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her a comforting smile, beckoning her forth with a finger. With a little moan she grasped her bottom cheeks as if in an effort to soothe the burning pain, before shuffling across the floor to him. She appeared to know exactly what he wanted, maneuvering between his thighs, her fingers working his trousers before revealing the pulsing root of his phallus.
    Lydia sighed, before lowering her face to seal her lips around the bulbous knob. Gabriel rested his head against the back of the chair, his hands delving into Lydia’s hair as she intensified her erotic ministrations, and so engrossed in her task was she that she appeared entirely oblivious of Preston’s inability to hold back any longer.
    The sight of her, naked and kneeling in a position of absolute subservience, her flaming buttocks divided by the dark valley as she crouched between Gabriel’s thighs and honored his large prick with her lips and tongue, the curve of her back as she leaned forward to better administer her sensual ministrations, the succulent pout of her labia glistening with the damp juices of her arousal, all proved to be too much for Preston’s fervent sensibilities. With a low growl he released his stiff penis from his trousers and began to massage it, sliding his fist urgently up and down as pressure built at the base. Within moments he began to spurt streams of milky seed all over his fingers and wrist, rapture invading every pore of his tensed body.
    Then Gabriel’s hoarse groan resounded through the room, his fingers digging into Lydia’s scalp as violent jets of semen pulsed out to fill her mouth with salty thickness. She choked, pulling away almost in panic as his penis continued to jerk and twitch angrily, splattering her breasts and throat with glutinous seed.
    Preston forced away a rush of rage as he witnessed Gabriel’s penis slipping from the wet confines in which it had happily been embedded, coated lusciously with the mingled juices of his loins and her mouth.
    Weakly, Lydia pressed her hands on the floor as she tried to catch her breath, her naked body quivering with the onslaught of furious sexuality and the newly discovered eroticism of discipline. But before she could move, Gabriel slipped his adept fingers into her moist folds from behind, quickly and skilfully massaging her to the shattering heights of her own orgasm. She sobbed her pleasure, her body trembling with shocking vibrations. She sank down onto the carpet, her limbs listless as she quivered visibly with both lingering rapture and the sting of Kruin’s hand. Her skin was damp with the sweat of exertion, her chest heaving as she recovered from the invasion of intense sensations.
    Preston watched her, his dark eyes narrowed into slits of cold glass as a simmer of anger shuddered through him at the knowledge that he had been reduced to masturbating while Gabriel was granted the enviable pleasure of ejaculating into Lydia’s mouth. He rose to his feet, his expression one of irritation as he reached down to grasp Lydia’s arm.
    ‘Get up, you little slut,’ he snarled. ‘Go clean yourself up.’
    Gabriel opened his mouth as if to protest at the unnecessary hostility directed towards the female who had just provided him with a fiercely exhilarating experience, but before he could say anything she scrambled to her feet.
    A flush of anger and embarrassment crept over her cheeks, along with a look of relief at the opportunity to leave their company. She snatched up her discarded dress and hurried from the room without looking back.
Chapter 3
    Gabriel paused by Lydia’s bedroom. His green eyes seared through the twilight darkness of the room as he pushed the half-ajar door fully open. She was asleep on her stomach, her body covered only by a thin cotton sheet in deference to the night heat, the rounded curve and dip of her hips and waist fully delineated by the draping cloth.
    A slight smile curved Gabriel’s mouth as he eyed the smoothness of her bare back, pleased that