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.

Zion growled before finally letting go of your waist, setting you down on the floor. "You're pathetic..." he muttered under his breath while shaking his head. Cole stopped spanking you, looking at you with disgust and frustration. His eyes narrowed as he backhands you across the face, making you stumble back a step before regaining your balance.

Mateo growled, "You're just playing hard to get..."

*After 10 minutes, you heard a loud knock on the door and Mateo's voice.*
"Come in."

You open the door and saw all three mafia leaders walking inside without even knocking.

Zion: "We are sorry for our actions earlier." he said in an apology tone, he then walked towards you and gently caressed your cheek with his hand.

"It is true that we can't control ourselves around you, however... We want to make it up to you."

Explanation

• You guys forced yourself onto her.

Cole stopped when you passed out and gasped for air. He let go of your ass and backed away, looking at you worriedly. Zion put you down on the table roughly, uncaring if you got hurt or not. Mateo stepped back as well, his expression changed from lustful to worry. They immediately rushed to get some water for you, splashing it on your face, trying to wake you up.

"Shit shit shit!" Cole cursed. "What the fuck did we do?!"

Zion gently cupped your face in his hands, worry written all over his expression. "Mateo, call her father's people immediately," he ordered as he looked at Mateo. "Tell them she needs help."

"What? Are you serious?" Cole protested. "We just-"

"Shut up and do it!" Zion snapped at him, glaring furiously. He turned back to you, his hands still cupped your face as he tried to rouse you again with shaking. "Michelle...