Page 28 of Taken By the Dark Billionaires

But that was the calm before the storm.

Jensen pushed aside the gifts and the otherthingsfrom the table. Maxim shifted in behind her. He undid her belt, and it dropped to the floor. His fingers slid under the straps of fabric on her shoulders, and then he moved them down her arms until the dress just floated off her body.

Jensen dropped down in front of her, then, looking up at her, his hands slid up her thighs, hooked into the band of her flimsy pair of panties, so wet already, and peeled them off her.

He handed them to Ezra, who slipped them into the pocket of his pants.

Jensen lifted her hair, and cold, heavy metal caressed the skin around her throat as Maxim adorned her with a piece of jewelry. She recognized it as the choker she had seen the day before, where the three-headed dragon on one end clasped into the flower at the other end. That was all she wore. Just the necklace and the brand on her pussy.

Maxim lifted her up and placed her on the edge of the table, then lowered her down onto her back. She draped her arm over her breasts and used her other hand to cover her pussy. Her modesty couldn’t take it.

But her hands were peeled away and forced to lay down at her sides. They continued to gaze at her nakedness, making her nipples swell twice as painfully, begging for their touch. Her stomach caved inward when Maxim and Jensen reached out and took her breasts in their hands.

Memories of her leaking milk, of her being on fire, and of begging silently for relief played on her mind. Her back arched upward as they leaned in and started to suck her nipples.

Dear god, every part of her was so sensitive and so alive with pleasure and wantonness that it embarrassed her. How could she feel something that was supposed to be so intimate and hidden from sight in front of three men she hardly really knew? But they weren’t giving her a choice.

She had been so lost in their touch that it was only when she felt the texture of rope binding her ankles that her attention shifted.

Jensen and Maxim had taken an ankle each in their hands, then, using rope, wound it around her ankle. They spread her legs wide out on either side of her, then secured the rope to the legs of the triangle-shaped table.

Her attempts to cover her explicitly exposed pussy were thwarted when Jensen and Maxim did the same to her wrists, restraining her against the table.

In mortified shock, she turned her gaze up to the ceiling, only to lock with images of the basilisk and the flower.

Maxim sat in the chair she had used, between her spread legs. He lowered his head between her thighs. The coldness of the table on her back offered relief to her overly heated body. The restraints somehow comforted her.

Instinct made her want to shut her legs as tightly as she could, which resulted in her squirming because the rope bindings kept her firmly in place. But Maxim bit the inside of her thigh so hard that she could feel the imprint of his teeth long after he had released her.

His breath whispered over her pussy before he opened his mouth on her. Heat sizzled through her like lightning. Maxim engulfed the whole of her pussy—her folds and her clit—into his mouth and sucked. Her head lifted off the table before she sank back down again, uttering a series of hissing breaths.

Maxim sucked her again and again, his tongue roving over her pussy from her clit to the end of her folds. Her limbs quivered uncontrollably. She writhed over the table as he teased her repeatedly. Her hands clenched into tight fists above her head, and she bit her lip to stop herself from begging him to make her come. But a pool of wetness spilled embarrassingly from her, giving away her modesty.

But every time he reached her clit, he lingered a little longer and stroked a little harder until she was beside herself, trying to hold on to her dignity. She exploded in a heart-stopping orgasm while she frantically tried to contain the cries from leaving her lips.

And then she died a little death as Jensen’s tongue slid between her labia, lapping up the wetness seeping from her as she continued to climax. Taking her folds into his mouth, he sucked on her while his thumb slid over her clit. Blood seeped hot and heavy into her cheeks.

She couldn’t believe she was going to come again. She bit her lip so hard she wondered just how deep she had severed her flesh when the taste of blood settled on her tongue.

Dazed with sensation, all she could do was quake and quiver as all three of their mouths devoured her pussy. The overflow of pleasure hit her so soundly that she thought she was going to pass out. She was so wet that she could feel the evidence of her arousal puddle underneath her on the table.

With her pussy still pulsing, Ezra took over. Her womb tightened. Pain zipped up her spine and spread under her skin as he took her still-pulsing clit between his teeth and bit just hard enough for tears to roll down the sides of her face.

Her orgasm morphed into another as Ezra alternated between nipping her and sucking her. She couldn’t suppress her cries any longer. Her body started to rattle as her orgasm gained even more traction.

But something else was happening around her. She raised her head and saw Jensen pulling a small table next to Ezra, who was still seated. Among the bottles and tubes, she couldn’t identify the device on the tray until what she was looking at registered in her brain.

The metal device that looked like a bird’s beak was a speculum, something a doctor would use.

Panic and anxiety wormed themselves under her skin. She yanked on the restraints on her ankles, keeping her legs apart and the ones on her wrists, keeping her arms above her head.

Dear god, what were they going to do to her?

Maxim ran his fingers through her wet center. She shuddered at the teasing touch against her heated flesh. She got distracted as Maxim licked his fingers, and Jensen took a nipple in his mouth.

Ezra drizzled cool lubricant down her pussy, then Maxim parted her fold, and Ezra squirted more into her. In a frenzy, she watched Ezra coat the metal device with the same lubricant as well.

She shook her head, but Jensen bit into her nipple, sending a spark of sensation straight to her that now pulsed on its own.

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