(Myra’s POV)

"Be good, Ra-ra. I know you like it when I touch you like this, ummhmm. Don’t be shy and open up for me," one of the men spoke, no, he was literally cooing. His voice sounded magnetic.

I tried to keep my legs closed as tightly as possible, but my body~ ... it was betraying me. Despite my repeated attempts, it didn’t work. It was as if I were under a spell. As if my entire being wasn’t mine anymore. It was theirs. I was theirs.

This sort of thing, it has never happened to me before. NEVER. This urge, this kind of temptation, this sensation. ’Why am I not able to control myself? Why, despite knowing they are just trying to make a mess out of me, I cannot help but keep going with the flow? I wanted to douse in the sea of passion. Why? Why~~~~~?

The person kissing my chin pulled himself back, soon replaced by someone with a faint scent of patchouli, "My turn~ ... to turn my princess on," he said, his voice filled with playful mischief. As I took another breath, his scent clouded my senses, and my mind went fuzzy.

"You must be feeling bored, lying down. Let’s change the posture. Come~ ... let me help you get up," he clucked. I, or rather my body, followed his words like a moth trailing the flames. He made me sit and soon settled himself behind me. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

My bare back was now in contact with his solid, unclothed chest. The warmth seeping from his skin, mingling with mine, was electric, galvanizing. Now, sitting between his legs, his hard shaft poked me between my butt cheeks, making me quiver. He whispered, "Feeling comfortable, now, prin~cess? Or should I close the gap some more? You can lean on me all you want." Even though he asked this, we were almost glued to each other, so much so that even the air couldn’t pass.

The next moment, he grabbed one of my breasts and pressed it hard, kneading it like a dough, and mumbled, "Ummm~ .... You are so soft, so delicate. My~ My~ra ... you are making me crazy, insane. Even when I am holding you, I am missing you."

His actions made me yelp, "Eeeekkkk!!!!" I almost jumped up like a spring toy, but the one busy between my legs held me firmly. He had managed to open my legs completely. I could feel his breath brushing against my secret part.

The one behind me started grazing his moist lips on my nape and muttered, "Ohhh my goddess, my heavens— your fruity, flowery scent. I can die for it. You make me insatiable. I wish this moment could go on forever. I want to keep holding you in my arms. I want to hear your moans. The sound of your heartbeat is music to my ears. The way you take each breath makes me want to worship. I want every inch of your skin. I want you whole~ .... gosh, you are driving me crazy, fuck~ ...."

I knew he wasn’t lying as his little friend, which was constantly poking me, was hard as a rod. From where it was in contact with my skin, I could feel the raw heat penetrating from it. Now~ ... this is making me crazy. Insanely crazy.

They didn’t give me any chance to think rationally, as one of them started caressing my clit. His movements were deliberate and slow as his thumb moved up and down in circular motion. My chest rose and fell heavily as I moaned and gasped for air, "Uhhhh~ .... ahhhh~ ... ughh," almost whimpering. They were literally taking my breath away.

Because of the blindfold, I was feeling extra sensitive. I could feel every single graze, every single breath, every single touch from them.

He rested his thumb on my nib, pinching it with the help of his finger, "Myra~ .... you always like it when I do this to you. See, you are already this wet. We have just started, hahh~ .... This is going to be so much fun." He clipped it, twisting it between his fingers, toying with it. Feeling something this intense, I was about to scream at the top of my lungs when my lips were covered by someone else’s.

He placed his lips on mine, the touch subtle at first. The clear scent of cardamom and musk, coming off of him, was refreshingly good. He withdrew quickly and murmured against my lips, "Ra-ra, love. The last time we were intimate, you were all over me. Kissing me, embracing me~ .... clinging to me like I was your lifeline. So, why are you feeling shy now? Is it because the guys are here too, umm?"

He cupped my cheeks and added, "You need to get used to it. After all, we are all yours, and you are ours." After saying this, he tilted my head a little and pounced on me like an animal.

This time, his kiss was rough and hard. He was sucking my lower lip rigorously. As if he wanted to devour me whole. I was trying to push him away, but my bound hands and fragile body, they were all acting against me.

I wanted to speak, but he took it as a chance and pried my mouth open with his tongue. In no time, his tongue was tangled with mine, pulling, twisting, and doing tango with it. The fierceness, the intensity, even if I wanted to keep up, I was having a hard time trying.

This was wild. Fuck. I am going wild.

Several hands were snaking all over my naked body. There was no nook or cranny they weren’t touching. My toes were being sucked and massaged. My thighs and lower labia were getting fondled, mercilessly. My breasts were getting squeezed consistently. And my mouth, it was having sex with the mouth of a stranger. It was too much.

But none of that was making me feel repulsed~ ... NONE~ OF~ IT~ ... It is more like a blissful feeling.

My eyes rolled back as I arched my body. That was when he decided to let go of my mouth, but his hands were still holding onto my cheeks. I panted and gasped heavily, but the others didn’t stop.

To Be Continued . . . . . . .