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Evie and Damien break apart, and she gives Alexi her very best puppy dog eyes. “It’s the most comfortable one though.”

“How about you come to our bed and tell me if you still feel that way.” Alexi moves to the bed and pulls her off of me. She tries to wiggle her body away, but he tosses her over his shoulder, and when she whimpers, he smacks her ass.

He moves her to her feet, and she crosses her legs, pretending to be this innocent little angel. It’s so damn hilarious that I almost laugh out loud.

“You wanted us to hunt you down, Princess. Well, now you can run. And you better make sure I don’t catch you first.”

A manic grin splits her face before she pivots on her foot and darts out of the room. She’s barely visible as she moves up stairs, but we see her, and we can all guess where she’s going. Alexi follows behind her when Damien turns to me and pins me down on the bed with a hand around my throat.

“You’re not going anywhere, baby.” He leans down and presses a firm kiss to my lips before moving between my legs. He’s still fully dressed as he adjusts on the bed, but he holds me in place so I can’t help him strip.

One side of his lips tilts, and he studies every inch of me as if he were trying to memorize every inch.

“I think this is the hottest thing I have ever seen you in, and it’s only fair that I give you your first orgasm in it. What do you say, babe?”

I nod, begging and pushing into him. “Yes, please, baby. Give it to me.”

“Such a good boy,” he says, his fingers trailing down the red satin and lightly brushing over my cock.

They keep going all the way to my ass, where he rubs, keeping a firm hold on my neck with his other hand. One finger circles my entrance until I’m panting for it. If he doesn’t push something inside of me, I might die from the desperation.

Spit streams from his mouth to my dick, and Damien releases my throat to wrap his hand around my length, spreading the saliva and causing me to buck up into his hold.

His other hand keeps teasing my ass, never fully pushing in until I really can’t take it any more.

“Damien, fuck my ass with your fingers or I’m going to have to do it myself.”

He chuckles, but pushes one finger in just a quarter of an inch.

“More,” I beg. His other hand starts twisting as it goes up and down on my dick, flicking my piercing every so often. I could cry it feels so fucking good.

The moans escaping my lips aren’t even sexy at this point, they’re just needy.

“Fuck, I love seeing you like this. Did you enjoy sending me on that fake hunt for our girl?”

Ohhhhh, so that’s what this is about.

“Yes,” I tell him honestly because I really did. It gave me Evie to myself for just a moment, and that’s exactly what I was hoping for.

“And do you regret that little game now?” He rims my entrance again while letting go of my length. A frustrated growl leaves my lips as I push up on my elbows.

“Not even a little bit.” My hand wraps around my cock, taking over his job right as I push into him. His finger slips in, hitting just the right spot.

“Fuck,” we both say together as jets of cum erupt between the two of us. I stroke myself through my orgasm and Damien wiggles his finger, dragging out every ounce of my pleasure.

My limp body falls back onto the bed, finally sated, while Damien just sits there. He pulls his finger free, causing me to wince. But before I can give him a sarcastic saying about howgood I am at topping from the bottom, he flips me onto my front and lands a hard smack to my ass.

It takes me by surprise and I let out a yelp. Sticky cum coats my stomach, corset, and Alexi’s bed; Damien doesn't seem to care as he lands another firm slap to my ass.

“I think you’re forgetting who I am, baby.” Another smack, and this one has me moaning into the pillows, my dick already growing hard again beneath me.

“I’myourDom, not the other way around.”

He grabs my wrists, pinning them behind my back and lands another blow to my burning cheek. It hurts so fucking good, and I let him hear everything it has me feeling.

Five more hits and I’m panting. My ass is so sore that I’m sure it will bruise.But hey, it was worth it to see that look of surprise on his face.

A gentle hand rubs circles on my sensitive as hell ass, and I sigh, knowing it’s over.

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