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Olivia’s heart was pounding so hard, she was sure she was about to have a panic attack. Could she actually do this? Or was this one of those fantasies best left in the realm of self-pleasure, never to see the light of day?
When Mason took firm hold of her wrists and began binding them together in front of her, she jerked her hands away, unable to help herself.
“Olivia,” Aiden said, without a hint of the anger she’d expected. “Look at me.”
Grateful for an easy order to follow, she did as she was told, losing herself in the utter calm radiating from his deep brown eyes.
“I’ll never ask you to do something I think you can’t handle. You know that, right?”
Her heart rate was already slowing down. “Yes, Sir.”
“Do you trust me to take care of you?”
She took a deep breath, then let it out just as slowly. He was right. She could do this. “Yes, Sir. Always.”
When one corner of his mouth quirked up, he seemed almost surprised by his own reaction. His expression returned to his patient Dom face a moment later. “Then be a good girl and hold out your hands for Mason.”
With one more calming breath, Olivia did as she was told. Mason bound her hands tightly, tying the wet spandex into an intense-looking knot. Then three sets of hands were picking at the strings of her own bikini, undoing the little bows she’d obsessed over tying exactly right, wanting to be perfect for her Dom. All her hard work was undone in seconds, and the skimpy bits of fabric were tossed aside without a thought.
Olivia was comfortable with her body most of the time, but she’d also never been naked in front of three men at once. And with an audience to boot—something she could hardly forget with a neon green bikini top wrapped around her wrists. It took all her self-control to keep herself from trying to cover up with her arms and hands, though her pussy clearly didn’t get the message from her brain. She could feel the wetness between her thighs.
“Mmm,” Aiden said, reaching down to plump up her breasts, her bound arms squeezing them in a tawdry display. “She has such beautiful breasts. Don’t you agree?”
“Lovely.” Mason reached down to give one nipple a harsh tweak, making her gasp. “Though I know what would make them even lovelier.”
Aiden pinched the other nipple even harder, and it set off a corresponding ache in her pussy. She squeezed her legs together, hoping a little pressure would help, but it only made her feel emptier. “An excellent notion,” Aiden said, watching her squirm with heavy-lidded eyes. “Camden, if you would.”
Grinning, Camden went to a large wicker chest she’d assumed held towels. But when he pried the lid open, it was full of sex toys (because of course it was). He only rummaged around for a few seconds before he returned, a tiny, sealed bottle of lube in one hand, alligator-style nipple clamps in the other.
“Be a good girl and present your breasts to us,” Aiden said, lust deepening his voice.
Olivia arched her back, propping up her breasts even more with her arms. Then Mason took hold of one nipple and Aiden the other, both men squeezing and pulling mercilessly before attaching the clamps Camden handed them. Screwing her eyes closed, she sucked in a harsh breath at the burst of sharp pain.
“What a good girl you’ve brought for us to play with,” Mason said, giving one of the clamps a little tug and making her whimper. His hands moved lower, taking hold of her hips, and her eyes flew open as he flipped her over. He arranged her exactly as he wanted her, like she was nothing but a large doll—on her knees with her ass in the air, bent all the way down until her forehead pressed into the chaise cushion.
When cold lube dribbled into the crack of her ass, she let out an embarrassingly loud moan.
Camden chuckled. “You weren’t kidding. She really is a little anal slut.”
The words were like a direct line to her clit, but Mason had positioned her with her legs spread, and there was nothing she could do about it. The throbbing in her clit and pussy got even worse when one of them gathered the lube onto two fingers and started pumping them in and out of her rear hole. “Please,” she begged, not caring which of them answered her plea. She was sure if they touched her clit for even a second, she would come.
All three of them chuckled that time, and it didn’t sound like they had any intention of showing her mercy. “Wait until it’s Aiden’s cock and not my fingers,” Camden said, giving his fingers a ruthless twist that left her gasping. “We’re just getting started, baby.”
When he removed his thick fingers entirely, Olivia almost cried out at the loss. Though she didn’t suffer for long. Strong hands were on her shoulders and hips again, lifting her to stand at the end of the chaise. Now completely nude, Camden plopped down into the spot she’d vacated and laced his fingers behind his head, grinning up at Olivia.
Not that she was looking at his face. Sweet merciful Jesus, his cock was fucking enormous. She watched with greedy eyes as he rolled a condom down over it. Afraid she might have legit drooled, she licked the corners of her lips and hoped no one noticed.
She was so distracted by Camden’s erection, she jumped when Aiden and Mason took hold of her again. They helped her kneel over Camden, straddling his hips, her bound hands splayed on his hard chest. Jesus Christ, she was fucking panting again, and there wasn’t even anyone inside her yet.
“So eager,” Camden said, giving both nipple clamps a none-too-gentle pull. “Good, eager little girls get fuckedhard. Is that what you want, baby?”
“Yes.” She practically breathed the word. A sharp spank on her left ass cheek had her scrambling to add, “Sir.”
“What’s your safe word, Olivia?” Aiden asked from behind her.
“Orchid, Sir.”
“Good girl. And if you’re not able to speak, I want you to tap three times on Camden’s chest. He’ll make sure everything stops. Understood?”
