Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24493 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24493 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
“Oh the authorities don’t care, honey,” he drawls. “They don’t know what we’re doing exactly, but so what if we like our girls stuffed full in all her holes? There’s nothing criminal about being a little kinky and strange.”
I consider my options. I’m still nude on Ragnar’s lap, with the prince’s handsome, hard frame holding me close. His bodyguards lean towards me as well, their obsidian eyes seeing everything.
“You liked it, Ali,” Mizhir reminds me in a gentle voice. “There’s no denying it.”
“You want more of it too,” Rizza rasps. “And we’re the only ones who can give you more.”
Suddenly, I know they’re right because even if this situation is depraved, where will I ever experience this again? Even the best BDSM dungeon in Chicago wouldn’t be able to match this level of debauchery. So I wiggle my hips a bit, making Ragnar groan, and smile invitingly at the handsome men.
“You’re right, I do like it,” I acknowledge in a saucy murmur. “So why don’t we have some fun?” I ask with lights dancing in my eyes while pulling the quilt down one shoulder to expose a big, bouncy breast. “Come on, boys. Let’s enjoy it while it lasts.”
Immediately, the three men advance, their gazes hungry and bodies rigid. After all, I’m giving them everything … but what they don’t realize is that I plan on draining them dry to the last drop.
CHAPTER 8
Mizhir
Fuck, Ali has no idea how sexy is she. She’s currently twisting and moaning on the huge king-size bed, her creamy curves nude and available. My fellow Lysenian, Rizza, takes advantage of her lushness and gently pulls her ankles apart before staring at the glistening pink flesh between her thighs.
“Beautiful,” he breathes. “Goddamn gorgeous.”
Ragnar lifts his head from one of Ali’s breasts, popping off the nipple with a grin.
“Is she ready yet?” he asks.
I study her sopping wet slit, a trail of female nectar dripping down to coat her asshole.
“Oh yeah, she’s ready,” I rasp. “But there’s ready, and then more than ready.”
All three of us laugh then before descending on the curvy girl because Ali’s an incredibly responsive woman, and we like that. Also, she fits the specifications of what we need, and after such a long search, we’re not going to let her just walk away.
After all, we were sent to America to explore the import-export business on behalf of our country. Yet Ragnar could have come on his own. His family’s got plenty of business contacts, and there are any number of wealthy playboys who would have been happy to show him around.
But he decided to bring Rizza and me along because when you have a double-pronged dick, nothing’s ever “easy” or “straightforward.” Instead, he needs us to pave the way. He needs us to scout potential women, and to introduce them to the idea of being double penetrated and taken every which way. Only if they’re up for it, do we move to the next step of being double-penetrated by the same man.
I look over at Ragnar and grunt with admiration. The fucker’s naked and he’s got six pack abs and a brawny, bronze chest from working out like an animal. But of course, it’s the package between his thighs that makes me jealous. The fucker’s got two huge dicks, both of them rigid at the moment, and seeping with male lust. Even crazier, as he sucks at her nipple, Ali reaches down and begins caressing the double dicks with one small hand.
“Ohhhh fuck,” Ragnar grunts, his cocks spurting a bit. It’s a little like a fountain, and Ali stops her movement, looking down at her fist which is now covered in jizz.
“Did I do something wrong?” she asks in a small voice. “I don’t know how to pleasure you.”
“No, that’s fine,” Ragnar rasps, bending to suckle on a hard pink tip again. “Keep going, sweetheart. If anything, squeeze a little harder.”
I think Ali knows what’s coming her way, because she continues to caress my prince’s double pronged tool while staring at me and Rizza with soft, limpid eyes. I know what she wants us to do. She knows she’s taking our liege in her pussy and ass this time, and she wants us to prep her for it. Sweetheart, it’s my pleasure.
With a growl, I lower myself between her spread legs as Rizza pushes her knees up, baring those tender holes.
“Oh fuck, baby,” I groan before lapping at her clit. “You taste so fucking good.”
Rizza takes the opportunity to insert his shaft into her mouth, his dark head falling back as Ali sucks like a good girl, her eyes drifting shut.
“Put it in her ass,” my buddy grunts. “Let’s see if it changes her sucking power.”
I nod and swipe her clit one last time with my tongue before gently stroking her anus with my finger. Fortunately, she’s still stretched out, and I pause for a moment, admiring the slight gape. Fuck, it’s been an hour or so since we used this hole, and yet it hasn’t closed back up yet. Perfect.