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you can wait. I want you to really enjoy me and my brothers. How’s that sound?”
    “As you wish.” Camille closed her eyes in ecstasy as he slid in and out of her, his hand on her hips as he thrust.
    “We will take care of you as well, my queen.” Titus pounded into her, and she moaned with her arousal, aching for release as she knew his orgasm was near.
    “I’m going to come in this sweet pussy, claiming it for my own.” He slammed into her, gripping her hips and shouting as warm liquid burst inside her and ran down her thighs. Titus leaned over her and kissed her cheek.
    “I can’t wait anymore.” Mortimer’s voice came to her, rough in her ear as he flipped her over on the bed. Camille gasped at the ferocity in his eyes.
    “Well, I can’t either, brother.”

Chapter 5

    Camille swallowed hard, Knoll coming to stand by the bed.
    “Then we both take her. I get her pussy and you can have her other sweet hole, if that’s agreeable to you.” Knoll nodded, his eyes burning with desire.
    “Yes.”
    “In that case, darling, you’re going to have to ride my cock.”  
    Camille blushed, not sure what he meant. “I–I don’t understand.”
    “You will. I’m a good teacher, and so is Knoll.” He laughed as they put her on the ground, pulling her dress off and letting it slip to the floor. They unlaced her corset, and she breathed out, relieved. Her breasts sprang free, instantly erect with the air hitting them, and Mortimer licked his lips. Mortimer lay on the bed, his thick, tanned cock tall against his stomach.
    “Titus, did you bring the butter?”
    “Yes. It’s in the jar.”
    “Good, we’ll need it in a few minutes.” Camille’s heart thrummed, anxiety running through her.
    “Come, my sweet slut. Sit on my cock.” He motioned toward his rigid shaft. She hesitated.
    “I’ll teach you. You’ll do perfectly.” Camille knelt over him, aware the other two were watching. Mortimer pointed his cock upward.
    “Just sit down on my cock, and you can ride it.” His black eyes danced. Camille lowered herself on to him, and he swore as her pussy closed around him. She gasped at the depth he penetrated her to.
    “You have the tightest pussy I’ve ever felt. That’s a good thing because we’re going to wear it out.” Mortimer sat inside her for a minute, grabbing her hips with his rough hands.
    “All you need to do now is move up and down on my cock.” Camille shifted, lifting herself up a bit. Mortimer grunted.
    “Oh, your pussy is hot.” She sank back down on him, moving slowly.
    “Stop. If you don’t, I’m going to explode, and I don’t want to yet.”
    “Knoll, come join us. Bring the butter with you.” Camille looked over her shoulder, wondering what they needed butter for.
    “Just relax, princess. We’ll make you comfortable.” Camille ground her hips into his, and he groaned. A cold, wet sensation on her bottom drew an ooh from her lips. Knoll rubbed the butter into the tight hole, and she sucked in a sharp breath.
    “That will make it feel good,” Knoll whispered as he mounted the bed behind her. He lifted her ass up in the air, making Knoll curse softly with the pressure. Camille hissed as she felt Knoll’s finger slip into her hole. No man had ever touched her like that. He slid it in and out.
    “How does that feel?”
    “Not sure.” Her face flamed.
    “You don’t have to feel embarrassed with us. We’re your mates.” Mortimer looked into her eyes and Camille wondered if he really felt what his eyes expressed, that he cared for her. He only lusts after me. Her mind came back to the task at hand when she felt another finger slip inside her, and she knew Knoll was stretching her passage.
    “I want to get you nice and ready for me.”
    Camille said nothing, wondering if it would hurt terribly. Mortimer stroked her breasts, squeezing her nipples.
    “You have the finest breasts I’ve ever seen.”
    “Thank you.” She smiled at him, ducking her head, unable to look