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He took my right hand and folded my fingers around his shaft. “Wrap your pretty lips around me, baby girl.” Luca leaned forward to rub the tip across my lips. “Be a good girl and show me how much you like sucking my cock.”

“Our girl is a natural,” Bastian said, as I sucked Luca into my mouth.

Luca’s palm dropped to the back of my head, forcing me to take more of him. I choked on him, right as Damian spread my thighs apart and licked my pussy from behind. I made a humming sound from the moans Damian stole from me. That only made Luca more aggressive.

He must have liked what I was doing because he fisted my curls so hard I thought he would rip the hair from my scalp. I slapped his hand, afraid I would choke on his big dick if he didn’t ease up on his death grip. He finally stopped being a jerk and loosened his hold on me, so I could maintain a more steady rhythm that ripped several grunts from his mouth.

Marcello moved to the floor beside me. He rubbed my clit as Damian spread me open with his tongue. Then Marcello twisted my nipple between his fingers, the sensation sending a shock wave of pleasure throughout my body.

Luca moved his hand over top of mine and helped me stroke his cock. He was jerking himself so hard I couldn’t match his movements with my mouth. I assumed he was close with how violent he was getting, each thrust into my mouth more powerful than the last.

I came on Damian’s tongue right as Luca came on mine, his salty cum filling my mouth. Damian’s fingers dug into my ass cheeks as my entire body trembled. He held me tight, marking me as his property.

Claiming his Pet.

“Fuck, Drea.” Luca groaned. “Goddamn, baby. Are you sure you weren’t sneaking out on us all these years? Fucking men behind our backs. What happened to our sweet little virgin?”

I slapped his leg and laughed. “Stop being an asshole.”

“I’m serious.” He dropped to the couch and ran a hand through his spiky black hair, a look of pure ecstasy on his handsome face. Luca tugged on his semi-hard cock that glistened with my saliva and his cum. “Fucking hell, woman. I’ve never come like that before.”

I sat between Luca and Damian, my legs spread for Marcello, who kneeled between them. He wanted his turn to make his queen come, lifting my right leg in the air. I leaned back against the cushion and pulled on his dark, messy hair. His eyes met mine as his tongue rolled across my clit. He sucked on the tiny nub a few times, and I hissed each time he did it.

I gripped his hair in my hands and moved his head closer, needing more of his tongue. “Make your queen come, Marcello.”

“I love seeing this side of you,” Damian whispered in my ear, sucking the lobe into his mouth. “You’re not a shy little virgin anymore.”

His hand moved between my breasts, down my stomach, and eventually he rubbed my clit with the pad of his thumb. Marcello licked me straight down the middle while his brothers watched, my chest heaving, my lungs ready to explode.

“She was never shy.” Bastian snickered. “Remember the first time we touched her? She pretended like she hated it, when she was so wet for us.” He scratched the corner of his jaw and groaned. “Fuck, I almost blew my load right there in the hallway at school.”

Damian dipped his head down and spoke against the shell of my ear. “We had to jerk off in the bathroom after that. You don’t know what you did to Bash and me. Your pussy was so tight I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” He breathed me in, like he was trying to memorize my scent. “You smelled so good. I didn’t want to wash your cum off my fingers.”

I smiled between moans, trying to give equal attention to all of them, even though Marcello was working his magic between my thighs. “Is that why you forced yourself on me every day?”

He nodded. “I’m addicted to your smell.”

“You got off to a girl you hated,” I choked out, my eyes closed as Marcello swirled his tongue around my clit, driving me fucking wild.

“I never hated you,” Damian admitted. “I hated I couldn’t fuck you.”

Marcello stopped licking me for a second and looked up at Damian. “This isn’t story time, D. Go order the fucking food while I take care of Alex.”

“Already did it,” Bastian said from the other side of the sectional couch. “Hurry and make her come, Marcello. They’ll be here any minute.” Then he shot up from the couch, hovering over Marcello as he watched him lick my pussy. “Remember that day in my car? When I took you to The Founders Club, and you had to come before I shifted gears?”

I bobbed my head and forced Marcello’s tongue deeper inside me. “Uh-huh.”

“Same deal, Cherry. If you don’t come before room service knocks, you don’t get to come at all.”

“Fucker,” I muttered, eyes closed, so I could focus on Marcello and his tongue.

“C’mon, Cherry.” Bash’s knee dropped to the couch between Damian and me, so he could lean over me. “It’s time to come for us.”

As if on command, my entire body trembled from the intense orgasm ripping through me. A wave of heat, then cold, shot down my arms and legs, all the way to my toes. I felt numb all over by the time my moans ceased.

Luca glanced over at Bastian. “Didn’t I tell you we could train her?”

Bastian’s gray eyes met Luca’s blue ones, a smirk tipping up the corner of his mouth. “That was all me, brother.”

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