Page 178 of Born in Depravity

Oh, fuck.

His fingers … and the plug … it was too much. Too much and not enough.

I kissed Damien harder, my tongue moving along to the same rhythm Nikolay set with his finger.

He added another one.

I felt a small tremor work its way up my lower back. How could I not come when this felt so good? My hands moved to Damien’s shoulders, my fingernails digging into his skin when Nikolay increased his pace.

Oh, God.

I pulled away from the kiss, my eyes pleading with Damien.

Please let me come.

I just wanted to come so badly.

I let out a small cry when I felt Nikolay lick me up and down my crease before moving back to my clit, sucking on my aching clit. I moved my fingernails down Damien’s arms, leaving white lines behind, though it didn’t look like he was put off by it.

Damien seemed to like it when I hurt him, which was good, because I was thinking about a million different ways I could.

He must have read my thoughts, because he let out a small chuckle before leaning down and giving me a hard, bruising kiss.

Fuck.

He pulled away and whispered against my lips. “Come, pet. I want to see you lose control. Come for me like the good little girl I know you are.”

And as if my body knew who was in charge, I plunged from my peak, my screams muffled by Damien’s kiss.

I felt his hands on my nipples, pinching and twisting them, prolonging my orgasm as Nikolay forcefully rubbed his hand around and around my sex.

This was too much.

I didn’t just come.

I exploded.

And when Nikolay slapped my pussy with his large palm, once, twice, and three times, I—

Fuck.

I opened my eyes and looked down.

Did I just wet myself?

Mortification pinched my cheeks, but Nikolay didn’t seem to put off by it. “Fuck, princess. Did you just squirt?”

Squirt?

Mikhail groaned behind me. “Fuck, I think she did. She’s practically drenched the skin between us.”

Damien’s eyes turned wicked. “Fuck, that was hot,” he gritted out. His cheeks tinged pink as he took me in. “Put her down flat on her back on the couch, Mikki.”

Mikhail moved then and before I knew it, I was placed on the couch and Damien was between my legs, a devilish smile on his face. My chest pushed in and out harshly with every breath I took, and I could feel my heart rate speeding just from the look in his eyes alone.

Nikolay came into view then. He was sucking on his finger.

Fuck.

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