Three Alpha Bikers Wants An Open Marriage

Riley’s POV

The Moon essence hit me like lightning in my veins. Fire exploded low in my belly, spreading outward in molten waves that made my clit throb so violently I nearly doubled over.

My pussy clenched hard around nothing, fresh slick pouring down my inner thighs in hot, slippery trails. My nipples felt like they were on fire—tight peaks that begged to be sucked, bitten, twisted.

Every breath made my skin feel too tight, too sensitive. I could feel the pulse in my clit like a second heartbeat.

I looked at the three of them—still on their knees or sitting on the edge of the couch, cocks rock-hard, heavy, and leaking—and something feral took over.

I wanted to ruin them.

I dropped to my knees between them, dress completely forgotten as it bunched around my waist. My hands went straight for their cocks—grabbing Cane in my right, Caden in my left, and leaning forward to drag my tongue up the entire length of Gunnar’s thick shaft first. The taste of him—salty pre-cum, clean skin, pure Alpha musk—made me moan loudly.

"Fuck, yes," He breathed, voice already hoarse with need.

I sucked Gunnar’s fat head into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks and swirling my tongue around the sensitive underside while my hands stroked the other two in long, twisting pulls.

Gunnar groaned deep in his chest, hips twitching. I took him deeper, relaxing my throat until the head bumped the back of it, then pushed further until my nose pressed against his pelvis. My throat convulsed around him, milking his cock as I held myself there, eyes watering, spit already dripping down my chin.

When I pulled off with a wet gasp, strings of saliva connected my lips to his glistening shaft. I didn’t wipe it away. I used it.

I turned to Cane next, sucking him down just as greedily, bobbing my head fast while my hand pumped Caden’s curved cock. Then I switched again, moving between all three like I was starving. My jaw ached but the essence only made me hungrier. I wanted more. I needed to push them—push myself.

I grabbed Cane and Gunnar’s cocks, pressing their thick heads together until they rubbed against each other, veins pulsing side by side. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and forced both heads inside at once into my mouth. My lips stretched obscenely around the two fat cockheads. The taste of both their pre-cum mixed on my tongue. I moaned around them, the vibration making them both curse loudly.

"Riley—shit—" Cane growled, hand fisting in my hair but not forcing me.

I pushed forward, taking more of both cocks into my mouth. My throat bulged visibly. I choked, gagging wetly, but I didn’t pull back. Saliva poured from the corners of my stretched lips, dripping onto my breasts and down my stomach. I bobbed shallowly, sucking hard on both heads while my tongue flicked between them. The stretch burned deliciously. Tears streamed down my cheeks, but the heat in my pussy only grew worse.

Caden watched with dark, blown pupils. I reached for him with one hand, stroking him furiously while I worked the other two in my mouth. My free hand slipped between my own thighs, rubbing my swollen clit in tight circles, but it wasn’t enough. Nothing would be enough until I had all of them.

I pulled off the two cocks with a filthy pop, gasping for air, strings of spit hanging from my chin. Without warning, I shoved my face lower, sucking one of Gunnar’s heavy balls into my mouth while I stroked the other two cocks against my cheeks. I hummed, letting the vibration travel through him. Then I switched, sucking Caden’s balls, then Cane’s, coating them in my spit until they were shiny and dripping.

"Goddamn, look at our mate," Caden rasped. "Such a filthy little wild cat for us already."

His words only made me crazier. I stood up just long enough to push them back fully onto the couch, then climbed between them on my knees. I took all three cocks in my hands—pressing them together as best I could—and tried to take all three heads into my mouth at once. It was impossible, but I tried anyway. My lips stretched painfully wide around the three leaking tips. Spit ran everywhere. I choked hard, throat convulsing, but I held it, eyes locked on theirs as I made obscene, wet gagging sounds.

They were losing their minds. Gunnar’s hand trembled in my hair. Cane’s abs were rock-hard, flexing with every breath. Caden cursed nonstop, hips twitching like he was dying to fuck my face.

I pulled back, gasping, then did something I knew would break them. I leaned back slightly, opened my mouth, and let them watch as I drooled a long, thick string of saliva onto all three cocks. Then I used both hands to spread the mess, stroking them in messy, twisting motions while I sucked on whichever head I could reach. I alternated between deep-throating one while furiously jerking the other two, then switched.

My own arousal was dripping onto the floor beneath me. The essence had turned me into something insatiable. My clit felt twice its normal size, pulsing angrily. I reached down again and shoved two fingers inside my soaked pussy, fucking myself while I worshipped their cocks.

"Watch me," I moaned around Cane’s shaft. "Watch how wet sucking your cocks makes me."

I pulled my fingers out and smeared my own slickness over their cocks, mixing it with my spit. Then I took Gunnar and Caden back into my mouth together while I jerked Cane with the messy, slippery hand. I choked myself on them deliberately, holding my breath until black spots danced in my vision, throat squeezing rhythmically around their heads.

They were leaking constantly now. Thick beads of cum coated my tongue, slid down my throat. I swallowed around them, milking more out.

I wanted them to lose control completely.

I stood up again, turned around, and bent over in front of them, ass high, pussy dripping and on full display. I reached back between my legs and grabbed two cocks—Cane and Caden—rubbing their heads against my soaked folds without letting them push inside. I teased my entrance with their tips, coating them in my cream, while I sucked Gunnar’s cock upside down from between my thighs.

The position was obscene. My throat was open at this angle, and I took Gunnar impossibly deep, nose pressed to his balls while I ground back against the other two cocks. My breasts hung heavy, swaying with every movement. Spit and pussy juice ran down my thighs.

I pulled off Gunnar with a gasp and looked back at them over my shoulder.

"I want you to cover me," I said, voice wrecked. "All three of you. Paint my face, my tits, my tongue while I choke on you."

I dropped back to my knees and went wild—sucking, stroking, gagging, spitting, using every filthy trick I could think of. I pressed all three cocks against my face, rubbing them over my cheeks, my forehead, my tongue hanging out as I licked and sucked wherever I could reach. I deepthroated Cane until my throat spasmed wildly, then did the same to the others. I used my breasts, pushing them together and sliding their cocks between them while I sucked the heads.

My hands were everywhere—squeezing their balls, teasing taints, stroking shafts slick with my spit and their pre-cum. I was a mess—my face shiny with saliva, tears and my breasts glistening, pussy dripping continuously onto the floor.

The essence kept the fire roaring inside me. Every gag, every choke, every taste of them only made me wetter. I was close to coming again just from this—from the power, the filth, the sounds of three powerful Alphas trembling because of me.

Gunnar’s voice was broken when he finally spoke.

"Riley... fuck... you’re going to make us—"

I cut him off by forcing both his and Cane’s cocks back into my mouth at the same time, choking myself harder than ever, my throat bulging, spit cascading down as I looked up at them with pure, desperate lust in my eyes.

They were right on the edge—

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