Page 16 of Fractured Dynasty


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I glare at him, aware this is his way of giving me an out. “Sure, I’ll take a break on your face.”

He chuckles and lifts his chin to the left. “Alright, but first, I had another idea. Trust us?”

A soft smile spreads across my face. “Always.”

“Good girl,” he murmurs with a small smile. “You’re going to ride Dante, and I’m going to play.”

As wrung out as those orgasms made me feel, adrenaline flies through my body at his command. I feel like I blink and Dante’s laid out on my bed like a fucking all-you-can-eat buffet. His body is a work of art, and I’m happy to worship it for the rest of my life. My palms press against his chest, my legs on either side of his hips.

He’s balls-deep inside of me, and I’m ready to beg to get him to move. I roll my hips, and Dante grunts through a clenched jaw. “Easy, baby girl.”

But I’m not sure if I can go easy right now. That hot, achy feeling of desperate lust claws over me, demanding I take my pleasure from my man underneath me.

Each of my men are blessed by divine intervention, I’m sure of it.

Matteo nudges me toward Dante with a gentle touch to my shoulder. “Lean forward, Cherry. Remember, we can stop at any time.”

I stare into my boyfriend’s dark eyes, the silver specks glowing this up close. I brush my lips across his and say, “I know. I’m ready.”

Dante’s hands settle on my hips. “Kiss me, Maddie.”

We fall into each other, everything outside of the places our bodies touch fades away. Our mouths move slowly against one another, our tongues tangling almost languidly.

The cool feeling of liquid hitting my ass cheeks brings me back to present.

Matteo’s warm palm covers my hip. “It’ll warm up, just relax, Cherry. I’ve got you.”

I unclench my muscles, the lube already warming up on my skin.

He swirls his fingers around and gathers it on the pads of his fingers. He trails up my ass cheek and settles on my ass. With soft sweeping strokes, he teases the sensitive skin there, circling it with barely-there touches.

Pleasure sparks, quick, hot bolts of arousal igniting inside my body. “That—that feels so good,” I say on a moan, grinding as much as I can against Dante’s dick. “Keep going.”

Matteo continues to draw circles, around and around. The wet noises are a soundtrack to our desires. I shift just a little bit on Dante’s dick, and the tip of Matteo’s finger slips inside.

My pussy clenches at the foreign feeling. It feels so good and so different, my breath stalls in my lungs. Panting fills the room, a chorus to the euphoria I’m experiencing. I rock back a little, encouragement for Matteo to continue to play.

“Do you like that, Cherry?”

“Yes, yes, yes. Keep going, Matteo. Please.” I’m nodding against Dante’s lips, my words a broken mess. Sparks shoot behind my eyes, and I’m hunting for my next orgasm already. Dante rocks me against his cock with his hands on my hips, small swivels that send Matteo’s finger more firmly inside my ass.

I pull my mouth away from Dante’s and rest my forehead against the perfect place between his neck and shoulder, panting through the bite of pain and the promised pleasure.

“Fuck me with your finger, Matteo,” I murmur against Dante’s skin. “And make yourself come too. I want to hear you come with me.”

“Fucking hell, Cherry,” Matteo grunts.

I roll my forehead to the side and watch as he pulls his hand from my ass and wraps it around his cock. The combination of my arousal and lube coat his dick as he fists it tightly. His other hand resumes his ministrations, circling and circling my asshole. He slips his long digit inside and gently rocks it back and forth. And it’s too much.

The feeling of being so full, watching Matteo stroke his cock with his gaze lasered-in on his finger fucking my ass, and Dante’s cock filling my pussy.

I orgasm so hard, everything in my body clenches tight. I distantly hear and feel both Matteo and Dante come, one after the other, but I’m too busy flying high. I’m on some other earthly plane, catapulted out of the solar system with the tide of pleasure. It feels too good, I’m not sure if I’ll ever come back down.

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NICO SANTORINI

“Tell me again why we have to wait another half hour?”

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