Page 20 of Maison De Fous

Fuck, I need this.

Lux doesn’t waste time, pulling his cock out as his gaze roams over my flushed skin with darkened eyes. He positions me just right, lining his cocks tip up with my pussy and swirling it around in slow circular motions. I feel the hard length of him pressing against me, and without hesitation, I sink down onto him. The sensation is overwhelming as he fills me completely, stretching me to accommodate his size. The slow drag of him entering me sending a shiver up my spine.

My eyes find their way toward Johnny, standing at the edge of the gathering, his eyes locked on mine. The heat between us is undeniable, even as Lux thrusts inside me. I bite my lip, torn between them, feeling the raw desire in Johnny’s gaze sear into me from across the room.

Lux notices my distraction and lets out a dark, knowing chuckle. His smirk grows darker as his voice rolls through the air. “Johnny,” he calls out, his tone low, authoritative. “It seems our Dark Queen has a specific craving tonight. Get on your knees and show her how much you appreciate her.”

Johnny’s eyes widen slightly, surprise flickering in their depths, but there’s no hesitation. His desire for me is stronger than his pride, and he steps forward, his boots heavy on the ground as he closes the distance. He drops to his knees before me. His hands running up my thighs. Johnny’s touch both reverent and possessive. I feel his breath on my skin, and mybody reacts, arching into it as Lux continues to move inside me with slow, deliberate thrusts.

“Watch him, Indie. Watch him bow down before you,” Lux whispers with heated breath against the shell of my ear. “Before his Dark Queen.”

My breath hitches as Johnny’s mouth brushes against the inside of my thigh, his lips teasing but demanding. He kisses his way up slowly as his tongue darts out to taste the sweat and arousal coating my skin. My pulse quickens, the dual sensation of Lux’s steady rhythm inside me and Johnny’s mouth against my flesh driving me closer to the edge. It’s enough to drive me crazy.

Lux’s grip tightens on my hips, his fingers digging into my skin with bruising force. His voice is a growl in my ear, rough and possessive. “Let him please you, Indie, and enjoy it, because this is theonlytime I’ll ever fucking allow anyone but me to touch you.”

Fuck.

I moan in response, my body trembling as Johnny’s tongue finally reaches where I need him most. He traces the slick line where Lux and I are joined sending a jolt of pleasure through me. Lux growls and slows his pace, giving Johnny more room to work. I can feel every teasing flick of his venomous fucking tongue, every lap and swirl, as he devours me like his last fucking meal.

Johnny is a goddamn lunatic, but fuck can he eat.

My hands fist in Johnny’s greasy hair, pulling him closer. He groans against me, his mouth working me faster now. His tongue flicks over my swollen clit, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through my body, while Lux continues his slow, unrelenting rhythm beneath me. Every thrust is deep and hard, grounding me in the heat of the moment, despite the audience surrounding us.

The crowd watches in stunned silence, their breaths held as if they’re afraid any sound might break the spell of what’s happening before them. I can feel their eyes on me, the weight of their stares heavy, burning into my exposed skin. Some gaze with envy, others with arousal, but all of them watch, mesmerized by this raw display of power and submission.

One woman gasps from the front, her hand flying to cover her mouth, eyes wide in shock. A man next to her leans in, whispering something in her ear, his gaze never leaving the way my body arches, trembling with every roll of Lux’s hips. The sound of his murmurs is muffled by the pulse of the DJs music in the background, but I catch fleeting glimpses of their faces—lustful, fascinated, completely absorbed in what they’re witnessing.

But it’s Johnny’s gaze that holds me the most. His dark eyes look up at me, burning with a hunger that matches my own as his entire focus fixates on me. He’s ravenous, his mouth hot and demanding as he tastes me, his need palpable. I can feel him losing control as much as I am. He watches as I start to come undone, my body trembling and quaking under their combined touch.

Lux’s scarred hand moves to my throat, squeezing just enough to make my breath hitch as he leans in close to my ear. “Do you feel them watching, Indie?” His voice is low, rough with lust. “They’re all desperate to be you right now. To have what you have. They fucking envy you. The Dark Queen of Cirque Du Desir.”

I moan, the sound swallowed by the growing heat inside me. My head falls back on Lux’s shoulder as I lock eyes with him. My chest heaves with every breath as the pressure builds and I teeter on the edge of release.

Johnny pulls back slightly, his lips brushing against my inner thigh. “She’s close, Lux,” he murmurs, as his hand slides into hisjeans, freeing his hardened cock. I watch as he slowly starts to pump himself, mimicking the Lux’s thrusts into me. His voice is dark and rough. “I can feel her shaking.”

Lux lets out a low chuckle, his thrusts growing slower, more controlled. “Of course she is,” he replies as his fingers tighten around my throat just a bit more. “With that much MDMA in her veins, she can’t help it. She can’t handle the pleasure the two of us inflict on her, not for long anyway.”

Fuck he’s right. I can’t handle it. I need to come. I need to feel the rush of pleasure coursing through me.

“Please…” The word slips out before I can stop it, my voice trembling. “I need to?—”

Lux’s grip on my throat loosens slightly, his lips grazing the shell of my ear as he growls softly. “Not yet, Indie. You don’t come until I fucking say so.”

My breath hitches, frustration and desire warring inside me. Johnny’s mouth returns to my core, his tongue flicking over me with renewed intensity as the heat coils tighter and tighter in my belly.

“Let her go, Lux,” Johnny murmurs between strokes of his tongue. His voice is a mix of arrogance and mischief. “She’s going to fucking explode at any second.”

Lux smirks, his hips slamming up into me in a sudden, punishing rhythm. “She can wait,” he says, his tone dripping with control. “She’s stronger than you think, Johnny, and she won’t fucking come until I tell her to.”

But I can’t wait. Every nerve in my body is on fire, straining against the release Lux is holding just out of reach. My hands tighten in Johnny’s hair, pulling on his roots as my body writhers between them. “Lux, please?—”

Finally, he relents. “Now, Indie,” he growls, his eyes dark with satisfaction. “Come for us. Let Johnny taste how sweet your juices really are.”

Oh my fucking god.

The permission shatters the last of my control, and I scream, my release crashing over me in violent waves. My body convulses, every muscle tensing as I come hard, trembling and gasping for breath. Lux groans beneath me, his grip on my hips bruising as he spills inside me, thrusting deep one last time.

Johnny pulls back. Stroking his cock with vigorous force. His eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he watches us come undone. “Good girl,” he says softly, licking his lips. “You take our king’s cock so fucking well,” he groans. I watch, fixated on the sight of him fucking himself in front of me.

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