Page 124 of Lies like Rubies, Part Two (Savage Jewels)

Nick tugged on my hand, and I fell to my knees in front of them.

“I love you too,” I gasped. “I should have told you before I killed Sergio. I love you so much, and I am so scared you’re going to leave me because I didn’t trust you.”

“Never,” Dante vowed.

Lorenzo slipped a ring on my finger, then I did the same for each of them, tears streaming down my face as relief overwhelmed me.

When I didn’t have any tears left, Dante gently cleaned my face. “Feel better, slut?”

I nodded.

“I think we can skip the cage, don’t you?” Nick suggested, planting gentle kisses on my bare shoulders.

Lorenzo hummed as he skimmed his lips over the crest of my ear. “She’ll behave, won’t you, Sofia?”

I nodded frantically. Yes, I’d behave. Yes, I’d do whateverthey wanted. Yes, I needed them so fucking badly right now, and why were they making me wait?

Lorenzo chuckled at my expression. “C’mon, sunshine.” He swept me up in his arms. “I missed you,” he whispered against my hair as he carried me to the bedroom.

He set me down on my feet. “Easy,” he said, laughing as I swayed.

“I need you,” I said, plainly, baldly, refusing to be embarrassed by how much I loved these men, how much I needed them, wanted them.

They undressed quickly, punctuating their movements with gentle caresses over my skin, a slide of skin down my back, a pinch of my nipple, a stroke across my thigh, until I was panting and needy, impatient.

Lorenzo sat on the edge of the bed, his legs spread wide. “Come here, sunshine.”

I put an extra swing in my hips as I walked over to him. Smiling, he helped me maneuver until I straddled him, careful not to touch the skin of my ass that still burned from Dante’s furious strikes.

“Fucking beautiful,” Dante murmured from behind me, sliding his fingers between my legs. “And so fucking wet already.” He lifted me, brushing his thumbs over the raised welts on my ass until I cried out, then positioned me on top of Lorenzo.

As I sank down, I moaned with the sensation of being completely, utterly full, Lorenzo sliding into me, overwhelming me with sensation.

Carefully, Lorenzo lay backward, pulling me down to him, Nick caught my shoulders on the way down as he kneeled over Lorenzo’s face. Smiling slyly, I licked the head of Nick’s cock before wrapping my lips around it and sucking.

“Oh sweet Jesus,” Nick panted. “Ease up, baby girl, or this’ll be over before it even starts.”

Warm liquid dripped down my ass, sliding between my cheeks as Dante explored me with his fingers. When one slipped inside my ass, I moaned.

“Fuck,” Lorenzo said. “I felt that.”

Dante chuckled darkly as he worked me with his fingers. Lorenzo wrapped his fingers around my hips and began to move me up and down in time with Dante’s movements until I was a whining mewling mess, desperate for more, needing them to fill me, to stop taking their goddamned time and fuck me.

As Dante finally entered me, I couldn’t contain the guttural moan that escaped me.

“That’s it, slut,” he said. “You feel so fucking good.” He eased himself deeper and deeper, until he was fully seated within me.

Lorenzo twitched his hips and sensation flooded me. It was too much, this was too much. When the three of them began moving in concert, a rhythm that filled me, completed me, left me aching for a release, I sobbed around Nick’s cock.

“That’s it, baby. Let yourself go,” he said as my vision blacked out and my limbs seized, unable to control myself, to even hold myself up, as the three of them sped up their rhythm.

I screamed around Nick’s cock, pleasure coiling in my belly and then exploding outward in a flood of sensation as my pussy fluttered and clenched. Seconds later, my three lovers cried out my name, their rhythms uneven and ragged as they came inside of me, filling me, overwhelming me, setting off a second climax that sent me spiraling higher until my vision blackened and I collapsed.

As I swam back to consciousness, I found myself sprawled on top of Lorenzo, who lay in the middle of the bed, Dante to his right, and Nick to his left.

“You ever gonna leave us again?” Lorenzo asked, his eyes soft.

“Never,” I promised.

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