Taken by the Trillionaires by Ella Mansfield Page A

Princess Peach.”
    She immediately moved into the position he wanted her in and waited for him to kneel behind her. He immediately moved into position with his cock at her entrance. “Do you want Luigi’s cock in your hole?”
    “Please, I need you, Luigi!” She knew he wanted her to beg, and with as close as she was to climax, she was willing to do anything to make him happy. He laughed and swatted her bottom before plunging deep inside her. She let out a gasp, shocked once again by his thickness. “Yes, go fast and hard, Luigi!”
    He laughed, his voice husky and deep. He did as she asked, thrusting powerfully and quickly, causing her to cry out over and over. She buried her face into the blankets on his bed, trying to keep from screaming as she climaxed, her excitement filling the air around them.
    He thrust again. “Who am I?”
    She moaned. “Luigi.”
    He laughed triumphantly, thrusting his last few times as he sprayed his seed deep inside her. “You’ll never forget again.” He sighed, rolling to his side beside her and pulling her into his arms. His hands stroked her back all the way from her shoulders to her bottom and back up. His kiss was soft as he pressed it against her lips. “You’re my very own Princess Peach.”
    She nodded, her body as relaxed as a wet noodle. “I’m yours.” She snuggled her face into his neck contentedly. For now, she was happy to be his, in her silly dress and him in his Luigi clothes. She promised herself she’d look up Mario the next day and see what it was all about.
    She slept in his arms for a short while, before climbing from the bed and cleaning up in the bathroom. As she was slipping out of his bedroom, he called out, “Goodnight, my princess.”
    “Goodnight, Luigi,” she answered, slipping into the other room to change back into her sarong and go back to Travis. Her body felt very used, but it was good. She’d never dreamed being married to four men would keep her so satisfied.
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Chapter Eight
    All the following day, while she quilted, while she made plans for Travis to take her to visit April, she could think about nothing except how she’d loved having two men and a dragon the night before. It was almost like being taken three different times, and she was pretty sure she was ready for more than one of the men at a time. Maybe she could talk two of them into taking her together.
    She knew that night was their weekly poker game, and she’d been invited to sit in. When she went to the game, she waited until the men were situated before standing up and removing her sarong. “It’s hot in here, isn’t it?”
    They all gaped at her. She didn’t usually strip with all of them there, but she acted like nothing was happening, reaching for her poker chips and sorting them into piles.
    Erin took her cards and peeked at them, one hand on the table with the cards, the other at her pussy, gently playing with her clit. She expected one of the men to say something, but none of them did. She won the first hand, and they were halfway through the second when Cody nodded to her hand which was still between her legs. “You need help with that?”
    She nodded, smiling at him. “Yes, please!”
    He unfastened his pants and pulled his hard cock out, not bothering to take anything else off, before he took her hand and pulled her toward him. She straddled his lap, positioning herself over him and slowly lowering onto his long cock while she felt the stares of the other three men on her. She was as loud as she’d ever been as she slowly rose and fell over him. “Oh, that feels so good! Go a little deeper!”
    She knew the other three were watching her every move as she rode their friend, and it turned her on more than anything she’d ever done had. She was gasping and calling his name, screaming as she found her climax. He shuddered inside her before finally pulling out and helping her to her feet.
    When she turned and glanced over the other three, she saw that each of