Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 87704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
“Use your fingers,” he says. “Spread yourself open.”
Both Alexis and Antonio have pulled back to look down at me, nightdress revealing everything but my belly, face as warm as the sun, fingers lowering to tease open my labia as Luca had ordered.
The air is cool over my heated, sensitized flesh. I’m wet, and my clit is swollen. I close my lids as three sets of eyes zero in on the place between my thighs.
“Fuck,” Luca growls. “Look at that sweet pussy. Look at the way our princess is showing us what’s ours.” He moves closer, pressing a soft kiss to the inside of my knee, inhaling. I shiver as our eyes meet over the length of my body, and he burns me with the longing in his eyes.
He flicks open the buttons of his shirt methodically. Too slow. I watch as he reveals his strong throat, a sliver of muscular chest, tanned skin, and a dusting of dark hair across his pecs. Lower, his belly is tight, a dark trail leading to the cock he made me suck. My mouth waters as he pushes the fabric from his body, and I take in the majesty of Luca Venturi shirtless.
“Hold her,” he tells his brothers, who each take one of my arms in their rough hands and anchor my wrists above my head. Like this, my body is stretched tight, my breasts round and high, my belly concave. Luca pulls the nightgown from beneath me and tosses it to the floor, then spreads me wide with hands on the inside of my thighs.
“What do you want, princess?” he asks, kissing my ankle, making me shiver.
“Please,” I whisper.
Alexis chuckles, but Luca’s expression is cool and serious.
“Please, what?”
I bite my bottom lip, unused to the game but desperate to please him. “Please, Daddy. Lick me.”
He closes his eyes at my words, and a shudder of pleasure runs through him. Then he dips lower and presses a tender kiss against my clit. “So sweet,” he murmurs, kissing again. “So perfect.”
Alexis leans closer, his handsome face filling my vision. “You’re at our mercy, totally within our control,” he says, his eyes dancing. He kisses my mouth, licking under my top lip, savoring me, and Luca does the same between my legs, and then he whispers, “But you have all the power, little kitten.”
I shake my head, and he chuckles. “Look at us, worshiping at your body like an altar.”
Letting my gaze drift from his, I find Antonio close, his mouth hovering over my nipple, and Luca, his blue eyes blazing as his tongue presses into my hole. I can’t move, can’t even wriggle; they’re holding me so tightly, but Alexis is right. This feels like worship.
They’re not taking from me. They’re giving. Pleasure, safety, the reverence of their touch. I soak it all in, letting it wind my body higher and higher until I’m quivering and whimpering, and Luca is humming his approval against my flesh. He pushes one thick finger inside me, curling upward, beckoning against my inner walls, and I throw my head back as I’m swept away in a tidal wave of release, lights bursting behind the darkness of my closed eyelids, a keening, desperate sound escaping my lips. Antonio grips my face and kisses my cheeks, whispering. “That’s it, Aemelia. Take it. Let go. Let it all go,” and I know he sees everything I’ve been trying to hold together my whole life.
Tears leak from my eyes, and he kisses them away, stroking my face. “We’ve got you,” he says. “You don’t have to worry about anything ever again.”
I tremble and Alexis releases my wrist and kisses the soft skin as Luca does the same on the inside of my thigh. I reach for Antonio, drawing his mouth to mine and we kiss, tongues tangling, hands roaming. The hiss of belts tugging through loops and pants hitting the floor provides background noise to our passion, and knees nudge the underside of my thigh as someone climbs between my legs. The cock that’s shoved inside me is thick, but I’m slick from my orgasm, and it no longer feels like a strange intrusion to be filled. When whoever is inside me begins to move, I draw back from Antonio to find Alexis and Luca have switched places. Luca is now at my side, his fingers playing with my nipple as Alexis thrusts, his hips undulating, his expression tight and focused.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he says, resting his hand over my belly, his thumb stroking around my too-sensitive clit.
“Climb on top of her,” Luca instructs Antonio. “Give her your dick.”
While Antonio finished undressing, Luca props me up with two pillows so that when Antonio straddles my upper body, my face is angled to take him. He holds himself, uncertainty widening his eyes, but it drops away when I lick the tip of his dick and wrap my lips around it, sucking gently. I’m not experienced at blow jobs, but Antonio takes charge, sliding his hand under my head and curling his huge, muscular tattooed body over me as he pushes his cock between my lips, over and over. He doesn’t work himself in too deep. He’s careful, keeping our eyes locked, watching for my responses, staring at me like he can’t believe we’re together this way. Alexis is thrusting harder now, hitting deeper, and I hum with pleasure, which makes Antonio leak precum over my tongue. “Fuck,” they both say at the same time as sensations curl tighter.