Saints of the Syndicate by Natalie Nicole
Chapter 30
Bethani
Horn dogs. I live with horn dogs.
Twenty minutes after Sinclair ordered half the damn menu, two men came in wheeling massive carts full of snacks, meals, and refreshments. While I just snacked on random things that sounded good, the guys each had massive steaks with an assortment of sides. How they pile all that food away like they do and still look like the fucking drool worthy gods they are, I’ll never know. If I were to eat like that, my ass would be twice the size it is now.
Now we are all just chilling on the massive bed watching a movie, but it doesn’t take long before they start their teasing.
I’m lying on Sinclair’s chest between his legs, and Giovanni is between mine with Declan laying facing the foot of the bed. But of course, he still has to have a form of contact with me by grazing his hand gently against my leg.
Sinclair’s massive hands come up to my shoulders and slowly start massaging me. “That feels amazing. Please don’t stop,” I whisper breathlessly as his thumbs put just enough pressure between my shoulder blades to light my body on fire. He just chuckles and keeps going as my head starts to lull back and my eyes close.
I’m vaguely aware of Declan moving off the bed, but my eyes don’t open back up until Giovanni shifts, flipping over to face me. Giving him a look, I say, “What are you doing mister?” He just smiles sweetly and starts kissing my thighs. Moving up one side and down the other, but never touching my pussy. When he gets down to the bottom of my left leg, he switches back over to my right. Just when I think he is going to kiss them again, he switches to gentle nips that have me shooting straight up. “Fucking tease.” I moan, but Sinclair pulls me back into his chest to trap me.
His gravelly voice is in my ear. “Be a good kitten, and stay still. Let G have a taste of that sweet pussy that’s still dripping from Declan’s cock filling you up earlier.” His voice. Fuck. His voice and filthy words instantly turn me into a needy mess. Whimpering, I just nod. A nip and deep suck to my neck have me gasping. “Good girl, kitten. Always so ready to please us.”
“Always, daddy.”
I smirk at the deep growl ripping from Sinclair’s chest at my snarky remark. He loves when I call him that. Turns him into a beast in the best way possible, and I end up extra sated and sore the next day.
Giovanni’s hand slaps my clit as he scolds me, “Don’t tease, Tesoro.”
The shock of his slap has my pussy tightening, and it takes everything in me not to grab his head and bury him between my thighs. “S-sorry,” I grit out. Not necessarily to comply, but because I’m so damn turned on that if these guys don’t start touching me, I’m going to lose my shit.
Declan tosses some things on the bed before climbing back up. I don’t get the chance to see what he brought before he is back in front of me. He’s naked and hard as fuck with his piercing already glistening with pre-cum. Seeing that has me licking my lips, itching for a taste.
“See something you like, sunshine?” His cocky tone has me glancing up to slate gray eyes, and like usual, I’m entranced by the swirling shades and mystery behind them.
Realizing where this is all heading has my skin prickling with tiny currents, my breath hitching, and pussy dripping more and more. Every breath they breathe or feather touch has my body burning to the point of combustion.
“Please touch me. I need you. All of you.”
They have barely touched me and I’m already begging. But I don’t even give a shit for once. Usually I’m all for teasing them a little, but seeing the predatory glares in their eyes at how bad they all want to claim me at the same time has me throwing complete caution to the wind. I’m not even sure of schematics right now, nor do I care.
“What do you want from us, kitten?”
I go to answer, but draw a complete blank when I feel Giovanni’s fingers tracing around my opening before plunging in and swirling around. My head falls back against Sinclair again as my mind frazzles. I feel two fingers, then a third as he stretches me even further, and I can’t control the jerk of my hips as they try to ride his hand.
“Kitten, answer me.” His demanding tone brings me back to this planet just long enough to form a semi coherent sentence.
“A-all of you. However you want me.” I stop to gasp as I feel Giovanni working a fourth finger in me until he is knuckle deep. “Fuck me. Please.”
Words cease to exist as my chin is tilted and Sinclair crushes his lips to mine. He growls, and I open up to his caveman demand. Our tongues tangle momentarily before he tears himself away from me. “Fuck you taste like heaven.”
My oversized t-shirt is ripped from my head as Declan works his way up my body. Starting with a kiss to my clit, just above where Giovanni is working my pussy like it’s an Olympic sport. He slowly makes his way up before his mouth covers one breast, nipping and suckling it while the other hand works the other breast. He’s massaging it in his giant grip before plucking my nipple quickly, which sends jolts to my pussy that clamps down on Giovanni’s hand. “Fuck you are so tight, Tesoro.”
I snake my hands up around Sinclair’s neck for purchase. My grip is tight against his neck as I pull him back down to kiss me. The slight pain has his massive cock jerking against my ass. I moan into his mouth, and he greedily swallows them down as I adjust my feet to grind on his dick and Giovanni’s hands at the same time.
I’m temporarily displaced when I feel the loss of Giovanni’s hands, but he quickly replaces them with his tongue thrusting deep inside me. As he flicks his tongue, I feel his barbell thumping my g-spot.
I’m so overwhelmed by being ravaged by these sex god studs I call boyfriends, that I hardly notice Giovanni’s hand that was just inside me probing my asshole. A slight pinching sensation has me jerking away, but Sinclair’s hand settles on my stomach to keep me in place while Declan pops off my nipple to speak.
“Relax, sunshine. Let G in so he can loosen you up for his cock.”
My eyes widened at that. Oh holy shit, is he serious? He must register my shock because he gives me a sexy as fuck smile.
“Promise, sunshine. We won’t hurt you. You trust us right?”
Even though I’m still lip locked with Sinclair, I’m able to nod that I do. He just smiles, reaches up to kiss my cheek, and dives back to my breasts like a starved man.
My attention is diverted by Giovanni’s intrusion when they all start working in perfect tandem at a fast pace to bring my body to new heights of pleasure. Giovanni’s tongue is delivering a punishing pace of swirls and twirls inside my pussy as a set of fingers find my clit and circle it over and over. Declan’s hand and mouth are biting, sucking, pinching, and twisting my breasts into deliciously achy mounds. Sinclair’s free hand has moved around to control my head as his hand is buried in my hair, gripping enough to cause a slight pain that has me feeding him all the babbling noise I can give him while his lips and tongue control my mouth.
The tension in my body is winding tighter and tighter, like a rubber band that is ready to snap into a trillion pieces. Fire is burning in my belly like a raging inferno.
I can feel two of Giovanni’s well lubricated fingers probing at my back entrance again, but instead of fighting it, I welcome it. As two fingers begin the process of stretching me open, the damn breaks. I’m utterly blindsided by the freight train that is my orgasm as he shoves both fingers in...deep. My head jerks back from Sinclair’s hold as I scream in pure ecstasy until my lungs burn from lack of oxygen.
The world goes black as my body twists and turns from the sensation overload. My body goes weightless, and I swear I feel my soul leaving to just float around on a delirious cloud of the unknown.
I’m not even sure how much time passes before I’m able to remotely understand my surroundings. Deep rumbles around me have me moaning from how overly sensitive I feel. Like every little motion sets off a live wire of tingling that feels amazing and weird all at once.
One of their voices has me blinking in disbelief until I can regain focus. “Holy fucking shit. You drenched his face!”
As I tilt my head up enough, I can see whoever said that is correct. Giovanni’s lower half of his face is dripping from my explosive orgasm. My jaw drops at the sight.
“Holy shit,” I mutter.
Giovanni just smiles. “Didn’t realize you were a squirter, Tesoro.” He pauses to drag a finger along his face before shoving his finger in his mouth to suck it clean. “Mmmm...Fucking delicious.”
I blush, somehow, at his crude words and actions. “Fucking cavemen,” I mumble as my eyes close to soak in more of the wondrous haze of ecstasy coursing through me.
“Maybe. But we’re your cavemen, sunshine.”
I snort at Declan’s remark, but flip my limp hand dismissively at them.
“Yeah, yeah.”
Strong hands grip ahold of me to lift and turn me until I’m wide-eyed straddling Sinclair. “Nice try, kitten. The fun isn’t over yet.” He smirks as his hands move to my waist to settle me against his erection. He slides me up and down against his massive dick before making the slightest adjustment, and I feel the head of his pierced cock against my entrance.
After that last orgasm, I didn’t think it was possible to be instantly ready for more. But as I feel the slight rocking of his hips with just enough motion to teasingly probe me, my body flares back to life ready for more.
Slowly pushing back, I carefully sink down until his cock is fully sheathed by me, and his head is adding a slightly painful, but welcome discomfort at my womb. His head falls back as I use my kegel muscles to grip him as tight as possible.
“Fuck kitten, how do you always feel so god damn tight.”
Not even bothering to respond, my hands move to rest on his shoulders for guidance as I slowly gyrate my hips in a figure eight motion. His grip tightens as he moves me, so we are almost perfectly chest to chest.
Sinclair rhythmically bucks himself up into me when I’m sliding back down, causing me to spasm around him. In our own little bubble, my eyes are locked onto his commanding emerald eyes. Sinclair has this unique way to make me feel like the rest of the world doesn’t matter. Everything falls to the wayside until he is ready to allow it in.
While most of the time that sliver of hate lingers towards him and his demanding, controlling, OCD way of ruling with an iron fist, in times like these, I absolutely love it. My horrific past doesn’t threaten to break me. The nasty comments I’ve heard don’t blast through my head, threatening to shred my hard earned self-confidence apart. My mind becomes blank in the most glorious way possible.
A second pair of hands come up behind me, massaging my ass cheeks. A third pair comes and tilts my focus until I realize its Declan and his sexy tattooed and pierced body demanding my attention. “You’re fucking perfect, sunshine. But you are about to look even better in a second.”
My rhythm falters slightly at the sound of a bottle opening behind me. I go to look, but Declan won’t let me. “Focus on me, sunshine. It’s going to hurt for a second, but soon enough all you will feel is pleasure.”
Giovanni’s lips hit that sweet spot where my shoulder and neck meet before I feel the slippery head of his cock sliding between my ass cheeks.
“Pull her down a bit and spread her ass for me.” Giovanni grunts.
Declan adjusts so he is leaning on his side next to Sinclair, and he brings me down with him until I’m flush against his chest. Sinclair’s hands move and spread my cheeks as two of Giovanni’s fingers begin sliding in and out over and over until a third gets added to the mix. A slight stretching has me wincing slightly, but Declan moves to kiss me until I don’t even notice the uncomfortable feeling anymore.
His tongue melts with mine, and I’m lost by the whiskey and him taste. It’s exquisite and draws my focus completely into him. It’s not long before my body takes control as I start riding both Sinclair’s cock and Giovanni’s fingers. Waves of pleasure roll through me as the added pressure from Giovanni’s fingers create a new friction inside me.
“I think she is ready, Gio. Give our greedy girl your cock,” comes Sinclair’s booming voice.
I whine into Declan’s mouth at the loss of Giovanni’s fingers, but the emptiness quickly replaced by a burning sensation as his lubed dick slowly starts to replace his fingers. My eyes go wide at the intense pressure and my body clamps down at the foreign intrusion.
“Fuck, Tesoro. Let me in, baby.”
Tears fill my eyes when he moves and slides in a little further. “It hurts, Giovanni.” My voice breaks just slightly at the end. I want to be able to let him in, but these guys are all so thick and long I don’t see how it’s going to happen.
“Kitten.” Sinclair's stern voice fills my ears and my eyes fall to his. His hypnotic stare entrances me while he speaks. “You will take Giovanni’s cock like the good girl you are. You’re gonna let us fill every greedy hole, and we are going to fuck that vixen body of yours until it’s dripping our cum for a week.”
Filthy words have me falling back slightly into Giovanni’s chest as the movement sucks him into me even more. My breathing is labored, and I feel the dramatic rise and fall of my breasts as a hand skims its way down my stomach to my clit. I’m fluttering around Sinclair and Giovanni, and their wicked growls of pleasure add to the thick layer of arousal floating around us heavily.
The moan that tears through me as Giovanni carefully pushes the rest of the way into me as his hips fall flush with my ass causes all the guys to groan.
“So fucking tight, Tesoro,” is Giovanni’s harsh whisper in my ear. It’s erotic and forbidden and I’m overloaded by the realization of everything; how much they care,how they are doing everything in their power to keep me safe,And how they surprised me with this epic weekend, ending in an intentional claim over me. Mind, body and soul, these brazen, egotistical, ruthless men own me. Irrevocably and with a finesse I never saw coming. They steam rolled their way into my life, flipping it completely upside down, just to rewrite it with their names in a blood oath, never to be reversed.
I don’t even realize I’ve started crying until Declan’s tongue caresses my cheek, lapping up the salty tear that has cascaded down.
“Is everything alright, sunshine?” His voice is laced with concern as he continues, “We can stop if it’s too much for you.”
Shaking my head rapidly, I removed the thoughts from my head as I open my eyes to the men who have undoubtedly stole my heart. Torn into three perfect pieces, each has their slice that I never want to give back.
“No. God no. Please don’t stop.” I pause, inhaling and exhaling deeply for the next part. Opening my eyes back up with steel in my spine, the words fall from my lips, “Fuck me like you own me. Fuck me like you are going to destroy me. I don’t want any of you holding back. Give me your best. Give me your worst. I want it all.”
I finalize the determination in my statement by bearing down against Giovanni and Sinclair, while taking Declan’s cock in my hand and giving him a firm tug. The sounds they make are like music to my ears, but I have one more request to make.
“One more thing….” I trail off, unsure now that I opened my mouth.
Giovanni’s arms wrap around me to fondle my breasts while moving, pulling back gently, and thrusting. The movement reminds me of the complete fullness I feel, and I moan at how just a minute ago pain was exploding through me. But now? Holy shit this feels so damn good. Way better than the plugs Sinclair loves to use, especially if I’ve been bad.
“What’s up Tesoro?” Giovanni’s chocolatey smooth voice glides through me, bringing me back to my request. His slow languid thrusts haven’t stopped, which makes concentrating hard.
“I-I...want to suck on Declan’s cock for a few, then I want Declan to fuck you from behind at the same time you are fucking me from behind, Giovanni.” His movements halt to a stop as Declan’s dick twitches in my hand. I can feel Sinclair jerk below me, which causes his piercing to flick my womb, and I bite my lip to stifle the sound.
“Are you sure about that kitten?” his voice is laced with concern.
Glancing down to the pools of green, I nod. “I’m sure. It’s about my pleasure as much as it is all of yours. And I’m not about to deny the fact that they are bisexual. It’s not fair to them. End of story. That’s my rule to us all being together like this.”
He just stares but nods. “Fair enough, kitten. Now enough fucking talking. I’m ready to fucking die if I can’t fuck you.”
I laugh until his hips thrust up into mine and my laughter dies, instantly replaced by a breathless moan.
Sinclair and Giovanni both start to thrust in and out of me at a torturously precise pace. As Giovanni slams home, burying himself deep inside my ass, Sinclair pulls out to the tip and then does the same thing with a brutal force that shakes me to the core. I can feel the intense fullness as their cocks hit a sweet spot in me while passing each other inside me. I become a screaming mess in a matter of minutes, absolutely in love with the insane current that courses through my body from these dominant men and their pursuit to bring my body to heights of pleasure I’ve never thought were humanely possible.
Feeling a shift on the bed clears some of the lust coursing through me. How the fuck did I forget about Declan? As Sinclair and Giovanni’s punishing thrusts continue, the light bulb dings in my head. These two are how I forgot.
“The fuck, Deck?” Sinclair demands as his grip on my hips tightens.
I’m going to have bruises tomorrow, but I don’t even care. They love seeing their marks on me, and to be honest, I love it too. Seeing how their eyes flare with a protective lust fuels me, so I’ve left my fair share on each of them.
“Fuck off, Sin. Only for a few minutes.”
Declan’s voice above me has me opening my eyes to see where he is. Only instead of his face, I’m greeted by his delicious dripping dick right in front of me, and my mouth instantly waters. Slowly licking my lips, I let my gaze travel up his heavily tattooed body;past those sexy nipple piercings I love toying with to instantly turn him into a horny mess for me,past those full lips with the lower right lip pierced, and up to his swirling granite gaze. When our eyes meet, his lips twist into that signature sexy smirk of his, flashing the slightest amount of his dazzling white teeth.
“Better get to sucking sunshine, before the asshole rips my dick off for straddling him like this.” I glance down long enough to see Sinclair’s trademark glare, clearly pissed Declan is standing straddling him and he has the pleasure of a ball sack hanging in his face.
Smirking because I know it will piss him off more that I find his displeasure hilarious, I revel in what falls out of his mouth as his pace picks up. “Gonna pay for that, kitten. Just fucking wait.”
I smile, egging him on. His punishments are fun, so I’m not worried. I just turn my glance back to the wonderful thick veiny cock in front of me.
Reaching up, I adjust my left hand on Sinclair’s chest for better balance as these cavemen destroy my body in the best way possible with their dicks. Using my right hand, I wrap it around Declan’s base and hold it still as a bead of cum starts to drip down. I quickly stick my tongue out, running it on the underside until I’m lapping up the salty cum on his engorged mushroom head. Passing over his piercing, I run my tongue along his slit to gather as much of his essence before sucking his head deep into my mouth.
Glancing up, I watch in wonder as Declan’s head falls back into the wall with a thud. “God damn, Bethani. So fucking good. Keep sucking my dick like that and I’m gonna blow.”
Smiling around a mouth full of cock, I keep up my pace as I stroke him while sucking, licking, and toying with his piercing.
A quick slap to my ass has me yelping, then moaning because the sting is just adding another amazing layer to everything happening currently.
Sinclair rocks into me and my eyes flit to his as he speaks. “Fuck kitten. Never thought I’d enjoy seeing Declan like this, but fuck me this is hotter than hell. Seeing you taking almost 30 inches of dick like the goddamn fantasy you are. Fucking made for three cocks.”
They’re vulgar words that have me on the brink of orgasm. I shudder around them all, vibrations from my body eliciting sexy rumbles from theirs.
“Damn, Tesoro, never thought I’d find someone that enjoys sucking his dick as much as I do. Bellisimo amore mio.” His sweet words are accentuated with sinful kisses along my neck that light my body on fire.
Declan pops himself out of my mouth, the sight of his glistening head makes me want to pull him right back into me. He steps to one side and crouches down to his knees before bringing me in for a quick but heated kiss. It’s short but full of emotion that none of us are ready to delve into.
Just as fast, he has Giovanni pulled into him for a passionate kiss, and I’m entranced by the sight of them. I’ve never seen them kiss and my body has a visceral response to it. It’s sexy as fuck, and my body is so close to exploding from it as I feel spasms fluttering through my pussy. Sinclair’s deep growl brings me back to him. I bend down as best as possible for being impaled with two cocks to give him a passionate kiss of his own.
The sound of a condom wrapper being torn open along with the lube lets me know this is about to get interesting and quick. Breaking the kiss with Sinclair, I twist my head until I can see Giovanni leaning forward more.
“Gotta give the big boy room.” he winks, making me want to giggle, but Declan’s hand comes down in a harsh slap against Giovanni’s ass. The punishment has him lurching forward, and my hips scream at the angle change.
The rest of me damn near explodes asmy clit grinds on Sinclair’s abdomen, making my eyes cross at how close I am. “Jesus, Declan,” I moan as I attempt to curve the orgasm so we can all come together. “Hurry,” I pant, pleading. “I’m so close.”
I can feel the bed move, and then feel it as Giovanni is pushed further into me, firmly sandwiching me between him and Sinclair. We are all breathing heavily as we all struggle to not blow up. Literally. Figuratively. Whatever.
Giovanni's teeth sink into my shoulder as Declan’s grunts behind him. “Shit you're fucking tight. So fucking turned on by being deep dicked while fucking our girl?”
Another slap rings in the air as Declan swears like a sailor, and Giovanni’s hips jerk, sending my head in a wild spin.
“Sunshine. Put your hands on the head board, baby. Sinclair, hold her hips so she doesn’t pop off you, because this is about to get crazy.” I can hear the sardonic pleasure in his tone. He is thoroughly enjoying bossing us all around, but it’s even more of a turn on when we all listen to him.
My hands are barely settled on the headboard when my body is slammed forward from the exertion Declan is using to bring us all to a unified climax in grand fashion.
The room is quickly filled with loud moans, groans, and babbles of nonsense as our bodies all slap together in a sweaty mess. Sinclair uses his ridiculous strength to fuck me so damn deep my eyes slam shut as I use the headboard for stability to push back onto Giovanni. His and Sinclair’s thrusts are in perfect sync, filling my body to the brim, while Declan’s wild gyrations have us all unstable enough for it to be a complete chaotic perfection.
After a few more body splitting thrusts, my back arches as an earth shattering orgasm splits me open. A strangled scream tears through me as my pussy and ass muscles seize up on both guys at the same time, triggering their orgasms.
“Fuuuckkkkk!” “Holy shit!” “Jesussss!”
Their voices echo loudly through the room as all of their bodies tense around me. Heat floods me as Sinclair and Giovanni spill deep inside me, and I swear I’m coming a second time from it. Manic groans come from them as my body clenches again around their sensitive cocks, and I hear a breathless gasp from one of them.
We all lay on top of each other in a blissed out heap until Sinclair shifts below me. “Someone has to fucking move before I get crushed.”
And that’s our cue to separate.
Both Declan and Giovanni groan. “Fuck me, Gio. Christ,” Declan says then falls to the bed beside me looking like a train ran over him.
A whimper escapes me as Giovanni goes to pull out of me.
“Sorry, Tesoro,” he grunts when he finally pulls out all of the way then kisses between my shoulder blades. “And fuck off, Deck. That was fucking perfect and you know it,” he finishes as he topples to the other side.
When I go to see if I’m even capable of moving, Sinclair’s arms wrap around me to bring me back down to his chest. “Stay, princess. Your body isn’t ready to move yet.” I’m currently too tired to care as a deep yawn escapes me.
Snuggling into his chest I reach out each arm until I find both Declan and Giovanni’s hands, entwining theirs with mine as my eyes grow heavy.
Sinclair speaks with a sleep heavy voice. “Never fucking letting her go.”
“Fuck no,”Giovanni replies.
And not to be outdone, Declan declares,“Over our dead bodies.”
I smile internally as sleep finally overtakes me.
I’m never letting go of any of you either.