Page 179 of Born in Depravity

He smiled around the finger before licking it clean and popping it out of his mouth. “Delicious, baby. I can’t wait to taste you some more.”

“You’ll get the chance,” Damien promised darkly, spreading my legs wide. “Did you fuck her yet?”

This question was directed at Nikolay. He smiled widely. “Fuck, yeah, I did.”

“Good, I think it’s Mikki's turn. And you can claim her ass since you’re so adamant about it.” Damien cupped my cheek until I looked at him. His thumb moved softly against my lips. There was something different about his eyes when he said, “And when you’re dripping with my brothers’ cum, I want your mouth on me. Is that okay with you, pet?”

My breath caught. The image he invoked was almost too much, and a dark swirl of desire unfurled low in my belly. I was sure my answer was already on my face before I responded, because I could see the softer man replace the Russian devil who had taken me. Could see the way his eyes shifted to something lighter. He cupped my cheek and looked up and met his eyes as I nodded.

“Good. Mikhail, why don’t you get on the couch and hold Catalina to you?”

Mikhail smiled, pulling off his clothes. My eyes took him in greedily, not knowing where to look as he exposed more of his beautiful tan skin. I roamed over every single tattoo he had, down to the happy trail, and finally took in his hard cock, which was standing up to attention.

More wetness rushed out of me at the thought of him inside of me, and I …

I wanted that, so badly.

He went to the couch, lying down, then reaching over and placing me on his lap, facing him.

I wrapped my arms automatically around his neck, resisting the urge to move closer to him. He took me in with his blue eyes, smiling a little.

“Hey, baby.”

My heart raced, and I leaned down so my lips were next to his ear. I whispered softly so only he could hear.

“Hey.”

Even I could hear the shyness in my voice. I ducked my head down as his chest vibrated, but he didn’t laugh out loud.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, hauling me close so our chests were pressed against each other.

Looking at him always brought me comfort.

Everything seemed to calm with him around and I was growing addicted to it.

“Eyes on me,kotyonok,” he said as he reached between us and grabbed himself.

He stroked his large palm up and down his length, once, twice, and three more times, before he brought the tip to my opening. My grip on his shoulders tightened when I felt him nudge me, and then he was filling me, bringing back the sweet fullness.

It felt different with the plug in. Not bad … not at all.

It felt almost—

I let out a small whimper.

So good.

So full.

My legs shook but I worked hard to keep still as he drove into me all the way, holding still when he reached the end. My mouth opened, but nothing came out.

Mikhail let out a low groan that was just about the sexiest sound I had ever heard, and I wanted to hear that again.

I wanted to hear the way I clearly affected him, something I could see now.

How I affected them all.

They couldn’t hide from me.

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