Chapter 926

Chapter 926:

Soon, I felt hands gripping my breasts, kneading and caressing them, while occasional kisses were planted on one and then the other. This wasn’t the first time I had been surrounded by the three princes, but this time I intended to respond to their touches with equal fervor.

I kissed Dominic passionately as one of my hands reached for Bryan’s erect length, wanting to bring him pleasure. I was so engrossed in kissing Dominic that I nearly forgot about Clayton. Not wanting to be left out, Clayton guided my other hand to his crotch as he pressed tiny kisses along my shoulder.

Then Bryan and Clayton leaned in, each taking one of my nipples into their mouths. One sucked lightly while the other flicked his tongue, sending shivers tingling through my body. Bryan’s hand gave my breast one last squeeze before sliding down my waist to my thighs.

By now, my inner thighs were soaked. His fingers moved in and out of me, the wet sound echoing softly in the heated room. Erotic pleasure raced through me, and I couldn’t help but wonder how much better it would feel if it were his length instead of his hand inside me.

Bryan paused, realizing that I was more sensitive and tighter than ever before. My desire had grown just as much. He moved his fingers again inside me, and the overstimulation nearly sent me over the edge. My body trembled with pleasure as I spread my legs wider.

Bryan positioned himself properly, aligned his length, and thrust into me. It was tight, the sound of flesh parting audible in the room. He slowly pushed his entire length inside. I moaned softly, trying to steady my trembling body.

He began thrusting rhythmically, and I moved my waist to match his pace. Watching my body shudder, Clayton guided my hand to slide up and down his cock. Bryan’s vigorous thrusts drew louder moans from me. Soon, more hands found my breasts, kneading them firmly.

Dominic leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Give me a blow job.”

𝗟𝗲𝗴𝗶𝘁 𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺: g⍶𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹐ⅽ𝗼𝗺

I didn’t reply, only tilted my head back. Dominic took it as an invitation, nudging my chin with his member. I grabbed him and took him into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the tip as I sucked. Dominic placed a hand at the back of my neck and pushed deeper, thrusting into my mouth. Suppressing my discomfort, I opened wider and let him move in and out.

I couldn’t tell how long Bryan kept thrusting before he pulled out, but soon Clayton took over, driving himself into me. There was no pain—only the overwhelming sensation of being filled from both ends.

I lost track of how many rounds they went through. All I remembered was the exhaustion that overcame me after they had each taken their turn, releasing inside me.

It was a night of wild, unrestrained passion.

Makenna’s POV:

My senses gradually returned, though my mind remained clouded and sluggish. As the fog lifted, I noticed a faint beam of sunlight creeping across the edge of the bed. It hit me like a thunderclap—it was already morning.

“Oh no!” The realization jolted me completely awake, my heart racing. I hadn’t gone back last night. Jett must be out of his mind with worry! The thought alone sent me into a panic. I didn’t bother smoothing my tangled hair. I flung the blanket aside and scrambled to my feet, desperate to leave. My mind was consumed by a single thought: I needed to leave this place immediately.

But as I swung my legs off the bed, a strong arm shot out from behind me, locking me in a firm grip and pulling me back.

I fell against a warm, solid chest, and Bryan’s voice, low and teasing, whispered in my ear, “Where are you running off to so early? At least stay for breakfast.”

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