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from the back of his throat, assuring her of Niklas’ willingness to oblige her wanton cravings.
    She expected Sebastian to frown down at his watch and shake his head in solemn protest, considering it too soon for Niklas to cater to her cunt. Niklas’ hard-working tongue was capable of giving her a much-too-early sexual release. Sebastian realized Yoyin would become bored and moody if the sexual stimulation wasn’t prolonged; she had to be kept sexually occupied for the full duration of the ride.
    Surprisingly, Sebastian didn’t intervene. Yoyin stole a glance and sighed in pleasure at the sight of Niklas journeying downward toward her pleasure center
    Sebastian retrieved the breast Niklas had abandoned. Tenderly, he cupped both small mounds together. Yoyin gave a sharp gasp of surprise when he suddenly pinched her engorged tips. He twisted the rings until she winced and threw her head back. Lips pressed together, she stifled the urge to cry out and beg for his cock. Her hand moved rapidly, caressing the back of Sebastian’sperfectly shaped, shaved head. Each stroke of her palm thanked him for anticipating her needs and rationing the appropriate amount of pleasure and pain in carefully measured increments.
    Sebastian inserted his tongue inside a silver ring dangling from her left nipple and tugged at it. Her breath caught, and she braced herself for another twinge, a teasing sting that was bound to make her pussy lips pucker up in anticipation of a passionate kiss. But the pain she craved was withheld as Sebastian now taunted her breasts with feathery kisses, moist licks, and gentle sucking—punishing her with the type of foreplay enjoyed by ordinary women.
    “Hurt me, Sebastian,” she demanded, defiantly wiggling into an upright position. But Sebastian pressed her backward and continued to torment her—licking leisurely and suckling softly at her tortured peaks.
    Hiking up her skirt, Niklas pressed his fingers against the thin strip of fabric inside the crotch of her thong. Tucked between firm thighs, her pierced pussy lips tingled at his touch. Niklas pushed inside her, inserting a finger covered by a white patch of cotton panty crotch. He probed slowly, sensually, until her cunt saturated the cotton with creamy desire. Niklas penetrated deeper, his knuckle pushing against the jeweled rings that decorated her pussy.
    His taunting finger put her on edge, irritating and provoking her. On edge, she writhed, spreading her knees apart and tugging at her thong. “I’ve had enough of the gentle treatment. Stop being a sissy!” Yoyin hissed, rising up and causing her nipples to slip from Sebastian’s mouth. “No more cotton-covered finger probing, goddammit! Take them off. Remove my thong.” Her eyes, wide and wild, shot back and forth from Sebastian’s toNiklas’ impassive faces. “Don’t stare at me like two blithering idiots.” She drew in air and continued to rant. “I want to feel your hard-driving cocks—one in my cunt and the other in my ass. Do as I say, you insolent bastards!”
    Tears of fury stung Yoyin’s eyes.
    Niklas crouched between her angrily shaking legs and gripped them in a steely embrace. “Shh.” His breath breezed through the cotton crotch, sending splinters of excitement inside the moist split of her sex. Yoyin gasped and shuddered, worked up to the brink of an orgasm.
    “Try to control yourself,” Sebastian whispered as he pulled her torso against his broad chest, restraining her with hands that squeezed her breasts to the point of pain.
    “Ah,” she murmured, satisfied that she was getting her way. Quick as a flash, his twisting fist relaxed, and his open palm delivered tender caresses.
    Furious, Yoyin tried to wrench away from Sebastian’s embrace, but she couldn’t break free. She settled down and endured his tender touch and was rewarded with light scratches against her smooth breasts. Blissfully, she lowered her eyelids as his neatly trimmed fingernails scraped her tits,