Page 162 of Their Reckless Thief
“That’s it, sweetheart,” he murmured, his voice strained as his grip on my hips tightened. “Take me.”
I moaned as Dorian moved behind me, his hands steadying my thighs as he lined himself up with me. “Are you sure?” he asked, his voice rough with restraint. “I don’t want to hurt you, love.”
“Yes,” I breathed, my voice breaking on the word. “Please, Dorian. I need you.”
He pressed forward, his cock sliding against Luca’s as he entered me slowly, carefully. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pain and pleasure that left me gasping. He groaned and sank inside me slowly, inch by delicious inch, his hands sliding up my sides to cup my breasts. Being filled so completely felt so fucking good, and I didn’t want it to end. I wanted more. More of their touch, more of their scent, more of their possession.
“Fuck,” Dorian groaned, his fingers digging into my skin as he sank deeper. “You’re incredible, love.”
Vincenzo watched us from the edge of the bed, his eyes dark with desire. He climbed onto the mattress, his cock thick and glistening as he knelt before me. “Open your mouth,dolcezza,” he commanded.
I obeyed, my tongue darting out to tease the head of his cock before taking him in slowly. His taste was heady, his groan vibrating through me as he buried his hands in my hair, guiding my movements.
Luca thrust up into me from below, grunting as he pushed deeper inside. He grabbed my waist, pulling me closer to him while keeping me at the perfect angle for Dorian’s entrance from behind. The sheer force of their movements caused the bed to creak beneath us.
Dorian began to move in sync with Luca while Vincenzo leaned over me, his weight pressing lightly on my neck. Each thrust sent shockwaves through my body, and every cell in my body tingled with pleasure. The friction between them was unbearable but oh-so-delicious; each slide felt like velvet against my skin while their hardness pounded into me relentlessly.
I gave into the ecstasy coursing through me, taking Vincenzo deeper into my throat with each passing second.
I whimpered around Vincenzo’s cock as he thrust against the back of my throat. His hips pounded into my face relentlessly. “Fuck,dolcezza,” he growled, sinking even deeper.
The sound of skin slapping against skin and soft moans echoed through the room. I grabbed onto Luca’s shoulders as his thrusts matched Vincenzo’s rhythm in an erotic symphony.
Vincenzo groaned above me, his hips bucking wildly as he reached his climax. Heat exploded on my tongue, and I swallowed greedily, tasting every drop of him as he came undone under my ministrations. His cock jerked in my mouth, twitching sporadically before finally going slack. His weight disappeared from my neck as he pulled away and gasped for air, allowing me to catch my breath.
The heat on my skin was suffocating, a heady mixture of sweat, leather, and desire that clung to my skin. My body trembled, completely at their mercy, each touch igniting another wave of pleasure that I was powerless to resist. Dorian gripped my hips, steady and commanding, while Luca’s groans vibrated against my skin. I met Vincenzo’s eyes, and the primal look in them sent a shiver down my spine.
“Dolcezza,” he said, his voice rough and dripping with authority. “I want to taste you. Come here.”
Luca and Dorian moaned as they slid out of me, and I mourned the loss of their touch.
Vincenzo grasped my waist and lifted me with a fluidity that took my breath away. The bed shifted beneath me as he guided me to straddle his face, his firm hands gripping my thighs to position me exactly where he wanted.
“Sit,” he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.
I hesitated, shuddering at the intensity of his gaze. He growled and pulled me down until his mouth met my heat. A gasp tore from my throat as his tongue found my clit.
“Oh, gods,” I moaned, my hands flying to his hair for balance as he devoured me like a man starving.
Luca shifted, his hand brushing against my cheek as he knelt in front of me. His cock, thick and hard, pressed against my lips, the heat of him making my mouth water. “Open for me, sweetheart,” he murmured, his golden eyes burning with need.
I obeyed, my lips parting as he guided himself into my mouth. His fingers tangled in my hair, not forcing, but gently urging as I took him deeper, my tongue swirling around his length. His groan was deep and guttural, and it sent a thrill through me to know I was affecting him like this.
Behind me, Dorian’s hands caressed the curve of my ass, his touch firm but reverent. “You’re fucking perfect, love,” he said, his voice low and full of awe. His fingers brushed against my other entrance, teasing before pressing in slowly.
I moaned around Luca’s cock, the sensation of Dorian entering me from behind overwhelming but delicious. Vincenzo fucked me relentlessly with his tongue as he gripped my thighs and buried his face deeper between my legs.
“You taste like heaven,Dolcezza,” he growled, the vibrations against my clit making my legs shake.
Luca’s pace quickened, his hands guiding my head as I took him in, his groans growing louder. His cock throbbed against my lips, the salty taste of him driving me wild.
Dorian pushed deeper, his movements careful but firm, his hands steadying my hips as he began to move. The stretch was intense, the pressure sending waves of pleasure and pain crashing through me.
“Tell us how it feels,” Dorian whispered, his breath warm against my neck as he leaned forward.
I pulled back from Luca, flicking my tongue over the head of his cock before speaking. “It’s… so much. But it’s everything. So, fucking good.”
The three of them moved together, their rhythm perfectly synchronized, worshipping and thoroughly using my body. Vincenzo’s mouth sent jolts of electricity through me, his tongue flicking and circling with precision. Luca’s cock filled my mouth again, his hips rocking gently as he murmured soft praises, his hands stroking my hair. And Dorian… Gods, he filled me completely, his thrusts slow and deliberate, and my entire body hummed with pleasure.
