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In Dante’s bedroom,we gathered. Dante dimmed the lights while Alex lowered theshades.
Gabriel pulled back the sheets on the bed, and pulled a bottle of oil from thenightstand.
He poured it into a warmingtray.
“Get undressed, Peyton,” Danteordered.
I did, trembling with excitement. No matter what happened, I was prepared. I wantedthem.
All ofthem.
Dante took the warm scented oil, poured some in his palm. He began stroking my body in slow, sure caresses. Rubbed the tension from her shoulders, massaging the stiffened muscles. His big hands, strong and sure, caressed my flesh as I lay on myback.
Lightly he caressed my breasts, stroking the oil into my skin. His oiled fingers circled my nipples, flicked over them. I squirmed inpleasure.
“Remember, Peyton, only our touch will give you the fulfillment you crave,” he saidsoftly.
Dante slid his fingers down my belly, rubbing small circles there. He tunneled past the curls on my mound, then slid his oiled fingers into my slit. I moaned as he touched my swollen, achingclit.
Next, Alex oiled his hands, and touched me. He rubbed gently, tenderly, the way I liked best. The ache between my legs intensified. I tossed my head, moaning, arching off thebed.
Suddenly my arms were stretched over my head. A silk blindfold was tied over my eyes, preventing me fromseeing.
Gabriel.
Three pairs of oiled hands worked on my body, massaging me, kneading my flesh. A light teasing touch between my legs, and palms on mybreasts.
Just prior to climax, they stopped. Left perched on the edge of pleasure, I bit back a frustratedmoan.
“Soon, baby,” Gabriel’s deep voicepromised.
Someone brushed my mouth in a tenderkiss.
“Remember that, Peyton,” Dante told me. “Only we can give you what you crave. You will achieve orgasm only throughus.”
The earthy smell of males and leather and spices teased my nostrils as they continued to massage my skin. I felt a large, thick finger inserted into my passage, and bore down, squeezing hard. Then I heard a sigh ofapproval.
I swallowed hard as the finger moved deeper insideme.
“So tight,” Alex murmured. “So verysweet.”
The finger left me and the massaging stopped. Disappointed, I writhed. My bonds were released and I was turnedover.
Someone delivered a swift, hard slap to my bottom. “Stay still,” Gabrielcommanded.
Someone began massaging the oil into my back. Loosening the muscles, kneading my skin in light, circular strokes. They teased me, sliding fingers along the crevice of my bottom as Imoaned.
Two hands stroked my bottom, kneading my tender flesh. Soothing, masculine murmurs sounded as someone spread my cheeks open. Oiled fingers probed myanus.
Stiffening, I felt a finger easing inside thepassage.
“What a sweet ass you have, baby. Soft and plump with a pretty little rosebud so tight and firm. This will ease you, make you ready for what is to come, sweetheart,” Dante saidsoftly.
“Make sure you coat the plug with lots of oil, Dante,” Gabriel warned. “She’s virginthere.”
My bonds were untied, but they left the blindfoldon.
