Free Vines, Ella - Camille's Seduction [Dukes of Desire 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Ella Vines Page A

Mortimer sighed.
    “Yes. I’d take on two or three bastards for you.” Camille laughed in spite of herself, joy pulsing through her.
    “Thank you. You have all saved me, and you didn’t even know you were going to have to.”
    “No, you have saved us,” Titus whispered, stroking her cheek as his cock pressed against her side.
    “Let me show you how grateful I am,” Camille whispered, her voice a low purr. Mortimer growled in his throat.
    “Please do. Could you let your legs fall open further? I want to
    see your wet cunt.” Camille complied, raising an eyebrow at him. He sucked in breath.
    “You’re so perfect, my sweet slut.”
    “Thank you.”
    “I think it’s my turn to have your mouth around my cock, princess.” Titus spoke, his voice hoarse as he rubbed his cock against her side, sending darts of pleasure to her cunt.
    “Yes.”
    “And I want your cunt.” Mortimer spoke, a savage note in his voice.
    “It is yours.”
    “Be gentle with her, Mortimer.” Titus spoke sharply.
    “I am fine. Use me as you will.”
    “I will be gentle with you, pretty wench.”
    “I just want to watch,” Knoll said, moving to the chair beside the bed and pulling it up. Camille grinned at him, knowing he was still tired from their exertions earlier.
    “I love it when you watch me.” Titus brushed the head of his cock against her cheek, and Camille moaned. She turned her head to take him in her mouth, flicking her tongue against the tip of his cock as he groaned. Mortimer moved between her legs, lifting her legs and ass off the ground.
    “I can’t wait. Watching Titus inside you brought me to pain. My balls ache with need of your cunt.”
    “Mmm, good,” Camille whispered as she stopped licking Titus’s rigid shaft up and down. She took his prick back in her mouth, licking the drop of pre-cum off the top of it and relishing the salty, all-male taste of it.
    “Camille, you are such a good cocksucker,” Knoll whispered, his breathing labored as he stroked his cock slowly and watched her. She smiled as Titus leaned forward and shoved more of himself down her throat. His length made her gag, and Titus kept pushing. The look in his eyes was fierce.
    “Take it all, princess. Suck my cock.” She moaned as she did so, her tongue swirling around him as he pushed in and out of her throat. Mortimer slid into her without preamble, grunting as he went deeply in, lifting her legs to his shoulders.
    “You slut. Your cunt is so tight even after we’ve used it mercilessly.” Camille groaned at his words, her button tingling as his pelvic hair tickled against it. Titus grunted, his balls smacking against Camille’s face as he drove deeper into her mouth and she whimpered, her eyes watering.
    “I’m going to come, Camille.” He pulled out, and she licked her lips, wondering where he would put it.
    “Is it all right on your face?”
    “Of course. I love to feel it coming all over my face.” Titus moaned, moving over her as his hot liquid hit her face. He grunted, smearing it down her face, neck, shoulders, and tits. Her nipples hardened at his touch.
    “I’ve never seen such a cum slut before. You turn me on so much, little cocksucker.” Mortimer pushed into her, making her moan with the force of it. He held nothing back. Titus licked at her tits, making her gasp. Knoll whispered as she looked into his eyes.
    “I’m going to come. I love watching you suck my brother’s cock and taking my other brother’s dick in your sweet pussy.” She watched him close his eyes as liquid shot out of his hard cock and he moaned.
    “I keep wondering how much better an orgasm can get, Camille. I haven’t found out yet.” He smiled at her as he wiped himself with a handkerchief from the nightstand.
    “I suppose we’ll have to keep experimenting to find out.” Mortimer rammed into her again, and she yelped.
    “Look at me, Camille.” His voice commanded her obedience, so she did. She felt him stiffen as he gripped her hips