Page 16 of Gilded Desires

Held wide open by Rush’s thick waist, I can only look on as the edge of my panties is moved to the side.

My heart quivers. Hell, all of me is shaking as Gage leans in and… “Oh my GOD!”

I reach for him, bury my hands in his thick hair and do absolutely nothing to stop him from dragging his tongue over the seam of my pussy. I rock my hips and let the heat rolling through me take over.

My breath catches. “Oh my God,” I repeat and I am not going to lie. I want more of that. Of them.

“Fucking angel food,” Gage growls against my pussy lips and I am not imagining the feel of his grip digging into the flesh of my ass. Hot, possessive, and each of his fingers feels like a branding iron on my skin. Rush holds me open for his friend who doesn’t seem satisfied with one taste.

I look on, one shuddering breath after another escaping my lips as he retraces his path with his thumb.

But I don’t get to focus on the feeling of Gage’s teasing touch for long. Rush wants my attention, and he gets it when he palms my face between large, warm hands.

“Say you want the job.”

Between my legs, Gage spreads my dripping wet folds to stroke my throbbing nub. “Pretty and pink and so fucking suckable.” Like I need a demonstration of the words, Gage buries his face between my legs and wraps those warm, wet lips around my clit.

I clench and arch into Aziel’s strong hold on me. “Answer Rush, sweetheart.”

I pry my eyes open and swivel my head to lock eyes with Aziel.

“Answer him and Gage will let you come, our pretty captive.”

Gage grips my ass, spreads me wider andholy shit. His fingers find my ass.

Harsh breaths and gasping seem to be the only thing I can do right now. Gage rims my back entrance and flicks his tongue over my nub. God, please allow me this one sin.

“Yes,” I say panting and shimmying my hips unabashedly.

“Yes, what? Let us hear it.”

I know what he wants. Men of their age all love control and for once in my life, I don’t mind giving mine over for a little while.

“Yes, Sir.” I haven’t uttered those words since my father went to prison almost six years ago now.

“That’s a good girl,” Rush murmurs and kneels. This time it’s Gage taking my weight so his friend can have fun.

I whimper and shake my head desperate for the release not caring which of the three gives it to me.

Out of nowhere, Nyx pops into my head and suddenly some of those questions I had for her are answered. Like, really? Three men?

Hell to the yes!

Aziel’s hands roam over my covered breasts, but dress or not, his fingers find my aroused nipples. He tweaks the hard tips through the material hard enough to make me moan. I arch into his touch, panting and sosoclose.

I look between the three of them with pleading eyes.

“We made a promise, beautiful. We will keep it.”

Rush’s rough stubble drags across my inner thighs and the second his lips find my clit, their promise hits home. The climax they’ve all worked to set off in me ignites. It’s like a chain reaction. One goes off and then another until a wave of erotic pleasure consumes me. My pussy clenches and releases, needing to feel more than just a hungry mouth or my hand.

“I need more. I need you. All three of you.”

“Have dinner with us tonight and you shall get what you crave.”

Rush stands, wiping my juices off his face. He looks satisfied, but the huge cock tearing at his zipper gives off a whole other story. If I were to reach in and stroke my hand down his length, would he be sticky with pre-cum? Would all of them?

“Dinner?”

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