Page 91 of Mafie Queen

He slides in, and as I gasp, Lev’s cock is right there to fill my mouth. I moan around him and he groans. It’s one of my favorite sounds.

I can feel Damien unhooking my legs from the bar, allowing me to adjust my legs slightly for an even better angle. Sweat builds on my spine, the orgasms already becoming exhausting, but I know they’re nowhere near done with me.

“You know, Lev still hasn’t fucked her ass,” Damien mentions.

I whimper, remembering how it felt to feel so full of two of them. I want that again. I want themall.

Lev pulls out of my mouth and cups my face while Alexi slows his movements.

“Do you want that, Lucky Charm?”

“Yes, please.”

My eyes are watering from the gagging, and I’m sure I look like a hot ass mess, so his hesitation makes sense. I just don’t want him to question me.

“I want you to fuck my ass while Alexi fucks my pussy and Damien fucks you.”

It’s been something I’ve been imagining since the very beginning with them, but haven’t really voiced it, except for that one time on the phone with Damien. I watch as Lev’s pupils dilate, and his jaw drops.

“Please,” I beg as I look back at Alexi. “Please, Daddy.”

Then I look at Damien. “Please, sir.”

Everyone freezes. I’ve been comfortable enough to let them take the reins and show me the ropes of this lifestyle for a while now. This time, I want to run part of the show too. Damien walks up to the side of the bed, his cock already fully hard again.

“Whatever my wife wants.” His words make my chest swell with happiness.

Alexi pulls out of me then, moving to my other side.

“Do you trust me, Princess?”

“Yes. Always.”

“Did you bring the wand in here?” Alexi asks Damien.

“Fuck yeah, I did.”

My pussy clenches at the thought. That thing sounded so damn powerful.

“Good. Daddy’s turn to take back control.”

Chapter 31

As much as I did not plan for all of tonight to be a scene, my wife made a request on her wedding night, and I plan to honor that.

My rock hard dick jerks at the thought of being inside her again. Her warm heat wrapped around me while I feel Lev moving inside her through the thin barrier separating our cocks. Yes, this was one moment I could not deny any of us.

I move around the bed, grabbing the wand from where Damien had it and plug it in beside the bed.

“Damien, lay down.”

Our power dynamic is odd, but we are learning to take turns well. After all, he just gave me an order earlier and I obliged. He should have the respect to do the same here.

I let out a breath of relief when he listens, although much slower than I would have wished. He decides to kiss Evie, then Lev, and pull them in for a three way tangle of tongues. I do not interrupt though. How could I with the satisfied expression on Evie’s face? For the first time in weeks, the tension in her shoulders has fully left her.

Damien lays on the bed, finally. “Lev, get on top of him with your back to his front.”

Lev is not small by any means, but he is smaller than Damien, and I know from Damien’s way too detailed sex stories that this is a good position for him.

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