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“We can make that happen in the coming days, but for now, let’s put Ferocious back in the suite and then go see the beginnings of your treehouse. It’s just the base and the studs that will be the walls, but it’s coming along quickly.”

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Genie looked up, and up, when Dev pointed up a huge tree, and as promised, the base of a treehouse was perched high in its boughs. It was a nice, sturdy hickory tree, bare of leaves now, but she knew it’d be beautiful in the spring and summer, all dressed out in green.

She accepted the remote he handed her, though she had no idea what it might do. She aimed it at the treehouse and pressed the top button, but nothing happened. There were onlytwo buttons, so she tried the bottom one, and something fell from the ladder like an accordion. She practically squealed with glee when she realized it was a rope ladder, and she handed the remote back to Dev before she scrambled up the ladder to her treehouse.

And it was magical, even though the walls weren’t up, and the cage she’dchangein wasn’t in place yet. She could envision it, the walled-in area with more windows than solid walls, and comfortable furniture, and the outside area, with patio furniture, and the huge cage for her owl on the roof.

“It’s the most perfectly perfect giftever,” she told Dev when his head rose over the edge. “There is no way to properly thank you for this.”

“You already have, with that little squeal.”

Chapter Forty

Elijah was nude, on his back on the bed, his arms over his head, grasping steel handles under the base of the headboard. Dev ran a finger from his neck, down his chest, over the ridges of his abs, and to his cock — standing proud and tall. Elijah’s entire body shuddered.

“Sit your ass on his cock and lie back on him,” Dev told Genie. “Ezra is going to go down on you while I fuck him from behind.”

Genie took her time rubbing olive oil on Elijah’s cock, used a baby wipe to clean her hands, and then angled her upper body to pull the plug from her own ass. Before her asshole had time to close, she’d pushed his cock inside and was slowly sitting, taking him into her body millimeter by throbbing millimeter. Her back was to him and he wished he could see her face, but her scent told him this was good for her — sweet and spicy andallGenie. Her back muscles were tight, and her ass squeezed his cock in the most delicious ways.

Once she was all the way down, she leaned back until her weight was on his torso, and he asked, “Permission to hold her, please, Sir Dev?”

“Around her stomach. Leave her tits alone, and no playing with her clit, either. Genie, spread your legs farther. Give Ezra room to work. He has his own instructions. Also, no one is allowed an orgasm until I say so. Come without permission and you’ll find yourself facing the wall, your hands bound behind your back, holding a coin to the wall with your forehead while the rest of us fuck and suck.”

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Genie soon learned that Ezra’s instructions were to hold her by the thighs while he ate her out, so when Dev pounded him, he’d move her back and forth on Elijah’s cock. If she’d been allowed, she’d have had four orgasms before they were ten minutes into it. She’d had to order Ezra to back off on her clit a time or two, or she’d have been facing the wall and not having fun.

After a while, Dev sat against the headboard with Elijah in his lap — and Dev’s dick up Elijah’s ass — while Genie was on all fours blowing Elijah (after his dick had been thoroughly cleaned), and Ezra fucked Genie’s ass. Somehow, Dev got them all moved around into position after position until everyone except Dev had been well-fucked in the ass, and Genie’s pussy hadn’t had anything in it all night, which was fine because she loved anal, and especially loved enforced anal-only.

She still hadn’t given Dev a blow job, but she’d had to accept that was the way it was going to be. Dev had face-fucked her the one time, and she’d watched him do the same to the twins several times — it was enough to show her he didn’t view oral as normal sex, but as something violent and vicious.

He was fine with her giving the twins blow jobs, thankfully, and occasionally set it up so one of them could fuck her face, but she’d noted their hands were always bound in some way, so they weren’t totally in control.

Eventually, once Dev was back in her ass, with the twins sucking her nipples while she gave them hand jobs, she was given permission to come, though the twins were not.

At first, she wasn’t sure she could, when she’d needed an orgasm so badly it’d hurt several times during the night, but then he reached round and pressed on her clit while he savagely fucked her ass, his hips hammering that thick, long cock intoher, and her body melted while she catapulted into frenzied ecstasy, pleasure, and bliss. Lips on her nipples, suction with a hint of teeth. The cock in her ass pulsing heat deep inside her, and six hands held her while she came apart.

Genie was still trying to recover her breath and her equilibrium, though the others were barely breathing hard. They were all lying on the bed, cuddling, when Dev stretched to the side and lifted a quarter from the table. “Elijah, Ezra, first to call it. Loser gets me, winner gets Genie.”

Ezra said, “Heads,” before Elijah seemed to know what was going on, and Dev sat up, flipped the coin, and let it fall to the bed.

Everyone leaned so they could see the coin, and Dev said, “Heads. You get me, Elijah.”

Dev put the quarter back and opened the top drawer of the bedside table. He pulled two black, long gloves out, one small and one huge.

“We’re going to fist their asses, little Genie. Have you ever fisted an ass?”

She shook her head, both mortified and excited at the prospect of doing so. This also explained why he hadn’t allowed the twins an orgasm.

“No, but I’m sure you’ll help me figure it out as I go.”

“I will, indeed.”

Dev put a metal bar on the bed, possibly the same one he’d used in her interrogation scene. “Both of you, knees and chest, right up beside each other, hip to hip. You’ll hold this in both hands and won’t let go.”

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