Page 27 of Her Billionaire Stocking Stuffers

They’re slow and gentle and patient.

They bide their time, dragging things out as if they want to savor their gift for as long as possible.

And tied up like I am, all I can do is relax and accept their attention, affection, and the pleasure they bring me with caresses, kisses, and endless groping.

Pax is so talented, he could have shattered me in five seconds flat.

Instead, Gabriel watches, and every time my breath catches in my throat and I prepare to explode, he flashes Cole a signal. Cole yanks Pax off me, since he seems unable to stop devouring me on his own. The first time it was amusing.

By the tenth or twentieth, not so much.

I started begging for release a long time ago, but Gabriel and Cole will only let Pax take me to the brink of rapture before allthree of them ease me off with massaging hands and nips that help bring my desire under control.

Except this last time, it stopped working. Even the tender touches of their fingertips dragging down my arms and dusting my collarbones are enough to spiral me higher.

“She’s ready,” Gabriel tells Cole, who curses.

Pax withdraws his fingers carefully from my saturated pussy and offers them to his daddies.

Cole sucks one into his mouth then drags it back out, his teeth raking along the length.

Gabriel steals it and does the same to another, drawing on it to lick every last drop of my arousal from his baby boy’s hand.

“Who’s going to fuck her?” Cole asks.

“Take turns.” Gabriel points to Pax. “You first, you earned it.”

Pax lifts his head, his eyes burning with desire and the need to rut.

He climbs me, covering me as Gabriel pins my wrists to the floor above my head. Cole takes hold of my thigh closest to him and spreads me open for his friend.

It takes all three of them to hold me down when Pax inserts his dick and slides into me, possessing me an inch at a time until I have him all. Even in his state, he doesn’t slam home, careful to make sure he’s easy with me.

As if they’re giving me a do-over on a romantic first time.

He stretches me open as he advances, making me cry out and squirm.

And when he’s balls-deep, he pauses, giving me time to adjust.

“That’s right, baby girl. You’ve got him.” Gabriel kisses the shit out of me as Cole spanks Pax, driving him tighter to me.

“Go ahead, baby boy. Move.” Gabriel shoots him a stern glance that only makes me hornier. “But don’t you dare come, not yet. If you need to, pull out and give Cole a turn.”

It only takes three strokes but they’re three delicious, long, slow pumps of his entire length within me, before he taps out.

Cole rescues him, clutching Pax’s hips and physically removing him from my depths when he can’t bear to leave himself. Cole lasts a bit longer, though not much.

Every time I’m just about to go over, they bail, knowing they can’t resist the shockwave of my orgasm around them. I lose track of how many times they trade places. All three of them working together to ruin me for anyone else.

“I can’t, Gabriel. I can’t wait any more.” With my wrists still bound, I rake my nails down his chest, marking him as surely as they’re claiming me. “Please, please. Don’t stop. Right there. Don’t stop.”

“Fuck, yes, baby girl. I can’t resist your begging.” Gabriel looks to Cole and Pax. “Get ready. You’re going to unload in her while she’s still coming.”

Cole bites his own hand as if he needs help to summon the stamina not to shoot at the thought alone. I know how he feels.

Pax is kissing me and Cole is pinching my nipples as Gabriel quits playing around and starts to fuck.

“Let’s go, Ivy. Come on my dick like the good girl I know you are.” His dirty talk is the last straw. “I’m going to fill this tight cunt. Flood it so Cole and Pax know who had you first.”

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