Chapter 80 Taken By The Tide

Chapter 80 Taken By The Tide
Selene

The cabin feels like sin incarnate.

Golden candlelight flickers off mirrored walls. The enormous custom bed is dressed in deep crimson sheets—soft, cool, begging to be ruined. Leather cuffs dangle from polished steel posts. The wall beside the bed glints with polished chrome dildos, riding crops, and silk ropes. Every surface smells faintly of lust and leather and anticipation.

I step into the center of the room and let the silence stretch as I face them—all three of them watching me like predators circling prey.

“I want you,” I say. “All of you.”

Adrian’s eyes darken.

John licks his bottom lip.

Kostas is doesn't waste time and drops the towel he had wrapped around his waist .

They descend on me like a storm.

Adrian’s mouth is the first to find mine, all heat and hunger. His hands slide down my waist, gripping my ass as he kisses me like he needs it to breathe. Kostas presses behind me, kissing the curve of my neck, dragging his teeth along my shoulder while his hands slide around to cup my breasts. John kneels at my feet, spreading my legs as his tongue traces a path up my inner thigh.

I gasp, shuddering as hands and mouths claim me from every direction.

John lifts me like I weigh nothing and lays me back on the bed, my legs still draped over the edge. He kneels between them, kissing my swollen clit with worshipful reverence before licking me open—slow, deep, wet. I arch and moan as Kostas leans over, kissing me hungrily, while Adrian tweaks my nipples with practiced precision.

I gasp. “I need—” the sensation of having three mouths and on me is driving me crazy with need. 

Adrian doesn’t wait. He steps between my thighs as John moves aside and pushes in with one hard, perfect thrust.

I scream his name.

He drives into me, deep and thick, setting a punishing rhythm while Kostas feeds me his cock from above, and and sucks John’s cock, as john watches every second, panting like a beast and filming us from his POV. 

Adrian grits his teeth. “You feel so fucking good, Selene—so tight, so perfect, I've missed pleasing you."

He grabs the cuffs, tying my wrists above my head as he pounds harder, deeper, until he loses control and groans loudly, burying himself to the hilt as he comes inside me—hot and thick.

He kisses me breathlessly, then pulls out and makes room.

Kostas is next.

He flips me onto all fours, dragging my ass up and slamming into me from behind, one hand fisted in my hair, the other spreading my cheeks as he fucks me like a man who’s waited far too long, John is laying under me and licking my clit while Adrian’s strokes Johns cock .

“You’re mine now,” Kostas growls. “.

He spanks me once, just hard enough to make me yelp and come , and then groans deeply, thrusting hard one final time as he floods me with his release.

I can feel it drip down my thighs as he pulls out—and I love it.

John is already stroking himself, his eyes wild with need.

“Your turn,” I whisper hoarsely, writhing against the sheets, my body wrecked and desperate.

He kisses me deeply, pulls my legs wide apart, and slides in.

Slow.

Deep.

And then he loses his mind.

He fucks me like I’m the only thing anchoring him to reality. He doesn’t stop until I’m screaming his name, until his thrusts turn ragged and he buries his face in my neck and comes inside me, groaning my name like a vow.

We collapse together in a tangle of limbs and sweat and come.

All of us.

Spent.

Marked.

Breathless.

I lie there—legs trembling, wrists still bound, dripping with the come of three beautiful, filthy men—and I’ve never felt more powerful. More loved. More alive.John removes my hands from the restraints as Kostas and Adrian take turns and lick my slit lapping up the combination of our mixed essence. I come again and John steps in with a damp rag and wipes me . The three are hard again and I demand a show and sit back and watch my three men fuck each other . Watching them pleasure each other turns me on so much . Especially how uninhibited they are with each other .
I watch each take a turn being spit roasted. And it is by far one of the hottest things I've seen .
When I finally allow them to cum it's by them standing at the foot of the bed jerking their hard thick cocks for me while I watch . Once they are done and we are showered we jump back into the custom made bed 

Kostas pulls the sheet up and wraps it around us all, his voice low in my ear.

“Tomorrow,” he says, “we start again.”