Page 89 of Mafie Queen

I have very few limits with these men, but gags are one of them. Alexi didn’t hesitate to remove them from the room when I clarified it was a hard limit. He went over every item he had stocked and promptly removed the things I wasn’t comfortable with.

It was a big show of trust and respect, and it made all of this feel less scary. He thought for sure I would have an aversion to being tied up after everything. But with the three of them here, I don’t think that’s going to be a problem. They were never a trigger for me; they have always been my safe space and that hasn’t changed. I trust them and love what they do to me when I’m at their mercy.

Alexi tests it by keeping me restrained to the cross as he goes through all of the toys he had made for this room. Damien dances over to the one I knew he would love. It’s a vibrating wand, but it’s much bigger than any of the ones he’s used on me. He picks it up and turns it on.

The sound of very strong vibrations fill the air, and my pussy dampens so much that it actually drips down my leg. It’s likethis man has conditioned me to get aroused at the sound of vibrations.

Alexi notices my glistening juices immediately. He approaches me with a feral look in his eye, kneeling between my legs. His fingers trace my wetness and stop right when they meet my center.

Alexi fully stripped me before tying me up. And, respecting my wishes to keep the lingerie safe, he folded it and placed it to the side. Nothing is stopping him from pushing his fingers deep inside me, and yet he halts right at my entrance.

“Color, Princess?”

“Green, fuck it’s so green I’m going to turn into the damn Grinch if you don’t give me what I want right now.”

He chuckles, a deep throaty sound that I swear my cunt can feel because I get even wetter, which I didn’t think was possible. But he just teases me, his fingers circling my clit and entrance, not quite building the friction I need.

Damien and Lev are talking, but I have no idea what they are saying as Alexi moves his mouth right to my clit and sucks.

If it weren’t for the cuffs holding me up, I swear I would be falling over from the pleasure. His tongue dances around, then flicks over my sensitive nub. My legs start to shake as my hips rock into him. Just when I can feel the tingles start up in my belly, Lev moves in and gently pulls Alexi back.

He doesn’t look mad though, he only wipes his lips and lets my Ghost get right to work.

Lev’s talented tongue works me right back to where I was mere seconds ago. Something about the way he laps at my clit, mixed with his fingers pumping in and out, and stroking in that perfect rhythm that has me coming all over his face before I can stop myself.

When I lock eyes with Damien, I can tell he doesn’t approve. But my first orgasm wasn’t his. It was Lev’s. I have a strong feeling he’s going to give me my next one though.

Damien leans over to Alexi and whispers something in his ear. When he nods, I’m unable to see what they are up to because Damien blocks my view. He unhooks me from the cross and scoops me up into his arms.

“My turn, Little Shadow. I’ve got something fun for you.”

If it wasn’t clear before that I can’t walk, the fact that I don’t fight Damien for even a second as he carries me into our new bedroom is probably a very big sign. Alexi threw me on it before we headed into the gym. And I must say, it is extremely comfortable.

Before Damien sets me down on the bed, his soft lips meet mine, and I dissolve into his embrace. Lev stands next to him and leans in for a kiss too. The three of our tongues tangle together in a dance you would have thought we’ve known all of our lives.

The way they understand me, hold me, kiss me. It has every worry flying out of my mind and firmly locked away. Right now, nothing can hurt me, no one can get to me. There is only them.

As if I were a precious thing, Damien lays me out on the bed, crawling up my body to kiss me until I’m wound up all over again. I need these men like I need air.

Speaking ofthemas in all three of them, I gasp as cool metal touches my ankle and Alexi straps something to my leg. Damien continues to kiss me and Lev lays beside us, running his fingers through my hair. I’m so relaxed I hardly notice when my other ankle is pulled to the side and strapped to something.

Damien smirks as he sits up just as Lev leans in to steal a kiss. I can taste myself on his face, so I suck on his tongue to get more of it. I love the reminders of what he did to me, it makes me want to ask him to do it again.

I wiggle my legs, trying to pull them tighter around Damien’s torso when all of a sudden they are stretched wide and a click snaps something into place.

I look down, seeing a bar behind Damien. Casually, he leans back and lifts the bar over his head while sliding out from under it, leaving me spread open on the bed.

Lev takes my hands in his and starts tying intricate knots around my wrists while Alexi and Damien stare at me.

“What is this?” I ask, struggling against the bar, but it just widens even more every time I move.

My breathing comes in short spurts for a second, thinking I can’t handle much more of that when Damien’s hand stills on my leg. I look up at him, terror written into my features.

“This is a spreader bar and this is as wide as it goes.” He pulls on the bar to show me I can move now without the bar freaking out and making my hips pop out of place by extending even more. When I look into his eyes, I’m reminded I’m safe and can say when I don’t like something. Now that I’m not afraid of it, I think I could like it, so I relax a little.

“Is this okay, Princess?”

“Yes,” I nod. “It just scared me that it kept going, and I hadn’t prepared for acrobatic moves today.”

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