Page 34 of Taken By the Dark Billionaires

Clutching the belt of the gown, she looked at them with dread filling her eyes. She didn’t know what was happening.

“Now,” Ezra said in his commanding voice.

She dropped the robe to her feet and then lowered herself onto the floor. Her hair shielded her face from them as she looked down.

Ezra came to her. He gently slid his fingers into her hair, moving it away from her face, and then he pulled so hard that gooseflesh sprouted all over her skin.

She couldn’t help herself; her pussy gushed with wetness at the pain in her roots. She was forced to rise to her knees as he controlled her by her hair.

Jensen and Maxim came into her view, looking down at her.

Tears slid silently down her face. Her nipples swelled. Her body could no longer tell the difference between danger and pleasure when it came to their touch.

Ezra dipped his hand between her thighs, then, without warning, penetrated her with two fingers so deeply that she cried out in a confused mix of bliss and agony.

“Your only mistake was not calling us first before you headed straight into a dangerous situation, Sutton,” Jensen said, curling his hand around her throat and squeezing.

Maxim slipped in behind her and dropped down to his haunches.

She squealed in panic when he thrust two of his fingers into her pussy alongside Ezra’s. The fullness threatened to tear her apart, yet copious amounts of liquid soaked their fingers.

But what he did next was infinitely more forbidden.

“You’re our most priceless possession. If anything had happened to you…. That’s the last time we aren’t the first you call for anything. Do you understand? But we have to make you remember that,” Maxim said. Taking his wet fingers from her pussy, he probed the tight rings of her backside.

She tried to wriggle herself loose, but Ezra started to scissor his fingers inside her and pull on her hair. Jensen squeezed her throat a little harder. Maxim pushed his fingers into the most forbidden place on her body.

She hissed and sobbed in pain, yet also in undeniable lust.

“You’re lucky I’m not whipping your ass with a cane for this, Sutton,” Ezra rasped into her ear.

Maxim moved his fingers in and out of her ass. A fresh shot of wetness drenched her pussy when Maxim spat on his fingers before he drove them into her tightness again. Jensen bent over and bit her lip, still squeezing her throat. Ezra’s fingers turned and twisted inside her pussy.

The wondrous sob she released when she could feel Ezra’s and Maxim’s fingers touch through the tissue-thin barrier between the hole of her backside and her pussy echoed around the room.

She was going to come.

“Are you sorry?” Maxim asked from behind her.

“Yes,” she howled. “I’m sorry.”

“And?”

“I’m sorry. I’ll come to you first. Please.” She couldn’t hold on any longer. Her body was going to detonate.

“Good,” Ezra murmured. And then she was deserted. Entirely. The cold shock of not being touched and of having her soul-wrecking orgasm killed mid-flight had her falling over, and she had to use her hands to balance herself on all fours. She gulped in huge breaths, every part of her rattling with frustration.

“Your punishment is that you’re not allowed to come until we say so.”

Sutton fought for her life. She was taken off the floor and placed on the bed. She begged and pleaded; she battled with herself and bit her lips until they swelled.

Mercilessly, Ezra, Jensen, and Maxim used her body, sucking her and then fucking her with their cocks. Every time she thought she was going to come, they would pull out of her and slap her pussy. They cruelly drove her right to the edge and then pulled her back. She felt herself going mad as they deprived her of orgasm after orgasm.

But when they finally came, emptying their cum onto her stomach, her ignominy was her true punishment.

They ordered her to seed herself with their cum while they watched.

Sutton had to scoop up their essence from her belly and put it inside her, and their gazes never left her pussy.

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