#romanreigns x solosikoa x rhea ripley

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creampies, vaginal sex, threesome, sub!rhearipley.

As he threw his head back with a deep groan, Rhea following suite as he pumped his seed into her, before he pulled out, letting Rhea finally drop as her chest heaved, her hair plastered to her forehead by sweat as she lay on her back. Then it was Solos turn. he knelt behind her, manhandling her to where he wanted her to be, rolling her onto her stomach, her face pressed hard against the sheets, her ass up and her legs slightly spread, her seed-filled cunt on display once again to the two men. Roman moved in front of her, leaning up against the headboard, slowly stroking his still achingly hard member as Solos cock slightly brushed against Rheas entrance, making her buck her hips, a desperation-filled whimper escaping her when he used his free hand to hold her still, pressing hard on her spine, bending her back downwards, only allowing her to revel in what he gave to her.

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Now, being in between two of the hottest men she had ever laid her eyes on was certainly one of her biggest fantasies, but not being in control in the ring was NOT a familiar territory for Rhea Bloody Ripley.

In the ring, Rhea’s THE nightmare. She brings the brutality to the women’s and men’s division, leaving people laying in her wake, let it be security or her opponents. But today, she was the one getting a beat down.

Solo Sikoa. That name is the reason why she was in this sticky mess, and she was NOT happy. Solo had managed to book a three-way ‘I QUIT’ match between him, ROMAN REIGNS, and Rhea. Rhea had no clue whatsoever how he had managed to get the match booked, considering how uncommon inter-gender matches were in WWE, but here they were.

Rhea had both arms wrapped around the top rings ropes, her body bruised, bleeding, and heaving with exhaustion. They had only been going on for around 10 minutes, but Solo had a lot more stamina than she thought he might have had, and Roman, Oh Roman. He could pick her up so easily, his grip on her body always left a purple bruise, one dark enough to match her ring gear. Roman had unimaginable strength, throwing her around the ring like a rag-doll easily, not drawing a pant from him or breaking a sweat, let alone wearing him out, though she couldn’t say the same for herself, she hadn’t given up fighting yet.

Rhea had decided to take a minute to rest, setting herself down, holding on to the ring ropes with an iron-clad grip so that it was clear she wasn’t going anywhere. But the downside of her rest was that she was paying no mind to what Solo and Roman were planning to do to her. Big mistake.

Rhea knew she had to move eventually, especially if she wanted any chance to get back into the match, so she sucked in a deep breath, summoning her strength to get back up on her feet. Once she did, she walked into the middle of the ring, confusion washing over her as her eyes didn’t happen to land on either Roman or Solo.

But unfortunately for Rhea, her confusion didn’t last long. Rhea was met with a steel chair to the direct middle of her back only seconds later, the hit sending small waves of pain shot down her spine, causing a few of her muscles to contract as if she’d been shocked with volts of electricity. Her arms flung back instinctively as she dropped to her knees, a high cry of pain escaping her mouth.

Now that they had floored her, it was now Solos and Romans time to shine. Roman handed the steel Chair to Solo, who flung it aside, kicking out it out of the ring.

Roman tangled his hand in Rheas dark hair, dragging her to feet, slinging her arm over her shoulder as Solo stood beside her, him and Roman exchanging a slight nod before slipping their hands into the waist band of her shorts, using their upper body strength to lift her upwards, before throwing her forward, making her land face-first onto the ring mat.

Roman then moved behind Rhea, placing his hand on her back, holding her steady as he grabbed her legs, twisting them, eventually putting her into the Texas Cloverleaf submission hold, removing the hand on her back to hold her legs, applying more pressure as he lifted her upwards. In a blur, Rheas hands moved to just above his knees, stabilising herself slightly as she screamed in pain, her legs on fire.

Tears formed on Rheas lashes, her vision blurring slightly as she ground her teeth together, trying to distract herself from the pain that was searing through her legs and upper-body.

Though no matter how hard she tried, Solo brought her back to the pain. He gripped her jaw, making her already aching jaw throb, yelling at her, watching the way she shattered more and more, both because of the pain and the yelling.

Rheas tears dripped down her face, and she knew she couldn’t hold on, so when the referee leaned over her with the mic, she screamed out her submission.

« I QUIT! » Her sentence ending in a defeated sob, the pain from her legs ending abruptly as Roman let her go, causing her body to slam back down, her hands instantly finding her legs, pulling them to her chest.

Romans theme song blared around the stadium, but even the music couldn’t cover the taunting, teasing laughs and taunts from Roman and Solo. Rhea groaned inwardly as her cheeks heated up slightly at the sound of their laughs, raunchy pleasure building in her core. Rhea bared her teeth, staying in character as she rolled onto her stomach, hiding her face from the audience, and even worse, the cameras. But even then, laying in defeat inside the ring in front of 100,000 people wasn’t as bad as what she was going to face backstage, or was it really bad?

She was going to find out quick.

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« Fuck, fuck, FUCK! »

Depraved whimpers fell from Rhea, her head had fallen back onto Solos shoulder, her black-lacquered nails dug into his hair softly, grounding her. All the while, Her black hair messed up and tangled. Solo had both hands on her hips, holding her body steady, watching as Roman pumped his length inside of her, fucking her senseless as his cock dragged against her walls, sending shocks down her body, his intoxicating scent overwhelming her in the best way possible, making her want to cum right then and there, but Rhea knew she couldn’t, not until they said she could.

Romans hand found its way onto her throat, her pulse racing under his fingers as she choked, the tight grip on her throat limiting her breathing. Her eyes rolled back, a lascivious display that just made Roman want to fuck her all the harder. Roman and Solo could both tell how close she was, But instead of letting her finish, he pulled out of her, making her hiss in dissatisfaction, the pleasure that was heating her core only seconds before completely fading. Another ruined orgasm. Solo chuckled darkly from behind Rhea, vibrating her body slightly.

Rhea let out a needy whimper, overstimulation catching up to her quickly as Roman then dragged his hands between her legs, circling her clit gently, before pushing two digits into her. His eyes bored into her, watching as her head fell back, her eyes rolling and mouth dropping as he hooked his fingers slightly, causing a ripple of pleasure to flow down her spine.

« R-Roman! I- » Trying pitifully to form a sentence, Rhea got lost in the steady rhythm of Romans fingers as he added a 3rd finger, keeping his steady pace as he spoke.

« Tell me what you want baby, or i’ll stop. » He growled, using his free hand to stroke her collarbones, making her shiver, whimpering once again.

« please.. oh fuck.. please make me cum- please.. » Her plea was welcomed with a chuckle by Roman, who withdrew his fingers, filling Rhea up with his tongue instead.

Rheas eyes rolled back as she was filled fully with Romans tongue, egging her on, trying to get more of her delicious sweetness out of her. Rhea bucked her hips against his tongue, the amazing warmth filling her pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

Saliva dripped down Romans chin, a smug smirk spreading across his face as he watched Rhea fall apart, so close to cumming.

Rhea was so close, but she managed to form a single word, directing it to either Solo or Roman, desperate for release.

« P-please-? »

Solo, who had been watching Rhea get the living daylights fucked out of her, smirked, nodding.

« Cum for us, baby. »

Those four words were all that Rhea needed, tipping over the edge, writhing and panting against Romans tongue as she came, moaning and whimpers filling the room.

Rhea rod out her amazing high on Romans tongue, pulling herself off once overstimulation started to hit. Roman got up from his half-squatting position, putting his arms gently around Rheas bare shoulders.

As Roman whispered sweet nothings gently into Rheas ear, Solo was unzipping his bag, getting out a change of clothes for Both Rhea and Roman.

« You guys better get changed, especially you, Rhea. Your little boys will be waiting for you.. » He chuckled, chucking clean clothes at her.

Rhea caught them, rolling her eyes.

« Shut up, Solo. »

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