Chapter 252: CHAPTER 252

Hi my loves, I really appreciate you coming on this journey with me and reading up to this point.

We're getting to the end of the story and it's going to be a little sad for a while but I've thrown in a bit of excitement in the mix, and I promise things will get really good at the end.

Shout out to Alicia Fernandez, she gave me a brilliant idea for the end and I hope everyone loves reading it as much as I love writing it💖

They washed my body together as though it were a group project: Florian focused on my head, Zade on my body, and Draco on my legs.

You'd think we'd be done quickly but no, everyone was trying to keep their desires concealed even though I could literally hear the hastened breathing all over me. If I were the damn sponge, I would have thrown a tantrum.

But I wasn't any better, my mind was going crazy with all these touches that weren't leading to where I wanted it to.

Florian had probably washed my hair four times by the time Zade finally finished with my breasts and stomach and Draco rubbed my feet as I'd walked through the valley of the shadow of death.

All of these drove sensations into my body, their strong hands suddenly capable of doing soft, sensual things.

"Turn around, Sunshine," Zade whispered, his voice thick with something we could all definitely name.

I wasn't even given the chance to obey the command, Draco flipped me upside down in the bath, my ass jutting out for him.

Florian cupped my cheeks and began washing my face, then slowly caressing it.

I've never been cleaner.

And desperately horny.

Zade was washing my back after taking a deep breath that clearly didn't help with anything, I could see the outline of his cock on his pants, and my mouth watered.

He then reached under and cupped my breasts and my lips parted in a needy gasp, and as though the sensations weren't driving me mad enough, Draco's hands began washing my ass.

And pussy.

He was rubbing the soap back and forth, from one entrance to the other, and I know, that's not supposed to be safe, but then, I'm not really human, so I don't know if it matters.

I just know that this isn't the 'take care of her' that my mother was talking about and it was getting increasingly difficult to keep the moans suppressed.

No matter how often this happens, I still can't get over the three of them bringing this overwhelming pleasure to my body.

Zade squeezed my boobs harder and Florian's thumb slipped into my mouth and I sucked it in instinctively, greedily, needing something more.

It felt like they wanted me to beg, but their restraints are unusually strong, what if it makes them prolong this delicious torture longer?

Draco finally had enough of washing my ass and rinsed it, then he slipped his finger inside, and the moan ripped out of me without any restraint.

I tried.

"Shh," he hissed, "have you forgotten your mother is downstairs?"

Fuck, why does that make my nipples harden?

"He's just washing your ass, Princess," Florian murmured, "are you so desperate for attention that it feels good?"

The culprit added another finger and the stretch made me shut my eyes, hoping that it would stifle in my throat but it was of no use.

"Sunshine," Zade called, squeezing my breasts so deliciously, "do you want to be spanked?"

I shook my head but I'm sure my eyes were saying a completely different thing, my pussy clenching.

"She would like that," Draco grunted, "such a bad girl. Does your mum know how bad you want my hands spanking this pretty ass of yours? Does she know what you desperately need from us right now?"

"Please," I whispered, unable to hold myself any longer.

I pushed my ass into his fingers as they'd stopped moving, and he chuckled darkly.

"That's what I'm talking about," he murmured, grabbing my waist and holding me in place. "Such a needy slut, you don't even care that your mother will hear you getting your ass fingered, huh?"

"She asked us to take care of her, not finger her ass," Florian informed them like he was talking about war reports.

"I'm just trying to make sure she's clean," Draco replied and then proceeded to fuck my ass faster.

The moans lodged in my throat spilt, hoarse, needy and my voice broken.

"Ah, ah, ah," Zade called, "we can't have that. Fill her mouth with your cock, Florian. All that moaning will get her in trouble."

The speed at which his shorts came off should be on some record book and immediately, my mouth was filled with his long cock sliding down all the way to my throat.

I nearly choked on it when fingers slipped into my pussy while Draco's digits were still pulling in and out of my ass.

Tears stung my eyes as pleasure riddled my body and I couldn't even moan or get a second to adjust.

They worked my body to its maximum limit and then some more.

I grabbed the edge of the bathtub as Florian's cock began fucking my throat faster than I could keep up with. He held my throat, putting the right amount of pressure while his waist moved back and forth, and I loved that he was also struggling to keep his moans in.

Zade's hands never left my boobs, but his fingers multiplied to three in my pussy and it was like was in a competition with Draco on who could finger my holes better.

When the orgasm hit me, I heard ringing sounds, my eyes shut and I literally saw stars.

I came back to my body as Florian's cock spewed white, hot cum down my throat.

I didn't have any choice but to swallow everything while he kept breathing heavily, struggling so hard to keep his moans down.

My body was theirs to use, and the pleasure of it was sensational.

"Alright love," Draco's voice was a note higher than usual, "let's get you to bed. You have to sleep, you've worked really hard today, haven't you?"

"Yes, she has," Zade answered for me, carrying me out of the bathtub like a baby, "we have to make sure she's well rested for tomorrow."

I looked at their eyes, at the mischief in them.

Even the stars and the old gods could tell there's no damn way I'm going to sleep with just the tip of the iceberg they'd just given me.

If they won't give it to me by themselves, I'll shove my pussy in their faces until they do something about it.

It's their fault I've become this greedy slut for them after all.

When he dropped me on the bed, they all headed to the closet together to find clothes for me.

What type of nightwear needs three men to find it?

What games are they playing?

I waited with tension for them, my legs spread wide open so they could see my glistening pussy on their way out.

Four can play this game.