'Madame Danica' Spicy Art 2

Extract from Madame Danica, Queens & Knights book 4

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Alessio kisses my neck, whispering dirty words of encouragement in my ear as I relax into the sensation. “There you go, all in. You take me so well,” he says, his lips brushing my shoulder blade to pamper my skin with his kisses.

For a moment, the three of us just remain like that—interlocked but unmoving—Dante and I on the bed with Alessio’s feet planted firmly on the floor behind me.

Not gonna lie, I had to Google this position to figure out the logistics the first time we tried it, but now it was no longer that complicated getting impaled from both sides.

“Can one of you just move already?” Dante complains beneath us, and I open my eyes with a smile.

“Almost ready,” Alessio responds, sneaking a hand around to my clit, the other still firmly on my hip.

But I don’t get to focus on the sensation. Because Alessio finally starts moving, fucking my ass in deep, slow movements that make the room spin and my insides twist with need.

I gasp as his fingers circle my sensitive bud, rubbing my clit in tandem with his thrusts while another orgasm starts to build between my thighs—far quicker than I ever thought possible.

“Fuck,” I rasp as the tingling spreads.

My skin is instantly on fire!

Stimulated from all sides, there is no way I can last long like this.

But I don’t want to last.

No, I want to fall apart entirely, fucked into oblivion, until nothing remains of this bloody day but cake crumbs and cum.

Make me forget, please.

*Artist credit: @castawolf