Page 105 of The Devils' Darling

I rock my hips against him, my eyes slipping shut as I fuck his face and his fingers, already lost in my building orgasm. Kirill moves in behind me again, his hands on my tits. He sweeps my hair away and kisses the side of my neck as he works my nipples, tweaking and pulling them.

“Fuck, I love seeing you all curvy like this,” he says between kisses. “I can’t wait until you’re huge with our child. You’re going to be so hot.”

“Why don’t we get her on the bed, all tied up for us?” Dom suggests.

I groan with loss as Tino rocks back on his heels, sliding his fingers from my body and leaving me bereft. I do like the idea of being tied up while all three of these men have their way with me, though. It was the whole reason I had the special headboard commissioned.

Kirill scoops me up.

“Hey, I’m too heavy now,” I protest.

“Kukla, do not insult me. I will still be able to carry you when you are nine months pregnant.”

He places me on the bed, so I’m on my back, my hands above my head. I’m so aware of how naked I am and how they are all still dressed. They make quick work of getting the padded cuffs in place, locking them around my wrists, and Kirill places two cushions underneath my ass.

“Spread those legs, Kukla,” he says. “As wide as they’ll go.”

I’m tied to the bed, arms and legs wide apart, and my pussy raised by the cushions. Kirill moves to one side of me, and Tino slides onto the bed on the other. He kisses me, and I taste my arousal on his tongue as he pushes it into my mouth. Kirill ducks down to my tits, sucking and licking.

I lift my hips from the cushions, my pussy needing attention.

Tino notices and breaks the kiss. He reaches between my thighs, but instead of pushing his fingers inside me or rubbing my clit, he parts my pussy lips and holds them open.

“Here, taste her,” Tino says to Dom.

Dom crawls onto the bed and settles between my thighs.

Still holding me apart, Tino watches as Dom flicks my clit side to side with his tongue. This is always the fastest way for them to get me off, and with me already so on edge, it’s mere minutes before I’m bucking up to try to meet the flicks and get more sensation, but Dom chuckles and moves off me.

“I think Kirill should taste now,” he says.

“God, someone needs to,” I pant.

My entire body is alive with arousal, every nerve ending zinging with the anticipation of pleasure.

Kirill and Dom switch places. Tino still holds me parted, pulling back my pussy lips so my swollen clit pops forward. Kirill covers my pussy with his hot mouth, and I whimper and arch my spine, pushing into him. His clever tongue works magic on me, and just when my thighs are tensing and I think I’m coming, he too stops.

I whimper. “Not fair.”

Tino laughs softly. “Oh, Duchess, we’re only just getting started.”

He rubs my clit and pinches it before giving my pussy a playful slap.

“Let’s not ignore these pretty tits,” Dom says. “Look how beautiful you are all spread out like this.”

He palms my breasts and squeezes them together, his thumbs rubbing over my nipples.

Tino stands and slowly undresses, watching what Dom’s doing as he strips his clothes off. My gaze is glued to him. I’ll never get enough of his incredible body, his abs ripped with muscles, his biceps bulging. I admire each of his tattoos—the crow, skull, clock, and a goat with a set of curly horns—and try to work out which is my favorite.

I think it’s the goat, a clear symbol for the Devils.

His huge cock juts out from his body, the piercings up its length glinting in the light. He fists himself and slowly masturbates, his eyes never leaving my body.

“Pussy or mouth?” he asks Dom.

Dom grins at me. “I think I’ll take her mouth for a change.”

They haven’t asked Kirill, and I turn to look at him, but he’s already got his cock out and is slowly stroking himself.

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