I opened my mouth, but no words came out.
Julian’s lips quirked. “I know what you’re thinking. The answer is yes.”
“Will you?” I barely breathed the question.
Julian darted a look toward Dante, who shook his head. The motion was tiny but it still broke my heart.
The gruff sound of his voice was velvet on my skin. “You’re not ready for that.”
“I am.” I tried to argue, but Dante reached past Julian and pinched my chin the same way he did before.
“No.” There was a mixture of sorrow and defiance in that one word. “Before tonight, you hadn’t even been properly fucked. You will accept that this is a one-time arrangement, and we will give you as much pleasure as we can. One. At. A. Time.”
“Yes, Dante.” I’d never understood what a praise kink was until tonight. He was right. I had no idea what I was really getting into with all of them. “I wish you would, though.” My voice dropped to a whisper, and it was only because Julian squeezed my hand that I had the courage to continue. “I’d like to know how it feels to have all three of you inside me at the same time.” My face heated but I met his eyes. The pupils were blown wide, his desire hot as it stretched between us.
“Let Julian have his turn. We’re done discussing this.” He took a step back and flicked his fingers toward the desk. He must know what Julian had planned.
I, however, did not.
He guided me onto the desk and settled between my legs. Knees bent and legs wide, he entered me in one swift thrust. Julian was not slow or controlled. Being fucked by him was like trying to hold on to a hurricane.
“Eyes open.” He gripped my shoulders and rubbed his nose alongside mine. “Watch us. Look how beautiful we are together.”
I didn’t understand his words until he looked down.
I followed his gaze to the apex of my thighs where his cock pounded into me.
My breath caught, and I couldn’t look away.
This time, my orgasm started slow, deep in my belly. I didn’t have to think about it or concentrate on hitting the right angle.
Julian took care of everything.
Millions of tiny tingles became one giant rolling wave of pleasure.
Julian followed me over the edge, his lips at my ear as he came in a series of shuddering thrusts.
Between one breath and the next, Julian pulled out and Dante stepped between my legs.
We locked eyes, and the look of absolute domination in his sent my pulse flying.
He skimmed his knuckles up the center of my chest. “You’re not ready for all the things we could do to you, but let me give you a taste.” Without warning, he wrapped a hand around my throatand squeezed. Not hard enough to cut off my air but just enough to make me squirm.
I opened my mouth to gasp, and he pushed me backward onto the desk.
His thumb rested on my pulse, and it throbbed wildly. So did my clit. The dual sensation sent a blistering awareness throughout my body. More. I hooked my ankles around Dante’s hips and urged him forward.
He squeezed my neck harder as he entered me, then released my neck and fucked me in a frenzy that rocked the entire desk.
Just when I thought I understood his pacing and tried to match it, he sped up or slowed down.
He pushed me to the cusp of orgasm, then backed away, leaving me writhing.
“This is what we can do to you. For hours.” He squeezed my neck again, all while dropping a hand between us and pinching my clit. His cock never stopped.
He left me breathless, panting, and desperate. Damn him. I wanted this. “More.” I managed to rasp the single word out when he eased the pressure off my throat.
Julian and Alexander shared a glance, but I was too focused on Dante to understand it.
