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He looks fascinated with my curiosity, and I realize that must be part of the experience. The newness for me is exactly what he’s getting off on.

While his jeans rest on the edge of his hips, he pauses for a beat to drag off his t-shirt.

The air then leaves my lungs at the sight of his tattooed body. I was right before about the dragon. The tail stops just at his neck, and the rest of it wraps around his torso.

It’s a massive Bavarian Dragon that looks like it could fly off his body and around the room. Japanese characters fill the rest of the spaces on his skin where the dragon isn’t.

“Like what you see?” he smirks.

“I do.”My God, do I ever.

“You can explore me later.”

“Hey, don’t leave me out,” Henry teases, and I look at him to see he also has tattoos.

Ones that make you want to stop and stare. He has a native American-looking black wolf that takes up the right side of his abs and a compass on his left pec.

He turns around, and my mouth waters when I see his back is covered in all sorts of tattoos. But he hasn’t got any on his arms.

“Show off,” Georgiou teases, and I look back at him.

The humor fades from his expression when he shoves his jeans and boxers down, unveiling his massive cock.

I could feel it earlier, so I guessed that he would be big. I just didn’t know he was going to be that big. I’m sure that’s what people mean by hung like a horse. I don’t know how he’s going to fit inside me. More importantly, I think it’s going to really hurt.

A smirk lifts his face as he steps out of his clothes, revealing more tattoos on his legs.

“Don’t worry, it will fit,” he says as if reading my thoughts.

“We’ll make sure you enjoy it,” Henry adds, pushing his pants and boxers down too.

My nerves scatter when I see his cock is just as big.

“Okay,” I whisper, and I know I’m showing my inner worries.

At the same time, the ripple of excitement comes back to entice me because I know I’ll enjoy whatever they have in store for me.

My next worry is what I’m about to do now. I don’t know how to give a blow job. I’ve imagined doing it, and I doubt it’s that hard. I just don’t want to get it wrong when all they’ve done is pleasure me.

“I think you know what we want you to do,” Georgiou says.

“Yes.” I try to sound more confident than I feel.

He touches my chin, and the side of his mouth curls into a devastatingly sexy smile. “Don’t worry. Whatever you do will be the right thing. On your knees now, Duchess. Suck our dicks.”

At his command, my pussy clenches with need, and I drop to my knees. When I do, he runs a hand through my hair, and Henry bends down to stroke my right nipple. That feels amazing, and I don’t want him to stop touching me.

I’m glad when he doesn’t.

I take Georgiou’s cock first, and he nods when I run my hand over the smooth length.

He’s hard and thick, and his cock grows even bigger at my touch. The thought occurs to me that I did this. I aroused him, and the same way I’m wet for him is the same way he’s hard for me.

They both are.

He smiles when I open my mouth and lick over the tip of the fat mushroom head, tasting him.

His skin tastes like desire—if that makes sense.

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