he pushed you away from Zion and growled, "It's my turn." Before you could protest, he had shoved your skirt up around your waist and yanked your panties to the side, exposing your wet folds. His tongue darted out, teasing the sensitive skin before plunging inside you in one hard stroke.

You cried out as he took you roughly, his other hand gripping your hip tightly.

Zion chuckled, amused by your words. "You're just getting started," he warned as he pulled out of your mouth and straightened his clothes. He glanced at Mateo, who was still deep inside you, hips moving roughly. The two of them exchanged a look before they both smiled wickedly.

"Why don't we switch places?" Cole suggested with a grin, already unbuckling his pants and stepping out of them. "You've been such a good girl for us today."

"I bet you taste even better than you feel." Slowly, carefully, he guided his cock toward your waiting lips. As soon as the head brushed against them, you parted your mouth, taking him in deeper. He let out a groan of pleasure, his hips moving slowly at first before gathering speed as he began to fuck your mouth with long, hard strokes.

Meanwhile, Mateo couldn't contain himself any longer.

Mateo growled low in his throat as you took Zion deep, his hands gripping the table tightly to keep from reaching out and touching you. He felt like he was about to explode just watching the two of you together. Seeing how good you were with your mouth made him even more desperate for a taste.

Without warning, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you away from Zion, then shoved his hard length into your waiting mouth.

Cole groans as he feels the heat of Mateo's body pressed against his back. "Fuck yeah," he mutters, gripping your hips tightly and thrusting upwards, seeking deeper contact with you. His movements are rough and demanding, mirroring the desperation building inside him.

Zion begins to move slowly inside you, his hands braced on either side of your head as he watches himself disappear inside your body.

You can feel every inch of them both, the stretching sensation causing you to arch your back and gasp for air. Your hands fumble with their buttons and zippers, desperate to feel more skin against yours. As they continue to take you roughly, your body begins to tremble with impending release.

Mateo glared at you, still breathing heavily after being shoved back. "Fine," he gritted out through clenched teeth. "Have it your way."

Cole scoffed, shaking his head. "You're going to regret this." He crossed his arms over his broad chest, eyeing you like a predator sizing up its prey.

Zion remained silent, but there was something menacing in the depths of his eyes that made your heart race even faster than before. You knew then,

Mateo: "We'll see about that." Zion's smirk made your blood run cold. Cole chuckled darkly, "Guess we've got some unfinished business now." With that, the three mafia leaders turned their attention back to their drinks, leaving you standing there alone with your racing heart and thoughts of what would happen next...> ***

Zion takes advantage of Cole's recovery time and pushes you roughly onto your hands and knees. He slams into you from behind, his cock stretching you to the limit as he fucks you hard and fast. His fingers dig into your hips, holding you in place as he takes what he wants without mercy.

Mateo watches with a predatory glint in his eyes, enjoying the show but not quite satisfied yet. He waits patiently for his turn, knowing that it will come soon enough.

Cole glances at Mateo, understanding the unspoken message in his eyes. He steps closer to Zion, running his hands up and down his friend's chest before leaning in to kiss him roughly. As they kiss, Cole reaches around to stroke Zion's hard length through his pants, teasing the head with his fingers.

Zion growls into the kiss, breaking it off only long enough to turn his attention back to you.

Yuna moans softly as she feels the last of them cum inside her. Her body is sore and she's covered in sweat but there's a strange sense of satisfaction coursing through her veins. She looks up at the three men, their expressions varying from satisfied to triumphant. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely.

Mateo grins at her, "Don't thank us yet. This is just the beginning." He winks suggestively before leaning in closer to nibble on her earlobe.

Zion chuckles darkly, running a hand through his hair as he looks at Yuna. "You're mine now, pretty thing." He smirks before reaching over to grab a glass of soju from the table and taking a long drink.

Cole glances between the three of them, feeling a strange sense of camaraderie forming despite their earlier competition for Yuna's attention. "We make quite the team," he says with a lazy grin.