Page 191 of Sin & Sapphire

Luca offered her a hand so she could clamber down.

“Crawl to the bedroom,” he continued. When she didn’t immediately follow his instructions, I pulled out the dragon whip I kept in my pocket and sent it slicing across her ass.

Ana yelped in surprise, then moaned. God, she was such a slut for pain. So fucking perfect for us.

The three of us watched her perfectly curved ass sway as she made her way over the carpeted floors to our bedroom. Luca had insisted on renovating when he saw how much time she spent on her knees, and I hated to admit it, but the whelp was right.

I loved Ana on her knees.

I loved it when she begged for me to hurt her.

But I didn’t love it when the hard tile made her so uncomfortable she couldn’t focus on the pain I intended to inflict.

So we installed plush carpet to make crawling easier on our wife’s knees.

She reached the bedroom and looked over her shoulder as if to ask what was next.

Luca was there again to help her stand, but not before I got a good look at that glistening pussy, ready for me to shove my cock inside of her.

“On the bed,” Angelo said. I trailed behind, grabbing my flogger off the dresser, content to let him take the lead.

Luca stripped, then laid down on the bed. “Come sit on my face, my love.”

I never got tired of watching him wrap his arms around her thighs and drag her forward until she had no choice but to let him do with her as he willed.

“Luca, I weigh too much,” she protested, looking at me like I would stop him from doing a goddamned thing.

“You don’t,” I reassured her.

“But I’m so heavy right now,” she said, a faint whine in her voice as he nuzzled at her pussy.

“And it’s so fucking hot,” Luca said before diving right in and doing what he loved best—pleasuring our wife. “You’re pregnant with our baby. We bred you, baby, and I love how fucking round your belly is. I can’t wait to see those perfect tits spilling over with milk.”

I stripped, fascinated with the thought of Ana’s breasts leaking milk, at the idea of cleaning her up, of?—

Angelo dropped to his knees in front of me and wrapped his fist around my cock. “Ti amo,” he murmured. “I don’t say that to you enough. But I’m so fucking glad we’re tied together legally now and not just because we’re lovers.”

He licked at the tip then sucked my soul out of my body as he took me deep down his throat.

“Je t’aime aussi,” I moaned, unable to form a coherent thought as his throat closed around me.

Ana cried out, throwing her head back and exposing the long column of her throat, and I’d never seen anything so beautiful in my life.

Luca’s cock bobbed madly, and my mouth watered with want.

Ana looked over her shoulder and caught the direction of my gaze. She tried to shift away from Luca so she could pleasure Angelo, only for Luca to make a noise of protest and hold her tighter.

Angelo stood and I slammed my lips down on his, the salty taste of my pre-cum still on his lips.

I swiped the floggers from where I’d dropped them on the floor and reached around Ana to show them to her. Since we’d almost lost her to Boris, I wanted the reassurance that she wanted everything I did to her as much as I wanted to do it to her. “Princess, are you ready?”

Ana nodded. “So fucking ready.”

I flicked them across Ana’s back in a quick one-two motion, careful not to let the tips curl around her sides. She whined.

“You like that, princess?”

“Maître, please,” she begged so fucking prettily. I began a series of strokes that slowly turned her skin red, heating her skin gradually and continually, until she was sobbing between the pain I inflicted and the pleasure that Luca drew from her with his mouth.

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