Page 169 of Fall Before Her Throne

“How was I supposed to resist?” Max asked. “She’s just too gorgeous. Oh, she also wasn’t wearing any underwear.”

Obi drew his hand down my neck, over Ryu’s collar. His nose trailed over the skin of my chest until he nipped at it, and I let out a little squeal. “I don’t blame you, Max. Even I can’t help myself. She always wants to be fucked, and we’re powerless against her.”

I wove my hands behind his neck. “That is true.”

He grabbed my wrist and kissed the tender skin there, right beneath my new accessory. “This is an impressive bracelet.”

“Do you like it?” I asked. “Max gave it to me.”

“I do like it. Max has good taste. But I’d have you dripping in jewels and nothing else if it were up to me,” Obi said, eyes burning into mine.

I bit my lip, imagining wearing all my most expensive pieces while completely naked. I could picture the looks on all their faces as they stared at me. A wave of heat rippled through my core. “I like the sound of that.”

“Fuck,” Obi grunted. “Get on your hands and knees. Now.”

I laughed as I rolled over. He pulled my dress up over my hips, baring my exposed pussy and ass to the air. I heard a zipper before I felt the press of his tip against my entrance. My hands were fisting into the sheets of the bed as he slowly thrust inside me.

“Irresistible,” Obi said just as he snapped his hips. A moan ripped from my throat. “Max, let her suck your cock. If she wants to be fucked so badly, we’ll fuck her both together.”

My eyes flew open and locked onto Max. His mouth quirked up into a smile as he undid his zipper. His cock—and its metal piercing—sprung free, already rock hard. Obi grabbed underneath my hips, lifting me so we could make room for Max while he kept pulsing into me from behind. My hands landed on Max’s thighs.

“Look,” Max said as he drew my chin upward. His mouth was light against mine while his tongue swept through my lips. I could taste myself on his tongue.

After the kiss, I ducked my head and swirled my tongue around the tip of his cock. “I’ve been wondering what this feels like in my mouth.”

Max’s head tilted backward when I sucked him deep into my throat. The barbell dragged over my mouth until it hit the back of my throat. I barely held back a gag, but I forced my throat to relax so I could take him even further. I was so full. Full of both of them. My nerves were on fire. I could barely think, so the two of them took over. Obi’s hand reached around to my front and rubbed circles on my clit. I groaned against Max’s cock and his breaths went short and fast. His hand grabbed my curls, guiding my mouth up and down his length while Obi drove into me over and over.

“This is amazing,” Max breathed, eyes locked on me. “Fuck, you’re so incredible, Leona. I can’t believe I get to feel this. Do you like my cock in your throat and Obi in your pussy? Have you always been so greedy?”

I wanted to nod, but I was pinned between them, so I hollowed my cheeks and swirled my tongue over his piercing.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “So greedy. You always deserved more than me. You need all of us to satisfy you, don’t you?”

My body was on fire. I wasn’t going to last much longer, and from the sound of Obi’s grunts behind me and the color on Max’s cheeks, neither were they.

“Our queen needs her worship,” Obi said. “We worship at her altar, at her pleasure. But we own her and we use her until she just can’t take it anymore.”

The orgasm ripped through me with a cry. My eyes screwed shut. My entire body went tight. I couldn’t do anything but ride out the waves against Obi’s cock while I sucked Max as deeply as I could. He spilled down my throat a moment later, and I swallowed every drop. Obi’s fingers dug into my hips while he buried himself deep and came with a groan.

“That was…” I began, but I was too out of breath to finish. Max pushed some hair out of my face and smiled. I’d have to redo my hair and makeup. I had just been ravished, and I knew I looked like it.

Obi pressed a kiss to the back of my shoulder. He pulled out and his cum dripped down my thighs, but instead of grabbing a washcloth like my men usually did, Obi pulled my dress down and spun me on the bed to give me a firm kiss.

“Now we must go,” he said.

“I have to fix my hair and makeup first,” I stammered, still trying to catch my breath. “And clean up, too.”

He shook his head while he smirked. “You have five minutes to fix your hair and makeup, but you will walk into that gala with my cum painting your thighs.”

My eyes went wide and my pussy clenched in desire. “What? You won’t let me clean it off?”

He pulled me to my feet while Max zipped his pants. “You heard me,” Obi said. “You wanted to be fucked, so you were fucked, and now I will keep my mark on you the entire evening.”

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LEONA

Iwalked into the fundraiser gala with cum sticking to my thighs. What I thought was hot earlier was now unpleasant. I needed to find a bathroom to clean this up. Immediately.