Page 41 of Gilded Desires

“Our little innocent Belle thinks her beasts are tamed. Let’s show her just how wild we are, gentlemen.”

Gage and Rush both chuckle. “Let’s see if she uses her safe word.”

Wearing nothing more than a sheer layer of bravado, I am pressed forward until my hands brace my weight, ass in the air. Everything in me screams for me to run. That what they have planned will leave me ruined. Both physically and emotionally. I am not going anywhere. I want what I want.

Someone drizzles hot oil over each ass cheek and then…oh! I fall forward when hands begin to spread the cherry and cinnamon-scented liquid over the globes of my ass. Instead of feeling shy about my body being exposed, I pull strength from knowing I am giving pleasure to others. They feel because of me. And the warmth inside me chases away the cold of my lonely life.

I have power here.

My eyes travel up the hard body in front of me and I reach out to stroke my hand over Gage’s hard length. He chuckles and moves a little closer. His hand slips into my hair and I moan from the deep pleasure of his touch holding me firmly. Silk glides over hard steel as I work him from base to head, drawing his pre-cum to the tip of his swollen head. He guides it to my mouth, and I open at his silent request.

My God, this man is gorgeous. I sigh around the girth of his cock pushing past my lips.

Behind me, strong fingers spread me wide. There is a small table with an assortment of toys wheeled over by a hooded figure who quickly slinks back into the shadows. Dildos, more oils, and something small that looks made of glass with a pretty fat diamond-shaped jewel on the end of it.

Gage’s grip on my hair turns from gently guiding to demanding. Unable to move, he pushes in deeper until the fat head of his cock taps the back of my throat. I swallow and the movement earns me a masculine grunt of appreciation. He withdraws, leaving the head holding my mouth open.

I pull back and look up to see a fierce fire burning in his dark eyes which only makes my core burn hotter. Girl-cum spills to mix with the edible oils between my thighs.

I’m pushed forward until my chest is flat on the bed and my ass is impossibly bare. Their words of encouragement from earlier have my lips sealed and my mind wanting to forget I have a safe word.

And this is where it all becomes a jumbled mess of sensations. Hands, lips, cocks. I can’t tell anyone from the other and I don’t want to. I fall into a bliss of pleasure.

Everything grows silent around me. I draw in a sharp breath when the tip of something smooth and chilled slides over my puckered hole.

The glass butt plug? Probably. My legs shake and the nerves in every part of my body tingle with pleasure and embarrassment. Forbidden pleasure. Filthy desires. Ass play has been on mynever-to-do naughty list, but here I am doing exactly what I thought I never would.

I arch into the men’s hands behind me. Both stroke and tease me until I am helpless under their command.

I’d do anything, give them anything to feel this turned on and desired for the rest of my life.

Harsh pants tear from my lips as the sides of my ass stretch wide over the bulbous tip of the butt plug Rush pushes into my virgin ass.

I draw in a sharp breath. “Oh,” I cry out, shaking.

“Easy, baby girl,” Rush coaxes. He strokes my clit with slow, steady motions until I relax again.

“Trust us?”

He pauses and I nod. I haven’t known them for more than a couple of days and I know in my heart of hearts they only mean to see to my pleasure.

“Then I need you to relax for me. Give me what I want, beautiful, and we’ll make this the best night of your life.”

More oil is smeared over my back entrance and I do as Aziel instructs when his friend starts to sink the glass end of the butt plug between my cheeks.

I angle my head around for a better look. Aziel holds me open for Rush. He pushes and pulls, giving my body time to accept the intruding toy. Light glints off the faceted angles. The second it slips past the first ring of muscles there’s an audible gasp that works over the room. Including mine.

In front of me, Gage spreads his massive warrior’s body over the black velvet. Hard muscles, scars, and ridges make up a man I will never be able to resist.

Hooded lids dip over the darkest eyes. His thick, throbbing cock juts upward and he grips it until the head nearly turns purple.

Veins bulge and right when I think he can’t take it another second, he pumps the tortured flesh, releasing rivulets of pre-cum I’m hungry to lick off him. He signals for me to come closer.

Stroke. More pre-cum.

Fuck that looks delicious. I lick my lips feeling no shame for the dirty cravings pushing me over invisible boundaries.

“Go to him, beautiful, and show him your pretty new jewelry.” Aziel’s words give me a gentle push to follow his command.

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