling back, I look down at Leila. Her eyes are closed, her face completely relaxed, and her fiery red hair laid out all around her. She looks like an angel. I turn her face towards me. Her eyes don't open when I place a soft kiss on her full lush lips before reluctantly pulling away.

"f.u.c.k, I think that last o.r.g.a.s.m knocked her out," Remy says, and I silently agree. I have the urge to fall onto the bed next to her, I'm so exhausted. My b.a.l.l.s hurt from how many times she's coaxed an o.r.g.a.s.m from me.

Not wanting to wake her, I pull myself from the bed before dropping down into a chair. Remy sits opposite me. Kellan sits down on the bed next to her, stroking her hair as she sleeps. A look of pure pleasure and happiness crosses his face, something I'm sure is on my face, too.

"As much as I wanted her to come to us, I have no regrets," Kellan says to us while still looking down at Leila.

"I think she wanted this," Remy adds, motioning to the room.

I have to agree. Leila lives in a world of her own in a nice safe bubble where no one can try to hurt her. She lost her parents her first year of college and has been alone ever since. She's just trying to make her way and get herself through school.

She shut herself off from the outside world, I believe, because she never wanted to experience loss again. My only regret is we hadn't found her sooner. I regret that we weren't there to comfort her in her time of need.

Now she'll never know loneliness again. There will always be one of us at her side. It wouldn't be any other way. We are too far gone for her, and we can give her what she needs if she just lets us. We can fill her life with happiness again.

But in true Leila fas.h.i.+on, she dug her s.e.xy little heels into the ground and made us push harder.

"I think we learned a little something about our sweet girl tonight," I tell them, drawing both of their eyes to me. "She likes it a little rough, and she enjoys the fight. We should've seen that sooner. Maybe if we had, we'd be working on putting a second baby inside her by now."

They both nod.

"I don't give a f.u.c.k. At least we've got her now. A little bit of my charm and I'll have her all warm and cuddly in our bed by the end of the night." Remy snaps his finger while flas.h.i.+ng a smirk that always seems to get him what he wants, whether it be getting some information on a case or just getting his coffee quicker at Starbucks.

"Never seen it work on Leila before," I remind him, going in for a small friendly dig. Remy's smirk drops, and Kellan snorts.

"Didn't you see? I got her all warmed up for my charms now. She milked my c.o.c.k like she couldn't get enough of it," he retorts. The reminder of her p.u.s.s.y around my c.o.c.k makes my d.i.c.k start to come back to life.

"How long do you think it will take us to get her to calm? I'd like to get her to come home with us willingly," Kellan says, going back to playing with Leila's hair.

I don't answer him, nor does Remy make another playful joke because the question is all too real. We want her to come home. A home that the three of us made just for her.

We all sit in silence, the tension growing thicker by the minute. f.u.c.k this. No way am I going down this road all over again. I put us down this path and I'm not looking back. No more second guessing and letting her push us away again. The past few hours have been the best I've ever had, coming just ahead of the day she walked into our lives. This day's only better because I know what she taste like and what she looks like when she c.u.ms. This time she's ours.

Rising from my chair so abruptly it falls back and hits the floor, I make my way back to the bed to free her.

"Start the shower," I say to Remy as I pull her from the bed and into my arms. Her sleepy eyes open and look around the room like she forgot where she was for a moment. I think for a second she's going to fight, but she doesn't. I make my way to the bathroom with Kellan right behind us.

"We'll f.u.c.k her into submission until she knows nothing but us, craves only us," I tell them when we enter the bathroom, heading straight for the shower. "Now we're going to clean her, and then get her dirty all over again."

7.

Damon

Remy opens the gla.s.s door for us, and we all file into the shower. It's already warm and filling with steam. The shower is nearly identical to the one we have at home. It's gigantic, with several shower heads and a bench for sitting. Or for other things we have planned for our woman.

I cradle Leila in my arms and hold her under the warm water as Remy and Kellan start to soap up her body. She doesn't say a word, just lets all of us tend to her, leaning her head back and closing her eyes as the steam surrounds us.

"It's easier when you don't fight us," I say as I rinse off her legs.

Her eyes open and she looks at us, biting her lip. I think she's intimidated by the three of us, and why shouldn't she be? We just tied her to the bed and took turns f.u.c.king her. I'm sure she's aware we intend to keep doing it.

"Leila, we've wanted you from the second we saw you, and we knew you felt the same," Kellan says as he rinses her hair. "You felt the charge between the four of us. And you knew the three of us wanted you. You tried to hide your desire for us, but you couldn't. Clearly this was a drastic approach, but it seems this situation called for drastic measures."

I stand her up on her feet, and the three of us circle her, our hard c.o.c.ks jutting out and b.u.mping her soft flesh as we move in closer.

Remy growls beside me and inches even closer. "I think you should show us how much you want us. How sorry you are that you made us do this to you. I think you should get on your knees, Leila."

"Why?" she whispers, but looks up at him and licks her lips. The question escapes breathlessly from her mouth.

Kellan leans down and bites her shoulder, making her moan.

"Because, love," I say, grabbing her jaw gently, "deep down, you want to. You want us, and you want to make us happy. So get on your knees and open your mouth."

I drop a hand towel onto the floor for her knees. I feel her intake of breath and a slight tremble in her movements as she lowers to her knees in the shower. Once she's there, we all surround her, c.o.c.ks in our hands, stroking to the sight of her below us.

"f.u.c.k, I won't last like this," Remy says, pumping his c.o.c.k harder.

I rub my own c.o.c.k, and Kellan does the same. I see him reach out, touching her face with his free hand, and Leila automatically leans in to the touch, opening her mouth.

"You want this, don't you, love?" I ask, and she nods her head just slightly. Kellan pushes the tip of his c.o.c.k past her lips, and she greedily sucks him down her throat.

"Now go around the circle," Kellan says as he pulls out of her mouth and guides her over to me.

Leila moves between the three of us, sucking so sweetly as we each stroke off, waiting our turn. Her mouth is nearly as hot and tight as her p.u.s.s.y, and we're all ready to come after only a couple of rotations.

"On three," I grit out, and Leila leans back, opening her mouth and holding up her t.i.ts for us. "One, two, three."

I barely make it to "three" before my c.u.m starts to splash across her chin and chest. Remy and Kellan follow close behind, each of us leaving little trails of c.u.m on her mouth and t.i.ts.

"So f.u.c.king beautiful," Remy whispers as we help Leila up off the tile floor.

"Sit over here, love, and we'll clean you up again."

The three of us are well over six feet, so the bench in the shower is set high up on the wall. We help Leila sit there as we each tend to her body, cleaning away our s.e.m.e.n and tenderly kissing every inch of her.

"Prop your feet up. Let us clean all of you." I help her raise her feet and spread her knees so that she's fully exposed to us. "Such a pretty p.u.s.s.y."

"She's f.u.c.king gorgeous," Remy says as he reaches down, gently was.h.i.+ng her p.u.s.s.y. Leila moans and arches her back. "She's f.u.c.king soaked, and it's not from the shower. I think sucking the three of us off got her worked up. She's been through a lot today already. I should probably kiss her p.u.s.s.y and make it better."

"I think it's time we worked on her a.s.s. Especially if the three of us want to take her together tonight." I move around to where Leila is sitting and slide in behind her on the bench. I pull her up on my lap and drape her legs over mine. She's fully exposed to Remy and Kellan as I hold her against my chest and kiss her shoulder. "You want to take all of us at once, don't you?"

She leans her head against mine, allowing me to run my tongue across her neck and kiss my way up to her ear. She moans a little at my words and gently nods.

"Say the words, love. Tell us you want this," Kellan says as he and Remy kneel in front of her.

Leila looks down and reaches out, touching each of them. "Yes." It's barely a whisper, but she's saying she wants it. We would have gone to any lengths to convince her, but it's even better that she feels this, too.

I watch as Remy goes to her p.u.s.s.y, licking and sucking on her c.l.i.t, while Kellan kisses the inside of her thighs, moving his hands higher.

Wrapping my arms around her, I hold her close as the two of them get her body ready for us. I feel her tense as Kellan's fingers find her back entrance, and I run my tongue along the edge of her ear.

"You've never had a man there before, have you, Leila?" I whisper.

"N-n-no," she stutters.

I lick the sh.e.l.l of her ear again and move my hands to cup her t.i.ts. I pinch her nipples as Remy sucks her c.l.i.t and as Kellan penetrates her a.s.s. "Just relax and let him in. Focus on the pleasure Remy is giving you. Think about what it's going to feel like with one of us in your c.u.n.t, one of us in your a.s.s, and the other in your mouth." I slip my thumb past her lush lips and feel her suck on it as she lets out another moan.

"G.o.dd.a.m.n, her a.s.s is gripping my finger so tight," Kellan says as he nibbles the inside of her thigh. "Remy has got her soaking wet, and it's dripping down to her a.s.shole. f.u.c.k, I think she needs two fingers in there."

"That's it, Kellan. Get her a.s.s ready for me. Make sure I can fit my d.i.c.k in there while you f.u.c.k her pretty p.u.s.s.y. I think Remy needs to c.u.m down this sweet throat."

I look down and see Remy and Kellan attack her with excitement. All of us want to take her at once. We've been talking about it for so long and fantasizing about all the ways we would have her. It's time we got what we've been waiting for.

"Just let go, Leila. Give us what we want." My words have her arching against me, my rock-hard c.o.c.k digging into her a.s.s. "c.u.m, Leila. c.u.m all over them and let us get inside every hole."

Taking my thumb out of her mouth, I reach down and pinch both of her nipples hard just as I see Kellan working another finger inside her a.s.s. The pleasure combined with the pain has her screaming her o.r.g.a.s.m in the shower, the echo bouncing off the tiles.

It's music to my ears, and I nearly c.u.m all over her back at the melody.

Remy and Kellan sit back, petting her gently as she comes down from her highest peak yet. I look over at them and nod. "It's time."

8.

Leila

Remy reaches down and scoops me up into his arms, rinsing me off one last time before carrying me out of the shower. Kellan and Damon follow closely behind me, grabbing towels.

When Remy stands me on my feet, I cling to him, trying to find my balance. My legs are like jello after all the o.r.g.a.s.ms that they've forced from me.

"Steady, love. We've got you." Damon kneels behind me and runs the warm towel down my legs as Kellan dries off my hair. I feel so taken care of, and I close my eyes and sigh at the feeling of contentment that washes over me.

After I lost my parents and had to work my way through college, I just tried to find a job to pay the bills. The first time I walked into their office for the interview, they didn't ask a single question before they told me I was hired.

I felt it too that day but was terrified to admit it. What woman wants to admit to not only instant attraction to three men, but to a feeling that went much much deeper? As time went on and we spent more time together, I tried to put a wall up and deny what I knew they felt, too. I couldn't admit to myself that I was in love with three men, and acting on it felt like I was admitting it out loud.

It's completely crazy, but as I stand here, surrounded by them, by their love, I don't give a f.u.c.k what anyone else says.

Damon got me in here and tied me to the bed before I even knew what was happening. I think I tried to fight, but truth be told, it was a feeble effort. I wanted to be theirs, and I knew getting tied to the bed would make that happen.

Kellan tosses his towel on the counter and reaches down to scoop me up. He carries me back to the bed. I know what's coming. I know what they've promised to give me, and I've decided to stop fighting it.

Wanting three men sounds insane, but wanting Damon, Kellan, and Remy sounds right. The four of us together is what I've been dreaming of, and if they're ready to give in to this, then so am I. I'm done denying all of us what we want, and I'm ready to live the fantasy I've acted out in my head since the second I saw them.

When Kellan places me in the middle of the bed, I lie back and watch as the three of them stand and look at me. Their eyes are hungry and their c.o.c.ks are hard. I'm nervous about having all three of them in me at once, but I know they will make sure it's good for me. Even with how hard they've taken me and how deliciously used they've made me feel, they've always made sure my pleasure was the priority.

I can't help but think this scenario might sound ridiculous to someone if I tried to explain it, but being here in this moment and feeling what I feel, it's perfect.

I lie back on the bed, propping myself up on my elbows. Slowly, I spread my legs wide, showing them what's theirs. Three pairs of eyes zoom in between my legs, and the men start to stroke their hard c.o.c.ks.