Page 21 of Dark Mafia Villains


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I gasp when Ryth complies and Marco spreads all the sticky wetness over my ass and teases me. He’s gentle at first.

“Oh,” I sigh, clenching every muscle. The sensations are all so new.

“I’ve never,” I say quickly when Marco’s finger breaks the tight ring of muscles. Ryth hasn’t slowed his thrusting and now the added pressure is all so much to handle.

Alaric angles my mouth his way and I open for him, unsure of what will happen next.

“Trust us,” Ryth says, holding my eyes. He works with his friend and together they give me a next-level kind of pleasure. Pushing and pulling until my eyes slam shut and I’m barreling over the edge of yet another climax.

Alaric slips from my mouth and I immediately feel the loss. “Milk my friend so I can have you. Don’t you dare think this is the end, baby.”

Ryth’s head falls back, and his groan is just as soul-searing as his friend’s. On some other level, I feel like the tiny vines of energy that connect us to this plane fuse and bond.

Hot splashes of milk pour into my womb, and I am utterly obsessed with the feel of his cock jerking inside me.

It’s primal. Claiming.

He falls over me and takes my mouth in a hard, fierce kiss. His skin is hot against mine.

But Alaric has other ideas than to let me get swept into his friend’s possessive touch.

Alaric

I’m obsessed with the taste of her on my tongue. I knew she would be addictive the second I got my hands on her. My cock wet with her juices. The feel of her warm skin writhing against mine.

Fuck, yes. I love being right.

I love her.

The realization feels as right in my heart as it does in my head. Ryth and Marco do too. I’ve known them my entire life. One look at them and I know this is the one. Again, I love being right.

“Ryth, man. Let me have her.”

She throws a hand up in protest. I chuckle darkly and twine her fingers with mine. “No, baby. I’ve waited long enough. Tonight, we all three get our prize for being good, honorable men and keeping our promise to your brother.”

I move to the head of the bed and take her with me. I settle her over my hard cock wet with her saliva. With her back to my front, she’s left wide open for my Chaos brothers.

“Fuck, that’s better than I imagined.”

“Look at all that milk pouring out of her,” Ryth murmurs sweetly to her. “I’ll have to wash every single piece of cloth on this bed after we finish.”

Ryth falls to his stomach and teases his tongue over her nub. Her pussy clamps around me. I thrust up into her dripping channel again and again. Slick wetness drips all over us and yet Ryth continues to torture her until she’s screaming.

“Stop! You have to. I can’t come again. Oh, my God!” She thrashes and fights, but my arms are a vice around her middle.

“Yes, you fucking will. I won’t be the only that doesn’t get to feel your perfect fucking pussy milking my cock.”

Marco is beside us standing on the floor guiding her hand to his spent cock. “Hold me, sweet thing, and focus on how good it feels.”

She doesn’t hesitate and takes my friend in her hand. Damn sexy.

Her mouth drops open and I can tell by the tightening of her core muscles around me she’s close.

My God. It’s working. Nyx stops trying to push Ryth off and instead takes all her pent-up energy out on Marco’s cock.

“Soon, Ryth. She’s going to fucking lose it.” I savor the taste of her torment. She’ll come to love everything we are giving her and crave it just as badly as we do.

Her hips rock and I pound up into her. Ryth’s massive shoulders hold our queen’s thighs open to whatever we want.

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