“But why?” I asked.
“He thought he could change the world,” Donovan said. “In a way, we all did.”
“Yeah, except he left us there to go through the effects of this place. He knew we would be changed forever, but the CIA was after something else,” Cadmar added. “Pure energy.”
I opened my mouth. “Pure...”
“The purest energy known to man is mankind itself,” he said. “When all tests backfired, we became their test subjects. And when the project was a clear dead end, he brought you in, Addie.”
“He used me as a self-destruct button. He wanted me to destroy it forever,” I said.
I closed my eyes and felt numbness spread throughout. My life was a joke, but that didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would. I’d always thought of my father as the most honorable man in the world. Even though he let my mother sob alone during most nights he was absent, and even though he hardly divulged his real feelings to his own family, I thought he w
as fucking Clark Kent. I chose my career because of him. My heart was more broken than ever. My trust was taken from me.
“Please,” I whispered. “Can you all just hold me for a minute?”
The three slowly crawled even closer, tenderly wrapping me in a circle of trust. Maybe mine had vanished, but I still believed in their words and affection. There were still good men.
“Close your eyes and breathe, sweet Addie. Let your troubles go. We will watch over you,” Mag whispered. “Tomorrow, we will find him, and we will get you home. You can start over.”
But I didn’t want to rest, and I had already started over too many times. This was the final straw. These men. This place. I wasn’t fucking leaving them even if Zane came to torch their world. No. I’d force him to face these beasts before he could get one finger out.
“There will be no more rest,” I said, feeling the raging sadness turn into a deep longing. “I will close my eyes, but I want something else from you.”
“Not much time until he finds the way out. What if we refuse?” Cadmar asked.
“Trust me on this. You won’t,” I said.
I spread my legs and tilted my head back, closing my eyes as promised. I felt the refreshing wind gently trace across my soft, creamy skin and thin tuft of hair between my legs. As far as I was concerned, sadness only had a few known cures. Sometimes, a good pint of the thickest ice cream could do the trick, but in a place such as this, I begged to be filled.
I wanted to disappear, to fall into these men’s expanding and consuming muscles—the way that it should be. Deep. Animalistic. Primal as all fuck because, at that moment, I felt like nothing, and being something, even their prey, was more than he ever gave me. Their adoration had proven to be deep and real, unlike anything I had ever experienced before. Ever. And as I saw their heavy shadows fall over the light within the tent and felt their hands move and grip my thighs and thick hips, I knew they would be the only ones who could block out my pain forever.
As an ode to my father, I was going to become one of them. I’d succumb to the madness, dive even deeper than I had, and our holy union trio would be more real because of it. A home was what you made it. Now that it was clear the laws of the universe weren’t so universal, nothing much mattered to me. Except this. Except love. Real love—not the kind that exists in movies or on television, and especially not the kind my parents displayed. There was something more real out there, and I thought I’d found it.
“Please,” I moaned and thrust my hips up in full bloom. “Use me.”
Cadmar leaned forward and eyed me, viciously. “We don’t have to be so rough.”
But I couldn’t be sure what the future held. I wanted an experience I could remember. And I wanted it to be real. They were human, but that didn’t mean they didn’t have a barbarous side to them. I wanted to feel myself combine with all three of them in the most intense way possible. “Just do it,” I grunted.
Unable to keep their instincts in check, the men growled and huffed, gaining space over me. My eyes were closed as their hands moved up and down, cupping my breasts and lightly tugging on my taut nipples, smoothing two fingers around my clammy pussy lips, all the while my clit was softly teased. When I got here, I thought I might be killed. I was so fucking wrong. They took me in but in the way I least expected.
They knew how hard I needed it, and their hands dug deeper. I opened my eyes and lowered my head, moaning as Mag wrapped his heavy hand across my throat, lightly choking my airway. “Just—just like that,” I moaned tightly.
From below, Donovan slid in two fingers, carefully arching them with skilled expertise most men utterly failed at. Lastly, Cadmar parted my hair back and pulled while suckling on each breast, tongue long and far reaching. He rose and kissed me, sloppy and passionate, letting the saliva fall down my chest toward my palpitating pussy.
Donovan twisted his fingers in and out, lowering the hood of my clit back as it began to perk up and ache with pleasure. His tongue lapped around my lips, slowly overcoming my clit like a tidal wave. I leaked fluids, which caused him to thrust in deeper with his fist and add a third finger, dipping his tongue to taste more of my sweetness.
Their cocks were so massive they struck me with fear, but I was so turned on at I didn’t even care how messy this might get. I wanted them to pierce me like a ripe fruit. We had all felt pain at one point or another. Most of all, I wanted them to enjoy me, so I could come for them, and then they could fill me. Together, we could fill the void that was this universe.
I took Donovan and Cadmar’s rods in hand while Mag released me and stood back, stroking his cock like a mighty sword on display.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” Donovan moaned, a smile curling up his cheeks. “We shouldn’t...”
I put my mouth around him before he could finish his sentence, lightly trickling my fingers around his heavy sac. The flesh condensed and rose, and I tickled back against his taint before grabbing hold of his thick bone. Forcing him down across the bed of my tongue, I gagged and let him drive and take control with the clutch of my hair. He held me there, nice and long, until he began to shake.
“What was that you were saying?” I asked him.