Overworked Read Online Dark Angel

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81912 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
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“Dragonfly,” he murmurs.

The linked rope bites into my skin and holds my arms behind me, thrusting my chest up. I sit back on my heels and look up at the four Adonises standing over me. My mouth waters, wishing it were full of cock, and my pussy drips for the same reason.

“Up on your knees, Princess. Show off that glorious ass,” Derek says behind me.

I rise up on my knees. Derek puts a leather crop between my thighs and taps lightly.

“Spread those legs, love,” he says.

I slide my knees apart and hold my head high.

The first loud slap of the crop on my ass makes me jump. Derek strikes again, and the shock runs through my whole body. I open my mouth in surprise, and Spencer rams his hard cock into it.

I gag at the length hitting the back of my throat. I wrap my lips around his shaft and swirl the head of his cock with my tongue. I moan against Spencer’s cock while Derek smacks my ass again and again with the crop.

A sudden sting across my breasts jerks my attention to Killian holding a short whip. He slaps my perky breasts with it again. He smiles, looking down at me, my mouth full of cock, arms tied behind me, and a red pattern forming on my round ass.

He strikes my chest again with the whip; a line of fire and pleasure burns across my skin.

Xane is kneeling next to me. He catches the end of the rope hanging from my wrists. Between strikes of the crop, he runs it between my spread legs.

The rope is immediately slick with my dripping juices as he runs it between my pussy lips.

Killian pauses his strokes across my breasts, while Xane runs the rope up my body and connects it to the top of the binding on my arms. My breath is coming quickly from the sting and the strike of my punishment.

The rope between my legs shifts with every heave of my chest, pulling the taut silk harshly against my clit.

My eyes water, and my moans come faster and faster around the throbbing cock filling my mouth. Spencer’s hands are in my hair. I can see Xane slowly stroking his own cock out of the corner of my eye as he watches the other three spank me and fuck my willing mouth.

Between the rope and the painful pleasure of the whip and crop, I’m already on the edge of orgasm. I close my eyes and take in what’s happening to me. What do you think I look like bound and collared like this?

What would you give to be in my position?

My hands are grasping the air behind my back. With every strike, I groan and try to take more of Spencer’s cock into my throat. I choke and he pulls away; Derek and Killian stop as well.

Killian puts his hands in my hair and stands me up forcefully.

“Look at me,” Killian says, his voice soft but commanding.

I open my eyes to look into his; I find myself immediately drowning in their dark blue fire. He runs his hands down my face, cupping my cheeks. His hands continue down my body tracing the lines his whip made across my chest.

His soft fingers send bolts of electricity up and down my body.

Xane comes up behind me and double-checks the knots on my arms. His long fingers trace the red pattern left on my ass by Derek’s crop. He tugs on the top of the rope, sliding the silk across my clit again.

I gasp, my eyes widening. Killian presses a finger against my lips.

“Shhh,” he says. “We should keep that mouth full of cock, don’t you think?”

“Maybe. Until we let her come…I like her O-face unobstructed. Don’t you?” answers Xane.

“Lads, I think the girl has learned her lesson. She deserves a thick cock now,” Derek says as he brings a velvet-covered bench over to where we’re standing.

He sets it next to me. Killian nods and grips my hair again. He turns me towards the bench and presses me face down.

The soft velvet teases the crisscrossing marks the whip made across my chest, and the sudden quick movement drags the silk across my cunt again. I cry out with pleasure at the myriad of sudden sensations. My open mouth is once again filled suddenly; this time Derek’s huge cock presses into the back of my throat.

I tilt my head up to better suck on him.

I feel cold metal at the top of my ass, and the silk rope running between my legs is suddenly cut, falling loosely under me. My hands stay bound, but now there’s nothing stopping them from filling my dripping slit.

Xane is standing in front of me, holding his thick dick next to my mouth, waiting for the chance to let me taste his dripping pre-cum next.


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