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“I’m flowing for you, Carlo,” I gasp. “Ready to gush.”
“I’ll make you squirt. You’re truly mine, Lucia.” And his crown docks into my ready opening, making my swollen wings buzz. I can’t wait. But I can’t. He seals our lips together as he drills into me.
But my cries and yelps still break out.
He’s so huge. I thought I had the sense of how big he is when I squeezed him in my throat, but he’s making me crawl back on the couch.
He pushes in. I shout. The pain is so sharp as he drills firmly into me, I want more. I need it. But the pleasure is so great, I don’t think I can take it.
A blinding mix of pain and ecstasy explode and ripple out from my pussy through my core and out through my body. My back arches and my nipples are on fire.
“Carlo!”
“Lucia.”
“I’m so glad I waited.”
All the times I imagined how it would be, I never dreamed it would be as intense as this. The heels of my hands pound the couch, but I want him closer. I want to feel all of his body against mine as the roaring surge of currents swirl and bloom inside me.
As our hips collide and slam against each other, it’s so slippery and wet, it feels like we’re rocking in an oil bath.
I bang my pelvis down on his, as hard as I can, and faster and faster to feel the burn and rasp as he stretches me more than I would ever have believed possible.
He holds my ass, gripping my cheeks in his big hands, lifting me to him as he hammers mercilessly into me. His cock pounds into me so hard and reams me so eye-stretchingly wide, I’m banging the sides of my fists against his back. I don’t know if I’m trying to make him stop or fuck me harder. I’m losing sense.
I only know that I can’t take it. And I want more. And I need it now.
I fling my arms around him. Hold him, pull him to me, wrap him as close and tight as I can.
Growling into my ear, he says, “You’re mine. Mine, Princess. My Cinderella.” He runs his hands all over me, possessing every inch of me. Everything he does starts up another fire in a dark part of me. Like I’m an unexplored jungle. Each new find is a revelation. A dark discovery. I jump when he pokes at my ass. Squeezes and kneads my breasts. Plucks at my nipples, then gobbles and sucks them. Hooks his arms under my knees to pull my thighs up.
He folds me up. Makes me his fuck pillow.
Slams in longer. Harder. Higher. Deeper.
Dazzling bursts and flashes of sensation splash and crash inside me as he reams harder into my soft, weak flesh, stretching me to a searing fire of ecstasy. Painful pleasure. My breathing is wild and out of control.
In the far corners of the room, the two brothers stand tall, hands clasped in front of them like palace guards. Their pants aren’t still, though, and neither are their hands. Not completely.
I get a whole new rush of dirty thrill, knowing they’re here, knowing they watched the most intimate and private part of my whole life. The ideas about them observing like European royal courtiers make me feel even more exposed somehow. Thinking about how ancient lords and chancellors would stand, watching as royal couples coupled. And now, their dark modern counterparts are here, doing the same to me.
Having two more men, two more hard, throbbing cocks in the room, makes everything seem filthier. Even more wrong. Puts an extra spark in the air. Losing myself on another rolling crest, the sight of them bowls heart-stopping rushes of rising chills from Carlo’s unstoppable pounding beat.
His eyes flash as our wet flesh rips apart, sore where he shifts his weight, reaching, driving even farther into me. Folded up beneath him, I feel like he’s going to plant his seed up in my chest or my throat.
He burrows higher and my head shakes from side to side. Slippery wet slaps and my hot, increasingly desperate gasps reverberate. He almost grins as he nods.
From the corners, Bruno and Alessio clear their throats. My hands go out, opening and closing like there was something I could grasp for safety or comfort as he nails me harder. Bruno and Alessio watch closer and cock their heads.
Seeming like he knows everything, Carlo says, “Give her what she wants. Let the princess have more cocks to hold on to.” His eyes flash with fire. “Or even to suck on.”
I can’t hold on. I shake from deep down, and a gushing torrent of orgasm splashes though me.
Bruno drags out the length of his fat snake as he steps closer. Alessio is drawing his zipper down and handling his cock, pulling it out. I bite my lips so hard and I screw my eyes shut for the next burst of light and sensation. Then my eyes and my mouth stretch wide open.
Gasping as I look from Alessio to Bruno, I lift my hands above the back of the couch. I open and close my fingers.
Give. Gimme.
