Claimed By My Three Alphas
Chapter 173

AMERY'S POV

It turns into a delicate situation.

And I'm utterly mortified as Quincy and Levi walk into the room, Seconds before spying Asher and I are already halfway to pound town.

Asher pulls his mouth away from my chest, c*****g his head in the direction of his brothers.

No one says a word.

He turns his head, green eyes meeting mine. And then he clears his throat, slowly starting to pull away.

"Don't stop on our account," Quincy says. The words are a bit mocking, yet his tone is anything but. And when I turn to look at him, I don't see hurt, or the annoyance and betrayal I was expecting. His face is carefully blank.

And I understand then, how it looks. Not necessarily like Asher and I were making out, but instead... like I had already made my choice.

A vice wraps around my throat, making it so difficult to swallow.

Asher rises to his feet. There's an obvious erection tenting the towel wrapped around his waist.

My legs slide closed, and I pull my shirt down to cover myself.

The air is heavy with a weird kind of... vulnerability. And I can't stop the intrusive thoughts from bleeding out of my subconscious. "We'll leave." Levi's voice is gruff, hes already turning back the way he came, "Sorry for interrupting."

Quincy moves to follow his brother.

"Wait."

It's a whisper, barely audible slipping past my lips. Im holding Asher's stare at the moment. And I take a deep breath to centre myself. Am I really considering something so absurd?

I mean, not entirely absurd, considering I've almost completely breached such territory before.

But when I turn to the other two boys standing a distance away from us, drinking in the apprehension on their faces, I make up my mind. "Don't leave."

Quincy's eyes narrow, but he remains quiet.

My breathing is shaky, as I rise on the mattress, kneeling on the bed, Gripping the her of my t-shirt, I stare hard at the bedspread, exhaling sharply. Then I pulled the material over my head The air stills

It seems like no one is breathing

I'm in nothing but my underwear, dead centre in the bright room, surrounded by three men, all drinking in my exposed flesh.

I address all of them, "I want..." I hesitate, unable to get the words out, "I think... maybe."

Levi's voice is strained, "Amery."

I meet his eyes, pewter grey, eerily intense. "I want to share this moment." I say, "I want all of us to experience this... together."

Quincy kisses his teeth, dragging a hand through his streaked hair. We've done this once, Levi, Quincy and I. But still, I know the gravity of what I'm asking for.

And this... this is much different.

Asher lifts a finger, "You're saying... you want us," It circles in the air, "All of us... to..?"

I nod my head.

His dark eyebrows almost meet his hairline. "You're serious?"

Again, I rod

"Uh," Quincy holds his hand out, palm up, "What-How..how would that even work?"

The room grows quiet again, as we all stare at one another.

"Why do you want to do this?" Levi asks.

"Because," I start, clasping my hands in front of my chest, "1 love you." I look each of them in the eye, "I'm in love with all of you, and I'm about to lose you." My voice quiets, "You're about to lose each other." My hands cover my breasts, "You don't have if you don't want to."

Quincy shrugs his shoulders, holding a fist to his mouth. He shakes his head, "I don't see how we can make it work."

I shuffle back on the bed on my knees, tapping the space in front of me, "Come here," I tell him, turning to Asher, "You too."

My head swivels in Levi's direction. Last night's conversation plays back in my head as we lock gazes," Please."

He's hesitant.

They all are.

Quincy takes the short steps to the bed, watching me cautiously.

"Take off your shirt," I say

He lets out a breath, before pulling the cotton over his head Tossing it to the floor, he turns to Levi over his shoulder." You gonna join in on this?"

Levi steps forward, pulling off his shirt as he does so. He unbuckles his belt, popping the button of his trousers.

My teeth sink into my bottom lip. I've had s*x with Levi.

I know what it's like to have him inside me.

Yet, here am I nervous at the sight of him undoing his pants.

"Are you sure about this?" Asher asks.

"I am." I tell him, "I want this."

He kneels on the bed, the other two following suit.

I'm nervous all of a sudden. I don't want to take charge.

As if he can read my mind, Levi's hand reaches out, gently cupping my b****t. My breath hitches as his thumb strokes my n****e. Quincy's eyes heat at the gesture.

I lean forward, resting my hands on his chest as I press a soft kiss on his chin, my lips skimming along his jawline.

Asher's hand smooths over my thigh, making a path between my legs.

He cups me through my underwear, and Quincy swallows my moan in his mouth, groaning as he grasps the back of my head

My head swims. Expert fingers paw at my body. Asher rubs me through the thin fabric of my panties, while Levi tugs at my sensitive breasts.

"f**k," Asher groans, as his fingers dip under the material, grazing my bare folds, "You're soaked, Princess."

His finger strokes my achy elit and I pull back from Quincy's mouth, a shaky breath slipping out of me. Levis hand runs up and down my back, reaching down and grabbing a handful of my ass. He leans forward, pulling my n****e into his mouth. Asher does the same, and I cry out.

Hot, wet pressure tugs at both of my n*****s, Asher's skilled fingertips pushing me closer and closer to a desperate release. Quincy grabs me by the nape, tugging me in for another searing kiss.

His lips pry mine open, his tongue delving into my mouth, just in time with Asher's finger dipping into my entrance.

My gasp is muffled, I sink my teeth into Quincy's lower lip.

Asher sinks in another finger, curling the digits against a bundle of nerves that makes me see stars. My thighs tremble.

I grasp his wrists, rocking my hips as he f***s me with his fingers. Quincy trails his lips down my neck, pulling and sucking at the skin, pressing open-mouthed kisses along the column of my throat.

"Oh," I cry. N feel like I'm about to explode, it's so many sensations all at once. My body feels like it's being turned inside out.

"F**k! I cry "1'm coming""

The low growl comes from Asher's chest as I come apart all over his fingers. Levi's hand reaches down, between my legs, his thumb pressing on my sensitive clit.

I try to jerk away, but there's nowhere to run. He has a hand pressing on my back, my n*****s are held captive in his mouth. My fingers dig into Asher's thigh, and I lose it, as a second orgasm rushes through me before the first has even subsided. God, they're everywhere.

I'm finding it difficult to breathe.

Asher pulls his fingers out of me, my eyes slide open just in time to see him sink them into his mouth.

Heat spreads through my chest. That was so... erotic.

Quincy pulls away, moving to stand at the foot of the bed.

Levi guides me, shifting my body so I'm on my back.

They're not saying a word to each other, but their movements are in sync. Like they're sharing one mind.

It's fluid, the way Quincy pulls my panties off, settling on his stomach as he parts my thighs. Levi cups the back of my head, lifting my mouth to his as I feel Quincy's tongue part my folds.

My thighs clamp around his head. I'm so sensitive from the last two o*****s and I can already feel a third building up.

I try to pull away from Levis mouth and try to gasp for air, but he doesn't let me. I feel like I might pass out.

"F**K" Asher breathes, tweaking my n*****s between his

fingers, "This is so hot!"

Quincy hums and I feel the vibrations against my core. I moan into Levi's mouth. He nips my lower lip, pulling away from the kiss.

I pant, my chest heaving as I lay flat on the bed.

My hands reach down, tugging at Quincy's hair. I don't know whether I want to push him away or beg him to never stop. My legs are locked around his head, but it does nothing to deter him. His tongue grinds against me, dragging through my slit from entrance to c**t. He sucks at the sensitive bud with a delicious pull.

Oh my God.

Asher's hand comes to rest at the base of my throat, "Kiss me, Princess."

"I can't," I pant, thrashing my head over the pillows.

Levi cups the back of my head again, lifting me the way he did before, this time, pressing my lips to Asher's.

The bastard grins into the kiss.

This whole thing feels like an out-of-body experience. The third orgasm takes me by surprise. My back arches, my entire body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure rocked through me.

"Oh," I cry out, "Ohh!"

Quincy crawls over my shivering body, cupping both of my breasts in his hands. He gets up, pulling off his jeans, and his boxers as well.

I gasp, as his erection Springs free. Asher laughs, pulling the towel off from around his waist. He tosses it to the floor.

God, the sizes of them.

Seems like it runs in the family.

Levi manoeuvres me again, moving behind me as he directs me into a sitting position. I'm grateful for it, I don't think I could move a muscle in this state. He sits on his haunches, pulling my a*s up to rest on his thighs. Quincy moves back to the bed, grasping his c**k at the base.

I'd ask myself how it'd be able to fit inside me, but I've had g*x with Levi already. They're the same size.

My thighs are pressed apart, Levi holding onto one, while Quincy pushes away the other. The head of his c*k rubs along my drenched slit, I s**k in a breath.

Quincy studies me for a moment.

"You good?" Levi whispers in my ear.

Shakily, nod my head.

Quincy pushes his hips forward, my lips hang open on a silent moan as I feel him stretch me open.

The angle is intense. Every time his hips rock forward, the head of his c**k pushes against those sensitive bundles of nerves, making my toes curl and my head swim. I rest my head on Levi's shoulder, holding onto Quincy's biceps as he n***s me slowly. Levi's thumb strokes my n*****s, his mouth trailing little bites all over my neck

Through the haze of pleasure, I spot Asher, standing by the side of the bed, stroking his erection as he watches us.

Oh, God.

I'm going to lose it.

My body's like a coil, locked tight. Its too much, the sensations coursing through me, but I can't bring myself to tell them to stop.

"Fuck." Quincy breathes. His mouth closes over mine. I lost it: Is it my fourth, or fifth? I've lost count. My pixy squeezes his throbbing erection as I come again.

He growls., the kiss growing feverish, sloppy.

"f*k, I'm losing my mind," Asher says.

Quincy pulls out of me, pulling me with him till I'm on my hands and Knees. His c**k is in my face, hard and slick with my wetness.

My mouth waters.

I want to taste it.

I hear the sound of a zipper being undone, moments later, I feel Levi's erection pressing against me.

He thrusts in, hard

"Ungh!" My moan is muffled around the head of Quincy's

C**k.

"g**t!" His abs tighten.

Quincy went easy on me, but Levi pounds into me, almost like I've angered him. My ass is arched in the air, the sounds coming from me barbaric and incoherent. Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh.

He pulls out of me, shifting on the bed, "Asher."

"f**k, yeah." Asher drags me by my ankle, so my ass is perched on the edge of the bed. His hand wraps around my throat, as he slams into me.

I grasp his muscular forearm, holding onto it for dear life.

He's wreaking havoc on my body and all I can do is lie there and take it.

Levi kneels above me, holding his ct*k over my face. I part my lips on instinct just as Asher lets go of my neck. He slides into my mouth, hot and slick, tasting just like me.

Salty sweet.

I feel Quincy's hand ghost across my stomach, trailing over my abdomen before making a path between my legs. His lingers stroke my c**t.

I'm going to come again.

Death by orgasm? Is that even a thing?

Quincy groans, and I feel hot spurts shooting on my belly.

Followed by Levi, whose balls tighten over my head, thick, hot c*m trickling down my throat.

I choke on it, gagging as my orgasm hits me. Asher's fingers tighten on my thighs, digging into the skin as I feel his c**k swell inside me. He pulls it out at the last minute, making a mess on my stomach along with Quincy's.

Holy s**t.

Holy s**t.

"Holy s**t," Asher says.

Quincy sags on the bed, his shoulders shaking with breathless laughter.

"I can't believe that just happened," Levi remarks.

I can't even speak. I'm just a spent ball of tingles lying lifeless on the messy bed.

"You were amazing, Princess." Asher leans in, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

Lazily, I dip a finger into the mess on my skin, "I need a shower."

Quincy laughs, reaching under my body and picking me up,

"We all do."

And so we make use of the biggest shower in the cabin.

All four of us.