Page 11 of Taken By the Dark Billionaires

Chapter Five

Completely untethered, Sutton struggled to swallow and breathe.

Ezra closed the distance between them. He handed the poker with the red-hot head to Jensen, who hadn’t stopped sucking the milk from her breasts. Like dominoes falling, the meager control she had over her body collapsed, releasing instead a series of electric shocks of pleasure to every nerve in her body.

Fresh tears rained down on her face. Her pussy swelled. More milk leaked from her breasts into Jensen’s and Maxim’s mouths without reserve.

The stars behind her now-closed eyes erupted into hot lava as she came in Jensen’s and Maxim’s hands at the exact same moment that Jensen lowered his head after releasing her nipple and pressed the hot poker head to the center of her mons.

“Just breathe, Little Flower,” Jensen said softly. His words momentarily created a cushion for the astonishment racing through her.

But despite the ball gag in Sutton’s mouth, her cries echoed off the walls of the cave around her. A tumultuous mix of pleasure from her orgasm and ache from the searing burn that felt as if it had been placed on her soul and not her skin. Of mind-altering splendor and piercing agony, and she didn’t know who she was or where she was anymore.

But the cascading waves of her orgasm soon diminished, and she was left only with the tremendously vicious burn scarring the layer of her skin. She couldn’t stand the agony any longer. She was going to pass out.

Jensen and Maxim stepped aside. Ezra’s softly delivered expletive reached her through the thundering roar of her body. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Through her fiery-hot incandescent pain, she watched in wild, frantic disarray as he reached inside his white boxer briefs and unearthed his cock, the size so colossal she missed a breath. But that wasn’t all.

Even in the dimly lit space, she was sure she could see a tattoo of a serpent’s body starting from the base of his shaft and twirling around his incredible width.

Her mouth dried while every part of her grew hotter still at the sight of his absolute male beauty. Wetness trickled from her pussy in unrelenting arousal, and her breasts continued to leak. The branding of her mons throbbed twice as blindingly, causing her to hyperventilate.

Ezra wrapped his large hand around his mammoth cock, the dragon-like head of the serpent now pointing at her.

Between the torrid burn on her skin and her fear at the sight of his tattooed cock, a bizarre kind of darkness started to envelop her, one of lasciviousness and indescribable trepidation.

Her last thought was trying to comprehend how this could possibly be happening to her. She hissed unashamedly, angry and confused that Jensen had held a branding iron to her skin and seared her, causing her an infinite amount of hurt that she had never felt before.

But then Ezra wrapped his arm around her waist and guided his cock to her pussy.

Oh god.

She writhed against the wooden frame, keeping her restrained. The mind-bending sensation of feeling the damp head of Ezra’s shaft parting her folds utterly stunned her.

Receptors incessantly flooded her mind with pain from her burn. Her breasts grew hotter again as milk filled them up. Yet through it all, molten liquid seeped from her pussy to soak the apex of Ezra’s length, probing her center.

“Fuck,” Ezra murmured, his voice thick and rough. He pulled her closer to him. The scent of his cologne coated every part of her now. And then he pushed in deeper, invading the tightness of her virgin pussy.

She stumbled over her breaths. Panic plummeted in the pit of her stomach at his intrusion. But her body continued to sheath his cock with fresh dew from her pussy. He slid in deeper, and she threw her head back. Milk gushed from her breasts, and she wailed in conflicted throes and relief as Ezra leaned down and captured a nipple in his mouth, drinking his share from her, alternating between her two breasts as he impaled her completely, reaching the depth of her body all at once, taking her breath, and leaving her gasping for air.

The hoarse cry that slid up her throat only to be trapped on her tongue didn’t sound like her. With her mind and body in chaos, Sutton couldn’t pick a battle to fight. She could feel Ezra’s cock inside her, stretching her beyond what her body could do and changing her flesh to suit his size and his thickness.

She forgot the scalding pain of being branded, her mind and body unable to focus on both or pick just one battle. But it was being penetrated by Ezra’s cock while she was strapped to some sort of structure, in a dungeon or cave beneath their house, while his billionaire business partners, Jensen and Maxim, watched, enthralled her more than anything ever could.

Ezra guided his cock to her clit, his thumb stroking the slippering pebble until, once again, the unfamiliar tightening of the walls of her pussy, and the surge to her clit as it swelled bolted through her like wildfire.

She didn’t know or understand how it was possible, but the spectacularly overwhelming possession of her body delivered her into a state of super-heightened awareness. Suddenly, her orgasm was just not an orgasm; it became a revolving state where she was infinitely in tune with every spasm, every contraction, and every ebb of mounting sensation. Every inch of him inside her, tearing away her virginity. Erasing all her control, anchoring her to him and his darkness.

His ever-thickening cock started to pulse against the taut walls of her core. She complimented his roar, which vibrated against her nipple in his mouth with a strained, desperate whimper, madly trying to hold onto the very thing inside her that was causing her such tremendous discomfort but also such awe-inspiring curiosity—his cock—as he dragged it from her pussy.

What was wrong with her?

But Ezra was stronger than her, and soon hot lashings of his cum rained over the fresh brand on her mons, reintroducing her to the scorching pain she had left there unattended while he took her virginity. She became acutely aware of his cum dripping down to her clit. She watched in bewilderment as he picked up a piece of cloth and used it to wipe his cock, leaving the evidence of having her virginity taken on the pristine white fabric.

She started to rattle with extreme cold from the sudden emptiness inside her, a hollow feeling that made her feel frantic with the need to be touched again. She felt incomplete. But before her body felt as if it were going into shock, Jensen had already closed the distance between them.

Just like Ezra, Jensen had unbuckled and unzipped his pants. And exactly like Ezra, she quaked at the size of his tattooed cock. The same tattoo as Ezra’s.

She whipped her head up from his shaft to his face.

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