Page 47 of Tower of Temptations

"Looks like her ass can manage a lot," he said. "You're sure? Want me to fuck your ass?"

Pearl nodded vehemently.

Vincenzo teased her, two fingers becoming a third before he spread her cheeks apart. After coating his cock with lube, he slipped inside. She managed him perfectly, his full length. The groan that escaped from her mouth was the deepest sound I'd ever heard her make, one of pure and utter ecstasy. No pain, but complete pleasure.

Vincenzo moaned. "Fuck, she's so tight."

"I want to feel it too," said Luca, teasing. "I didn't expect you to be such an anal queen,"

Vincenzo continued, pumping deeper. The wet sound of his hips impacting against her buttocks, harder and harder. Deep groans mixed with kitten-cries of pleasure from Pearl's mouth. Then I slapped her ass, earning another "Oh!" from those delicious lips.

"You're ours," I said. "You're our girl. Nobody else's. If anyone ever touches you, they will pay."

Vincenzo continued. "Can you handle two of us, baby? Front and back?"

Pearl nodded. "Yes, now. Do it."

Vincenzo turned Pearl so that Luca was facing her. Then Luca eased his cock into her pussy. Both men were fully inside her, and Pearl cried out, her voice raw with pleasure.

Beautiful.

The tears on her face, of perfect bliss, and the motions of her body up and down, cocks filling her asshole and cervix, was an image of perfection.

Vincenzo and Luca reared back, one after the other, as they came. Pearl writhed in their arms as she felt their orgasms, and then, finally, she was almost soundless, eyes closed, mouth open, as her own climax surged through her.

Gasping for breath, they slowly pulled out from each other. I took her into my arms, and when I looked into her beautiful, perspiring face, I saw complete and utter satisfaction and delight.

"You belong to us now, darling."

"I do. I belong to all of you. And you to me."

And it was true. I kissed her deeply. Then, I stepped back to allow the twins to suck her breasts. They took it in turns to lick, pinch, and kiss them. Moments later, Nico was tasting her, too, using his tongue to clean her back, starting at her shoulder blades and moving steadily down to her ass. Enzo licked at her pussy, one moment teasing her and then the next probing further.

Pearl reached out and guided Angelo's and Rocco's cocks, letting them take turns to slide into her mouth. I saw and listened to them shout out as they emptied their semen into her. Pearlsmiled, swallowing down what they'd given her, and then licked the juices off both their cocks.

I was enraptured at the sight. In our own different ways, every one of us in that room had lived in prison cells for most of our lives. It had taken this gorgeous, powerful woman to free us and herself.

A brief reprieve followed, but the hunger remained. When I looked at Pearl, I saw happiness.

"Ready for more?" I asked, stroking her cheek.

"Of course I'm ready. And I want all of you to mark me—to make me remember how much we belong to each other and how much you care."

So we did. We went again and again, her mind blown as we satisfied her. Cum splashed and dripped from her entire body. We were exhausted, drained by what we'd all experienced. And, as we finished, we took it in turns to gently kiss that lovely face, to gaze into those blue eyes. The eyes that had captured us and made us entirely hers, now and for the rest of our lives.

24

PEARL

Iwoke to warmth and the gentle sound of steady breathing. Early morning light filtered through Giuliano's bedroom windows, bathing everything in soft gold.

For a moment, I just let myself feel what was around me: Angelo's arm draped protectively across my waist; Nico's strong, solid presence at my back; Rocco's fingers tangled loosely with mine.

The scent of coffee drifted from beyond the bedroom, mixed with quiet voices and the faint clatter of dishes. I smiled at Giuliano before I saw him, somehow knowing he'd be watching.

"Morning, princess." His voice was rough with sleep as he brought me coffee, careful not to disturb the others.

I shifted slightly to sit up, body deliciously sore in ways that made memories of last night flutter through my stomach. Coffee first. Processing everything else could wait.

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