Page 110 of Their Fairy Princess (Office Intrigue Duet 7)
But they weren’t only eating, they were teasing me in the process.
At the moment, Dante’s fingers were buried in my pussy, skillfully brushing my G-spot while I was forced to endure. If I moved or made a sound, it would only add to my punishment.
“I’m quite impressed,” Ian said conversationally. “Not only with the food—nice job, Heaven—but also with how well the birthday girl’s holding up.”
“I am, too,” Isaac noted.
I knew that tone, knew something bad—translating to very, very good—was about to happen. I held myself as still as possible, holding my breath in anticipation.
Dante’s fingers pulled out, pushed back in. He did it several times before vibrations erupted in my ass.
I whimpered, swallowing the sound a second too late.
“Uh-uh-uh,” Isaac said. “What did I tell you?”
I wasn’t supposed to answer him, so I didn’t.
He smiled, a mischievous smirk that promised punishment for my transgressions. At this point, I wouldn’t be sitting down for a week if he decided to spank me.
The vibrations stopped, but not Dante’s fingers. He began fucking me faster, his fingers pushing in deep, driving me to distraction.
The plug in my ass came on again, making me whimper. It was an involuntary reaction to the stimuli. Not at all my fault! Then again, I was certain Isaac knew that, hence the reason he continued to do it.
When they finished their meal, Dante’s fingers blessedly disappeared, and I thought I was in the clear for a few minutes at least.
Turned out not to be the case when Ian disappeared, only to return with a bottle of chocolate syrup. Rather than cover my body with it, he let the cold liquid drip onto my nipples.
“Heaven, you take one. Dante, the other. Clean her thoroughly.”
I swallowed hard, trying to prepare myself.
It didn’t help. Their warm mouths covering my nipples dragged a ragged moan from my chest.
Dante bit down gently and I damn near came from the sensation.
“I think you might need a little more,” Ian offered.
Heaven and Dante lifted their heads, Ian added more of the chilled chocolate before they resumed feasting again.
I was so focused on their brutal torment, the mouth that descended on my pussy nearly had me bucking off the table. Strong hands held down my thighs as Isaac feasted on my pussy. He was relentless in his pursuit of my orgasm, so it was no wonder he achieved his goal.
When I came with a strangled cry ripped from my throat, it earned me a chuckle from Ian.
“You’re a beautiful birthday girl,” Ian whispered before leaning down and kissing me thoroughly.
I was panting and trembling, wondering if I would survive the rest of the evening, knowing deep down that it was hopeless. I was meant to enjoy this day, even if it felt like torture. The sweetest torture imaginable, of course.
“It’s time for the next portion of our evening,” Isaac said, holding out his hand.
I was still trembling when he helped me down from the table, and Isaac must have noticed because he brought my fingers to his mouth, brushed his lips over them, then pulled me into him.
“Are you enjoying your birthday, fairy princess?”
“Very much, my Liege.” And that was the honest-to-God truth. I’d never felt more alive than I did that day. The attention they’d given me, even though it was mostly erotic in nature, was mind-blowing. Perhaps because it was erotic in nature. Not that I expected anything less from them. My twin Doms were experts in sexuality.
“Good. Because it’s not over yet.”
With my hand in his, Isaac led me out to the backyard. He stopped, placing his hand across my chest and holding me against him. There, standing beside the pool, Dante and Heaven, already naked, were in the process of undressing Ian. Hands, mouths, whatever it took to get the man down to his birthday suit.
Admittedly, I wished I was part of it, my lips tingling to feel Ian’s skin.
The way they touched him, kissed, licked, sucked … all while Ian stood by, his eyes hooded as he observed. It was obvious he thoroughly enjoyed them as well.
Once naked, Ian directed Heaven into the water before he took the liberty to tease Dante. It was an impressive sight, watching Ian proficiently and seductively stroke his submissive. Yeah, I found the whole male-on-male interaction rather intriguing. This especially.
Long before Dante could get off, Ian motioned him toward the pool, then turned to me.
Isaac released me, nudging me toward the other object of my affection, the one I loved with another piece of my heart.
“Ah, little fairy. It’s your turn,” he said softly, reaching for my hand.
I grinned. “But I’m already naked.”
“That you are.”
He lifted me up, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist. I all but glued myself to him as his lips found mine. I sighed, giving myself over to the kiss, eager to see what was in store for me next. Truth was, I would’ve been content with everything they’d given me already. But I knew these Doms, knew the best was yet to come.
