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Dizzying with sensations, she was put onto her knees. Her swollen lips now quivered as they unearthed their cocks. She was so mesmerized by them she spent so long just touching them, kissing them, holding them to her cheek. She looked up at the three tall and perfectly shredded men above her and basked in every inch of the masculine beauty.
Thick, strong, and fully corded with veins, their cocks looked like works of art. Tentatively she licked at their glistening heads and her clit throbbed when they tightened their hands in her hair and pushed deeper into her mouth. Their taste exploded onto her tongue and she sucked even more hungrily.
She had never held a real cock in her hand before and now she had three and she couldn’t stop playing with them. For fleeting moments their hardness and thickness evoked a measure of fear in her. She didn’t think they would fit inside her. Surely, they were to break her.
But her thoughts were shoved aside when Leonid picked her up and carried her to a sofa so big and wide it could double as a bed.
He kissed her, licking her lips and her tongue and the inside of her mouth. Then he drifted down the length of her body. He parted her thighs and she shyly tried to resist him.
Flushed red with embarrassment, she cried out in shock when Leonid slapped her thigh.
“Open your legs for me, Ansley,” he said, the gravel in his tone, so deliciously lightly accented with Russian overtones, made her shiver.
She slowly let her legs fall apart. But as she did so she shut her eyes. With Damien and Roman standing close by, their gazes darkening at the sight of her profoundly wet pussy was too much for her to handle, let alone have Leonid between her legs, close enough to smell her.
“I have been with countless women, but I have never done this. I have never eaten from their pussies. Keep your legs open for me, Ansley.”
Oh God help her.
Leonid slipped his hands under her ass. He lowered his mouth to her and she cried out. His tongue laved her, then licked repeatedly at her wetness. He nuzzled her clit and took it into his mouth, then pulled until she was sobbing because the sensation was such an overload.
Leonid didn’t just eat from her, he savored her, he relished her. He used his fingers to test the texture of her nether lips, he sampled them first with his tongue before he suckled each lip into his mouth. He parted her folds and dipped inside her, scooping out her wetness then coating it on her clit before he licked it clean off. And then he would look at her and make her lock her gaze with his before he licked his lips and swallowed.
She was not going to survive.
He learned every fold, every sensitive piece, every part of her pussy and then he feasted on her. Wildly. Savagely. Utterly consuming and fiercely that she couldn’t handle it. She tried to wriggle out of his grasp, begged him to let her breathe. She tangled her fingers in his hair when the pressure to explode in his mouth became too much.
But for all her attempts to escape him, to keep him even closer, she couldn’t tell which anymore, Leonid followed. She had arched her back so much that he simply kneeled between her legs and brought her up to his mouth.
Then he made her come. He destroyed her with his mouth and she couldn’t control the glorious but violent-tinged climax that rippled through her.
She was drained and soaking wet. Her limbs quivered and her heart thudded so loudly she feared it would drum straight through her chest.
When Damien stood at the foot of the bed, his hand pumping his enormous cock, she couldn’t help but feel as if she wanted to scramble away or just open her legs for him.
Chapter Eighteen
Ansley whimpered. Her breathing was so laborious even her breasts heaved.
Damien.
She crept into his heat as he lowered himself over her. Fear had her clinging to him at the same time as she needed so desperately to feel him inside her. To fill the void, they had created inside her since the moment she had set her eyes on them.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” Damien rasped. She touched his beautiful face and sighed.
“Hurt me, Damien,” she said, the words coming from a different part of her altogether. A new her.
“I haven’t had a woman in seven years,” he said softly then gripped her throat and squeezed when she lifted herself a little more and touched the tip of his rock-hard cock with the entrance of her pussy. “Fuck,” he growled at her.
She should have been afraid. She was a virgin for crying out loud. But she wanted this.
“Take me, Damien,” she whispered, reaching up to kiss him the same moment as she pressed her pussy to him. Damien roared in her mouth. His hand squeezed tighter and somehow that just made her hotter and braver. “Take me,” she said hoarsely and opened herself up for him.
She struck the bulb of his head and this time he didn’t hold back. He pressed her down onto the sofa, lifted her leg, and moved it aside so she was widely parted for him and then he drove into her.
He started slow and her pussy made little spasms around him teasing him. She knew he was unleashing a beast.
“Fuck, Ansley. I haven’t been with a woman in seven years because I could resist them. But not you,” he growled. “Fuck, not you.” He drove into her fully.
