Page 42 of Crimson Vows

Marco brings his face close to mine, his breath warm against my cheek. “Is that true? Do you love that, Gia?”

It takes me a moment before I can manage a whimper of affirmation. I look around the room into each of their eyes and see nothing but desire and devotion.

Marco grins as I nod, his eyes never leaving mine. “Nico, stop teasing her and let her get a good look at you; show her what she has to look forward to.”

Nico lifts his head away from my pussy with a wicked gleam in his eyes. He positions himself upright between my legs, his cock bobbing in response to his movement.

“Is that good?” Marco questions me, his lips still close to my ear. I nod, my eyes fluttering shut as I focus on Nico’s length. “Do you want to suck him?” Marco asks softly.

“Yes, please,” I answer, and Marco commands Nico to move closer so that I can reach his cock in the restraints.

“That’s it,” Marco comments as he watches Nico move into place. “I want you to fuck her face, nice and slow.”

My hands bound, I wait with an open mouth as Nico guides his erection in. I’m eager to taste him. As I take him in, my throat throbbing around his hardness, Marco’s fingers brush against my clit.

I can’t see around Nico’s body, but a moment later, I can feel Dante’s weight on the bed, and then his fingers thrust deep inside me, his movements in sync with Nico’s thrusts in my mouth. I can feel the waves of my pleasure building, the anticipation of my climax growing with each stroke and suck.

At this moment of shared desire, I finally let go of the last of my hesitations. I surrender to the pleasure as my orgasm explodes through me.

“Oh shit,” Dante moans in response to my pussy gripping his fingers. I moan against Nico’s cock, and he quickens his pace.

“Fuck, you’re so damn hot,” Marco growls. “Isn’t my fiancée hot as fuck?”

Both men excitedly agree, and Nico pulls out of my mouth so they can all look at me. My eyes lock with Marco, and he says, “Nobody fucks you without a condom but me, got it?”

“Whatever you want,” I agree. The ownership of me is oddly arousing. He grins in response to my words.

“Good, then you first, Nico, grab a condom from the cabinet,” Marco directs, then leans in and kisses me.

As Nico obeys, Dante asks, “Can I kiss her?”

Marco looks at me. “You okay with that?”

“If you are,” I answer, and Marco nods in his direction.

When Dante kisses me, I can smell myself on his lips. One of his hands drops to my breast, and he caresses it as his tongue explores my mouth.

As Dante kisses me, I can feel Nico climb on top of me, and without hesitation, he slides into me with a groan, and I groan into Dante’s mouth. Dante pulls away and watches as Nico slides his cock in and out of me, stretching me as he moves. I notice Marco and Nico look into each other’s eyes in silent communication as Nico fucks me. It is one of the most erotic things I have ever witnessed.

“He has such a great cock, doesn’t he?” Dante asks me.

I nod, still gasping for breath, as Nico’s thrusts become more and more forceful. I can feel my climax building again. Dante and Marco both watch him with a hunger in their eyes.

“Fuck, Nico, you feel so good,” I moan, and Dante takes that opportunity to lean in and kiss me again. His tongue darts into my mouth. I can feel Dante’s growing erection against my thigh, and I know it’s only a matter of time before he wants his turn. I want to grip his cock, but I am helpless in the restraints.

Nico’s thrusts are getting wilder and harder by the second. Dante starts stroking himself, ready to take my attention next. “Her pussy is so tight, it’s flexing all around me.”

“It’s wild, isn’t it?” Marco asks with pride in his voice.

Nico’s eyes widen. “Oh, fuuuuuck—” he moans with a change in rhythm. “I’m gonna come.” A moment later, he thrusts deeper, and his cock starts to twitch, flexing inside me over and over again, a guttural groan escaping him. My body involuntarily reacts to the sensation, flooding my pussy with wetness. With a couple of final shallow thrusts, Nico pulls out, leaving me vacant. He moves in the direction of the bathroom, I assume, to remove the spent condom.

I whimper, desperate to be filled up again.

“You ready for Dante, baby?” Nico asks, his voice low and ragged.

“Yesss,” I breathe, my body trembling in anticipation.

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” Dante says eagerly as he moves to the cabinet to retrieve a condom. “You got XXL in here?” he asks with a chuckle. I don’t answer. Instead, I’m staring into Marco’s eyes and the adornment reflecting back in them. “Oh fuck, she does.”

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