Page 39 of Her Billionaire Boyfriend

Some of the men laughed.

Nine’s breath tickled my wet labia, then histongue finally, finally touched me. I hissed “yes,” and tried topush myself against his mouth, urging him toward my cruelly deniedclit. He took his time getting there, running wide, flat licksbetween my folds before closing his lips around my clit.

The noises I made were somewhere betweenpleading and encouraging. I dove the fingers of my free hand intohis hair; someone else gripped my wrist and pulled it away, pinningit to the table. Another man reached over and palmed my breast.

“Do you mind if I fuck her throat while youtake your turn?” a voice asked, and Nine paused long enough toanswer, “Not at all.”

“Tilt your head back.” The man towering overme from the other side of the table was middle-aged, white, withslightly thinning hair and a little bit of paunch around hismiddle. The perfect example of an unassuming figure. Not someone Iwould have probably given a second glance out in the real world,but here, that didn’t matter. I didn’t get to choose. It didn’tmatter if I found these men particularly attractive or interesting.I was only here for them.

The man at my head put a hand under my neckto angle me into the position he wanted. He was already unzipped,his erection in hand. He didn’t say anything else to me, justthrust between my lips and all the way to the back of my throatuntil I gagged.

When he withdrew, I coughed, but I didn’tget time to recover before he was back in, fucking my throatexactly the way he’d said he would. I took him all the way down,choking each time, while he stroked the column of my throat withhis thumb.

Between my legs, Nine worked me into afrenzy, his tongue swirling around my clit with the practicedtechnique of someone who’d never failed to make a woman come. And Iwanted to, so badly. The strangely off-center orgasm from beforehadn’t been enough. I needed to get off.

He continued to manipulate the plug,swirling it inside me, setting off twinges of discomfort onemoment, unbelievable pleasure the next. I climbed higher andhigher, my body torn between the warring sensations of oxygendeprivation from the dick cutting off my breathing and the mouth onmy pussy.

“Fuck, that’s good,” the man in my mouthgroaned, and pulled out. “I don’t want to come yet. I don’t want tocome until I’ve been inside that pussy.”

“I have no problem coming in her mouth,”another man joked, and I heard the scrape of a bench moving beforesomeone else took up the position. I closed my eyes; the princessin the story probably had, as well, while she was being used by theknights. She closed her eyes, I knew, and imagined the dragon doingthese things to her.

Another cock pushed between my lips, thistime not as far, giving me room to suck and tongue him while hiships pumped shallowly. I imagined it was my dragon I was blowing,though my dragon was better endowed than this knight.

Nine used his thumb to push back the hood ofmy clit, tapping his tongue directly on those raw, sensitivepoints, and I pounded my shackled fist on the table. I might nothave felt that first orgasm the way I was used to, but I was assensitive as I would have been from a normal one. My leg kickedout. Something spilled, pooling wet beneath me.

“I’m going to cum all over your face,” theman at my head said, and it sounded more threat than promise. Imoaned around his cock, tasting the first drops of precum on histip. “I’ve been edging all day,” he went on, growing increasinglybreathless. “Ever since I got your dragon’s invitation. I’ve beenfantasizing about it.”

I ground my hips against Nine’s face. Close.I was so close.

The knight in my mouth pulled out, tugginghis cock.

“Here it comes, princess,” my dragon warnedplayfully, and his voice was an echo in my head as I came on Nine’stongue, screaming, the other knight’s hot cum raining heavydroplets over my face and hair, into my open mouth.

There was a smattering of applause.

“I have to fuck this pussy,” Nine groaned. Iopened my eyes to see him pull out his cock. It was average lengthbut thick, though I didn’t have long to appreciate the sight of itbefore he rammed inside me, pulling a cry of surprise from mylips.

The man who’d come on my face made no moveto clean me up. He tucked himself away and left me for the nextknight to use. The unmistakable buzz of a vibrator came from myright, and the bulbous head of a cordless wand pressed down hard onmy clit on the highest setting.

I screamed and bucked, almost throwing Nineoff his rhythm, but my voice was cut off by another cock forcedinto my throat. The taste of the other knight’s cum was still on mytongue; the young, bronze-skinned man fucking my face scooped upmore from my cheek and pushed his fingers into the corner of mymouth, never pulling out as he did.

“You like the taste of another man’s cum?”he taunted me.

“Answer the gentleman,” my dragoninstructed.

I tried to give an affirmative answer withmy mouth full, and Nine laughed. He turned to one of the otherknights and said, “Wait until you get in here. She feels so fuckinggood. Fuck, Matt, can I come inside?”

“Did you see it in her limits?” he asked,lifting a brow.

Nine picked up his pace.

The vibrator on my clit was relentless. WhenI came this time, it wasn’t relief. It was torment. The handholding it firmly to me never moved it away, even for a second. Mylegs thrashed; Nine called, “Can someone hold her down?”

Two sets of hands gripped my ankles. Therewas no way to escape any of the sensations the knights inflictedupon me. Someone poured a goblet of wine over my tits, a cold shockon my flushed skin.

The man in my mouth groaned and pulled out,cum arching from his broad tip and onto my neck and chest. A handwas there immediately, smearing it into my tits with the wine.

“No, thank you,” I heard someone say,declining the offer of my mouth, I assumed. “I’m waiting for herass.”

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