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protection and knelt in front of the chair. He licked her cunt, working his tongue through her inner folds until she lifted to his face.
    He repositioned himself, and his long cock finally filled her pussy as Dane and Landon leaned down and sucked on her breasts. Angie tried to touch their amazing bodies but found her hands pinned. They were serious about the restraints. She’d read and dreamed about being a captive, but now, there was a flash of panic. It disappeared when Dane kissed her mouth.
    Tucker eased back and rubbed her clit. They’d felt her fear? She’d never been with men like this! Men who cared and paid attention to her every move. Once her exes got going, nothing had stopped them. Sometimes, she’d felt like a sex toy. Angie knew she’d never feel that way with these three, and while she wanted to fuck all of them, she promised herself she’d never treat them like her toys.
    The thumb rotating her clit sent deep charges of pleasure through her body. She arched and tried to sit up. The men held her, and Tucker filled her again. Her body stopped playing and submitted to the heavenly sensations. Hands and mouths kept her in place as his cock filled her again and again. Her release built, but for so long she’d been in charge of her own orgasms with the toys that it threw her off to be under their control.
    “Tucker, please!” she screamed.
    The orgasm sent her out of control. They held her safe as her hips snapped and her body twisted. When Landon kissed her mouth she deepened it and bit at his lower lip. It was so good, but it wasn’t enough. She wanted to feel more.
    Tucker rocked hard to her again, and his groans told her she’d succeeded in pleasing him.
    Smiling against Landon’s mouth, she licked his chin. “More.”
    The men chuckled and let her go. Angie sat up as the loss of body heat and men made her ache. “What?”
    “You’ve read all those books, yet you call me by my first name and demand more?”
    Tucker pulled her to her feet and guided her to the couch.
    “Sorry. Master doesn’t feel right. Like I don’t know you. Any Master won’t work. I couldn’t do this for someone else.” She wanted to be close to them, not a random slave who didn’t matter.
    “Obviously. You’ve barely done anything.” Tucker nodded to Dane.
    Dane sat on the couch and slid protection on his hard dark cock. Moving to straddle him, Angie felt an arm grab her. Tucker had her, and she realized that could be for either of them.
    Clearly, all the men were bisexual, and she couldn’t be greedy.
    “Sorry,” she said. “It’s been so long, and I’ve never had this many men. I need it.”

    “You need to be grateful for whatever you get and do what you’re told.” Tucker squeezed her ass then smacked one cheek hard.
    “Please.” The discipline tingled all over her body, and she wanted more. A spanking was top on her list of fantasies. It wasn’t original or outrageous, but that had made her feel as if she fit into the lifestyle.
    “You can handle them both?” Tucker asked.
    She nodded and looked him in the eye, but that felt wrong. When she looked down, she saw his beautiful body and wanted to get him hard again. No wonder Doms didn’t want their subs making eye contact. They needed to be focused on the goal. The sex. At least for subs like her, that’s what she needed.
    Tucker let her go, and she straddled Dane, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him slowly. She lowered herself on his cock and pressed her breasts to his hard chest. He was so hot, and it was Dane. She couldn’t do this with any other men. Some people could have anonymous sex and have it mean nothing but not her. Ang felt safe with these three guys, but Dane was special. The south was still funny in some ways, and dating a black man would send her family into a tizzy. That attitude in her parents shamed her, but kissing Dane felt a little more forbidden. That was saying a lot, considering she was having sex with