Page 93 of Lies like Rubies, Part Two (Savage Jewels)

“I am now.”

He released my hands so that I could attack his belt buckle again. Dante pushed me forward until I leaned on Nick, then kicked my legs apart. When I felt his hot mouth suck on my clit with no warning, I stumbled, held up only by Nick’s quick reflexes. I whined, no longer able to think, to move, to form any sort of coherent thought as the vibrations inside of me ratcheted up to eleven as he sucked on me, deep, rhythmic pulls that had me screaming his name into Nick’s mouth as my climax rolled through me. The wave of pleasure obliterated every part of me that didn’t belong to these men, wiping every thought out of my head, as I collapsed against Nick.

Dante didn’t let up, continuing his assault on my clit, sliding his fingers through my wetness until he could slip one into my ass. Overwhelmed by the sensations, my first climax rolled into a second as he worked me expertly from where he kneeled behind me.

“Stop, it’s too much,” I gasped, the sensation on my oversensitive clit almost painful. When I jerked away, Dante just wrapped his arms around my hips, holding me in place. “Dante, please,” I whined as he lapped at me.

Nick swallowed my moans with an intense kiss, then moved out of the way so Lorenzo could do the same. “Are you using your safeword, baby?” Nick asked, smiling tenderly at me as I panted and whined at the pleasure Dante drew from me.

I shook my head, wrapping my arms around Lorenzo’s neck so I wouldn’t fall as my legs shook with the effort of keeping me upright as Dante continued to nibble and lick between my legs, pushing a second finger into my ass, and fucking me roughly until a third orgasm slid through me, leaving me boneless, sliding out of Lorenzo’s arms.

Lorenzo laughed at me, the sound more wonder than malice. “Sunshine, I’ve never met anyone who fucks like you do.”

Nick laughed too, helping me out of my dress, gently laying it over a table, as I stood before my men in only my heels and my collar.

“A perfect slut,” Nick said, running a finger down my back, sliding it through the sweat, then sliding his fingers inside me and pulling the vibrator out. I whined at the sensation, desperate for these three men to fill me to the brim and annihilate me.

“Our slut,” Dante agreed.

Lorenzo freed his cock from his pants, leaning against the desk. “Are you ready, love?”

I blinked at him and chuckled lowly. “Pretty sure I’m the one who dragged all of you in here and not the other way around.”

He helped me climb him, digging into the flesh of my hips with his fingers until I straddled him on the desk, the edge cutting into my shins. I didn’t care. I didn’t care that I was dripping all over his tux. All I wanted was that fat cock inside me, stretching me, making me scream with pleasure.

When I seated myself on top of him, I couldn’t hold in my moan of pleasure.

“That’s it, slut,” Dante encouraged me, holding me up from behind, his long tattooed fingers plucking at my nipples as I adjusted to Lorenzo’s girth inside of me. “Eachone of us is going to come inside of you, and you’re going to walk out of here with our seed dripping down your thighs like the filthy whore you are.”

His words unlocked something inside of me.Yes.Yes, I wanted to be their filthy whore. I wanted to walk out of this room with their cum sliding out of me. I wanted nothing more than for these three men to debase and degrade me as we fucked in the empty office.

“Yes, please,” I said, instead.

“Yes, please, what?” Dante growled in my ear, pinching my nipple hard.Yes, god yes, more of that.

“Yes, please, come inside of me, sir. All of you, please,” I whined as Lorenzo twitched his hips, pushing even deeper inside of me.

“Whose slut are you, Sofia?” Lorenzo snarled as he lifted my hips and brought me back down on top of him. He left one hand on my hip while he tangled the other in my hair, yanking my head back and baring my throat to his lips. “Who do you belong to?”

I guess he’d gotten over his distaste for degradation.Thank God.

Nick stood beside Lorenzo, boxing me in on the side, nibbling on my earlobe. “Answer the question,” he said as I panted, trying to put a thought together, trying to give them the answer they wanted.

“Yours. I’m your slut,” I finally cried as I rolled my hips, chasing my pleasure, and Lorenzo’s.

“That’s right,” Dante murmured in agreement. “Our dirty filthy slut who’s letting three men share her in a back office at a charity event.”

“Yes,” I whined. “Share me, please.”

“Ours,” Dante said, fiercely, his fingers digging into my breasts as I writhed on top of Lorenzo.

“Yours,” I affirmed. Only theirs.

With a shuddering gasp, Lorenzo snapped his hips up and drove into me, setting a driving pace that had me screaming into Nick’s kiss as I climaxed.

Trembling, panting, sweat pouring down my back, I didn’t want to move, but my men had other ideas. Dante lifted me up off of Lorenzo and set me on the ground, catching me when my knees gave out.

Nick had found a rolling office chair and sat in it, allowing me to straddle him with my feet on the ground. I sank onto his waiting cock, moaning with pleasure. He didn’t wait, just fucked me stupid as I whined and moaned, begging for release. “Whose are you, Sofia?” he asked again.

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