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She seriously doubted that, but she let her fingers slide out of her wet pussy. She wanted him to make her fall apart, she was ripe and ready. Dying for more. She wanted both of them to do so. His body was heavily muscled, his torso sculpted. There was a scar across his belly, and there were nicks all over his chest, like he’d been sprayed with glass. She wondered how that had happened but thought it was not the time to ask, not yet. Cam was still telling himself that this could only be about fucking, but she knew there was something bigger happening here. She just had to bide her time.
His cock was hard, and in the low light of the gas lamp, he caught her watching and slid a hand down to stroke himself.
“This is going down your throat soon enough,” he promised, extending a hand to her. She looked up at him and wished he’d kiss her. But his mouth stayed hard, his eyes burning with lust. He sat on the only chair in the room and pulled her onto his lap, facing toward the window. “You like to have an audience.” His voice was low and rough as he ran his hands over her front. He slid his palm to cup her sex. “You’re wet just from thinking of them watching you. How they’ll take out their pricks and stroke themselves while you bounce on my cock.”
“Yes.” That sweet ache was back, and she nodded. She was splayed on his lap. She felt so open, and his hands were everywhere.
“Look up at the opening on the door,” he demanded as he pushed a finger inside her, his other hand tight on her hip. She did and found the blond head again.
“He’s still there,” she told him, lifting herself. She felt the head of his prick at her entrance, and she wanted to slam herself on it, but he was playing with her clit, and it felt too good. She moaned, circling her hips into his touch.
“What if I bring him in here? Have him fuck your mouth while I take your pussy again?”
“Ah!” The thought was enough to make her come, and with his thumb rubbing her clit, she climaxed loudly. But he didn’t stop; he got into a wicked rhythm of pushing three fingers inside, pulling them out, and smacking her clit. She leaned on his shoulders as he did it. Ramming herself into his touch.
“Greedy pussy, taking my fingers, my cock, my mouth. One isn’t enough; you need to be stuffed to the brim. Maybe I’ll put you on your hands and knees and let Enzo fuck you while I spank this ass.” She bucked into his hand at the thought. He placed her legs over the armrests so that she was impossibly open, and then he tipped her forward so that her breasts swayed as his hand fucked her.
“Open the door and come in,” he barked, and within seconds the door of the cabin slammed open.
“Captain,” Enzo drawled as he sauntered in. The moment he saw her on Cam’s lap, he froze. Enzo ran his eyes over her with such intensity, she trembled. When his amber gaze landed on the man whose cock she was moments from taking, he sucked his teeth loudly. The temperature in the room rose just from the look the younger man was sending the captain.
“Fuck her mouth,” Camden instructed as she braced her hands on the arms of the chair, trying to press into the impaling Camden gave her. He pushed his cock inside her without mercy. Her breasts bounced every time their bodies slammed together, and with Enzo watching them, she felt swollen, her pussy hot and slippery as it took Camden. She was so full, stretched to the point of pain, and he was right—she still needed more.
The most powerful men on this boat. They would protect her.
“Please, Enzo,” she whispered in a needy voice she barely recognized. “I’m hungry for you.”
He grinned and leaned down to kiss her chastely. A moment later his clothed erection was at her lips. “You want this, belleza?” Enzo asked, his voice gravelly.
“Fuck her mouth, Vincenzo,” Cam groaned impatiently.
“If you’re so eager to see my prick, you should’ve just said so, McCollough,” Enzo teased, eliciting an irritated growl from the other man.
“Stop playing.” Cam grunted as he pushed into her with enough force to make her teeth chatter.
“God, I love watching them move,” Enzo praised and leaned over to suck on a nipple. “You’re a sight.” His voice was pure lust. “You need this?”
She nodded, eagerly.
“Fuck,” Enzo muttered and pulled out his hard cock.
Rosalía couldn’t help licking her lips at the sight of it. He was different from Cam, who had an intimidatingly thick cock. Enzo was slender and very long. The head looked like a mushroom, and it didn’t have a foreskin; she could see beads of liquid dripping from it. She stuck her tongue out for Enzo’s cock, and he grinned—a lazy, seductive expression as he stroked himself.
“Have you done this before?” he asked, and she shook her head.
“No, but I want to.”
She gasped as Cam tipped her hips forward and thrust into her, one of his hands looking for her clit, while Enzo tweaked her nipple.
She didn’t know if she was making the biggest mistake of her life by giving herself like this to these men. They could just throw her to the rest of the crew after they were done with her. Discard her. She shut her mind to that and parted her lips for Enzo. He entered her mouth with surprising gentleness, his thumb brushing the side of her face as he took her. The liquid from his member hit her tongue, and she moaned at the briny tang of it. He breathed out harshly when she instinctively took the head and sucked.
“Tu boca es un sueño, belleza,” he groaned with appreciation. His voice was warm rain washing over her. Something inside her unfurled at the approval in his voice. That her mouth was like a dream. That she was his beauty.
“This what you wanted?” Camden pushed into her with brutal roughness, just as Enzo gently surged into her. It was what she needed.
In a moment of whimsy, she imagined herself caught between Lucifer and Michael. The devil at her back and the avenging angel in front of her. Perfectly taking her. She gazed up at Enzo at the same time as she reached back and dug into Camden’s flank for purchase.
“You like being stuffed, don’t you, sweetheart? Perfect fucking mouth. Cam and I are going to have to switch. I’ll take that tight pussy while he takes a turn with this mouth. Mm.” Enzo threw his head back, his eyes closed as she flicked her tongue over his slit. “Relax your throat, doll, and look at me.”
