Page 139 of Sin & Sapphire

“I need you,” Angelo said softly. “I’ve always needed you, angel.”

I nodded, my breath slowing. They weren’t going to break me. I relaxed, trusting that even if these men couldn’t be trusted with my heart, I could trust them with my body.

Luca kissed my forehead, then slid beneath me until I straddled him. I rose up, expecting him to slide me down onto his waiting cock, but he kept moving until his face was directly under my pussy. His shoulders shoved my legs apart, forcing me to hold myself up with my wrists as his hot tongue swiped over my center, sending pleasure and need ricocheting through me.

He devoured me, his lips sucking, teasing, tasting me, a banquet for him to feast on. Fingers slipped into my channel, fucking me roughly as he sucked on my clit with rhythmic intensity. My need spiraled and spiraled.

I twisted in my bonds, desperate for more friction, to grind my clit into his face, to fuck his fingers. Strong arms wrapped around my legs, holding me in place. I rolled my hips, fucking his face, whining, feeling my eyes roll up as I sought my pleasure.

Valentin reached around to yank the clamps off my breasts, and I screamed as blood rushed to my nipples in a symphony of agony, driving me over the cliff into a powerful climax.

Luca intensified his efforts, coaxing me through the aftershocks of that orgasm and right into another.

“No, I can’t,” I gasped.

A hot chuckle vibrated against my back, followed by the pleasant sting of Valentin’s favorite flogger as Luca drove me higher and higher, his tongue and fingers working in tandem to wring ecstasy from my body.

“Please,” I begged, the heat of leather warming the skin of my back and ass, and the fingers that stretched me, and the mouth that devoured me, overwhelming me.

I lost myself to the sensations, coming again as Luca inserted another finger inside me, twisting it until he stroked against a spot that blackened my vision with bliss.

The impacts on my back grew sharper, hotter, stinging with each strike, until the pain morphed into pleasure.

Angelo knelt beside Luca and tapped a finger against my jaw, silently asking me to open my mouth. He teased my lips with his cock before shoving back into my throat. Citrus and sandalwood and musk enveloped me. I sucked hard, unable to control the depth or speed, or whether he fucked my throat so hard he choked me.

I came again.

And again.

Until I lost count, until I sobbed with euphoria, floating mindlessly in a sea of endless pleasure.

Luca scooted back up the bed and lifted my hips.

“Baby, are you ready?”

Dazed, unable to put words together, my mind hazy with lust and pain, I nodded around Angelo’s cock. Luca rolled his hips underneath me, and Valentin dripped warm liquid down my ass.

They filled me, completely, utterly.

It was too much.

It wasn’t enough.

It was everything.

I needed this. I needed them. And they were never going to need me back in the same way.

I gasped for air, my heart breaking with the realization, and Luca began thrusting upward into me, stretching me, hitting that sweet spot that made me whine with pleasure, just as Valentin worked his way in and out of my ass, the intensity of sensation terrifying me as they worked me over.

Angelo grabbed my hair and held my head still as he pumped his cock between my lips. Desperately, I worked my tongue over him, ignoring the drool that slipped out of my mouth, wanting nothing more than to please this man who was so fucking determined to take care of me that he’d removed my ability to take care of myself.

“Ana,” he moaned. “Such a beautiful slut, on your knees, taking all three of us.”

“Gorgeous girl, sweet girl, perfect girl,” Luca whispered as he rearranged my insides.

Valentin didn’t say anything, just held me tight as he fucked my ass slowly, with total disregard for what any of the other men were doing.

Fingers reached around to pinch my nipples, to play with my clit, and the stimulation was too much. I exploded into another orgasm.

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