Page 35 of Four Fiances & I

“Two.”

I scream as Jason grabs me next to the desk, pinning me between him and the wood.

“Was it worth trying to run?” he whispers in my ear while taking the lobe between his teeth. “Did you like looking at me as your other Daddy fucked you?” he continues as his hand cups my pussy which is still contracting after my last orgasm. One sweep of his finger over my clit, and I cry out from the pleasure. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

Jason steps back a little, giving me a bit more space. I use it to try and run but quickly realise that’s what he was hoping for. Grabbing my hand, he pulls me back to him and turns me so I’m facing the desk.

“Bend over, Angel.” I don’t have much choice as he places a hand in the middle of my shoulder blades and pushes. Leaning over me, he whispers in my ear again.

“Colour?”

“Green,” I whisper back. Jason presses a kiss to my cheek as his hands grip my hips and knock my legs apart to make room for him between them.

“That’s what I thought.” I barely get a second warning before he thrusts forward and impales me on his rock-hard cock. I cry out as my extremely sensitive body makes room for him.

“Look at me.” I lift my head the best I can as Christian stands in front of the desk while Jason fucks me from behind. “Do you see how easy it would be for us to get you pregnant if we wanted to? How we can take control and fill you with our sperm until your belly swells with our child.”

I can’t answer with more than a nod as Jason picks up the pace, and I cry out from the pleasure. I always become more sensitive after one or more of my men fuck me. Especially on nights like this when they aren’t being gentle.

“Fuck, you look so hot right now,” Christian curses as he rubs his bulge while watching Jason pound into me.

“She’s even fucking hotter from this side,” Jason growls through gritted teeth. The sting of his hand on my ass has me crying out.

“Do it again,” Christian orders. Jason slaps the other side, and both men moan as I cry out and come hard.

“Fuck, that sound,” Christian gasps as Jason slaps me a third time.

“Daddy!” I cry out as his hand lands for the fourth time, sending shockwaves to my core as a powerful orgasm rocks me.

“Fuck!” Jason roars behind me as he thrusts into me three times before emptying his release.

I can’t move; I’m spent. Leaning against the desk as I gasp for breath. My whole body is over-stimulated, so every touch, whether with an object or just the air, has me recoiling.

“Red,” I sigh across the wood.

Two strong arms wrap around me and pull me from the desk until I’m being held against a muscular chest. I see the rune tattoo and know it's Christian. He carries me over to the sofa and sits with me on his lap. My eyes close as my body becomes exhausted.

“Have you had enough, Sweetheart?”

“For now,” I nod into his chest. “Let me rest, and I will do anything you want,” I add, smiling at him.

“Anything?” he asks as someone drapes a blanket over my sticky, sweaty body. I realise I’m shivering, but I don’t think it's from the cold but from the overwhelming senses. I nod whilst pulling the blanket up to my neck as Christian tucks it around me.

“So if I told you to crawl and beg me to take you?”

“Give me five minutes, and I will happily beg for your cock.”

Christian shakes his head and uses my chin to ensure I am looking at him.

“You crawl for no one, not even us. You are our equal, the queen of our empire and nothing less would be acceptable.” The way he looks at me makes all feelings of exhaustion disappear. When he looks at me like I could rule the world after he hands it to me on a silver platter, I go weak at the knees, and my already soaking wet pussy, gets wetter.

Pushing off the blanket, I straddle his lap, thread my fingers into his hair and kiss him hard. His hands land on my hips as he pulls away, grinning.

“I thought you needed a break?”

“I need Daddy's cock in me, showing me how amazing he can make me feel.”

Christian lifts his hips and frees himself from his jeans.

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