Page 193 of Pucking Obsessed

He still glances between the three of us. “Is that okay with all of you?”

Shay nods.

“Wait, three turns…?” I check.

“Three turns and three orgasms.” D’Angelo’s eyes gleam.

My mouth falls open. “Three?”

“You can take it. Eden?” D’Angelo stands up and strolls to the rug.

“What if I don’t know how to use the item?” Eden asks.

“Then I’ll coach you through it.”

At last, Eden nods.

“At any time, you can use your safe words: red, yellow, and green.” D’Angelo grabs me by the hair and lays me down beneath him. My breathing becomes ragged. His tie trails between my breasts. I’m impossibly aware that while he’s fully dressed, I’m lying here in the lounge in the full daylight naked. “Now, we’re going to take turns ravishing you, birthday girl.”

D'Angelo kisses me, slowly and thoroughly.

It feels like the world stops.

Shay grips my hand on one side, his twin on the other.

I don’t notice that D’Angelo’s lips have left mine, until I hear the snickering sound of the Wheel of Kink spinning.

I already feel warm and safe caught between these men. They’re dangerous and ruthless but not to me.

And never to each other.

Laid out like a sacrifice, I lazily turn my head and watch the Wheel of Kink spinning.

What will it land on?

When it stops on the picture of a hand, I blink in confusion.

“What does that mean?” I ask.

D’Angelo looks delighted.

Uh-oh.

“It means,” D’Angelo grabs me around the middle and hauls me over his lap, “that you’re getting a bare bottomedhandbirthday spanking. You’re twenty-eight today, right? So, twenty eight smacks it is.”

I laugh, pretending to struggle but actually using the opportunity to rub my pussy against D’Angelo’s lap.

D’Angelo knows exactly what I’m doing but he lets me get away with it for at least a minute.

This is for pleasure, after all, and not a punishment.

Finally, however, D’Angelo chuckles as well, wrapping his arm around my waist and holding me still. “Don’t move, there’s a good girl. Damn, I love your ass. Cucciolo, count for me.”

“Yes, Sir.” Shay lies next to me.

I can feel his hot breath next to my ear. It’s comforting in a way that I didn’t know I needed. But somehow, Shay did.

I hear Eden shuffling around to kneel over his brother.

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