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I didn't call Taroc daddy. That was our private thing. But I did lower my head and lift my ass, giving myself to him. Pleased by this, he gave me what I wanted.
“Oh, Goddess!” I cried as Taroc slid into me. “Fuck me!”
Taroc leaned over me, wrapped his arms around my chest and abdomen, then straightened, lifting me off the bed. The other men groaned as the dragon settled me against his chest, then thrust up into me. My cock flopped along with the rest of me, but I soon got some leverage, bending my legs and settingmy feet on the mattress. I hooked my arms back around Taroc's neck.
Growling happily, Taroc held me with one arm and stroked me with his free hand. His touch glided over my chest to pluck at my nipples, over my face to brush my lips, then across my belly to tease my cock. At last, he gave my dick a little slap.
“Oh, fuck,” Rath said and crawled over to us. “I like this new game.” He lifted my balls and squeezed them.
“Rath,” I panted.
“Do you like that, Ember?”
“Yes.”
“More?”
“Yes.”
“How do you ask for more?” Taroc growled.
“More, please, Rath.”
Rath's eyes widened, and then he grinned. He lifted my balls so everyone had an unimpeded view of Taroc's dick entering me. Then he slapped my cock, setting it to flopping side-to-side.
“Do it again,” Keltyr whispered.
I looked over to see him stroking himself. Xae too, was hard and hungry, his stare locked on my bobbing dick.
Rath seemed to be a natural. He moved on from my cock to pinch my nipples, stretching them out before letting them go. I arched into his hands even as I pushed down on Taroc'sthrusts, taking him deeper. Encouraged by this, Rath scraped his nails lightly down my sides, making me shiver.
“Beg him for more,” Taroc whispered in my ear.
“Please, Rath, give me more,” I said immediately.
“What do you want, Ember?” Rath asked.
Suddenly, I knew. I needed to feel the sting of slapping hands and pinching fingers. Maybe even more than that. I needed a little pain to drive away the big pain in my chest. I wanted to be taken roughly, tossed around until my body was forced to heal itself. But what did I want specifically?
“Spank my cock, please. Spank it hard. Make it blush for you.”
Rath's hand came down on my dick. I flinched at the sharp pleasure that ran up my shaft. Pleasure, not pain. It wasn't enough.
“Harder!”
Taroc growled and slammed deep enough to make me whimper.
“Harder, please, Rath,” I amended.
Rath smacked me harder. This time, a sliver of pain came with the pleasure. I sighed.
“Perfect?” Rath asked and smacked me again, this time using his cock.
“Oh, fuck, this is so hot,” Keltyr said. “Hit him with your dick again. Slap his balls with it.”
“Perfect,” I said. “I love you, Rath.”
“I love you too, Ember.” He grabbed my dick and massaged it, just a little roughly.
