Five Masks of Sin (Haremworld)

Maximo’s load was enormous, even more so than what Lenny had left in my throat earlier. I swallowed fast, forcing it all down as Lenny’s second moment of bliss filled the condom inside me. The three of us were melded together in harmonious pleasure as our bodies reacted to the culmination of our lust. Maximo slowly started to move his cock again once he was done, rubbing the remnants of his salty cum on my tongue. Lenny gave me a few more thrusts as my pussy spasmed and then he started to pull out of me. I was totally spent. Maximo took me in his arms and held me for a few minutes before carrying me to the bed. I felt him lay down on one side of me and Lenny laid down on the other. Their warmth sandwiched me and all I could think about was how amazing it would be to sleep between the two delicious men.

“WILL I SEE YOU AGAIN tonight?” I held Lenny’s hand after he was dressed and ready to leave the next morning.

“I might come to the dance.” He shrugged and nodded. “Especially if you’re going to be there.”

“Are you going to dance with me this time?” I twisted on my toes and grinned.

“No.” He shook his head back and forth. “But I’ll gladly follow you home, or give you my pin—however that works.”

“Okay.” I hugged Lenny. “I like the sound of that.”

Lenny left and I returned to the living room. Maximo ordered room service while I flipped through the channels on the television. If the World Ball had been like the previous years, everyone would be leaving. This would be the culmination of the event. I had already decided that I would stay, even if it left me in a financial crisis due to the cost of my room, but I had no idea what I would wear. The room service arrived and Maximo pulled the table over to the couch so we could eat in front of the television.

“I can’t believe I had sex with two guys on the same night.” I reached over and picked up a piece of toast.

“Not quite what you imagined when you came to the World Ball?” Maximo chuckled and picked up a piece of bacon.

“No, I didn’t picture anything like this at all. This is the kind of behavior I would expect from my sister, but I’m supposed to be the good daughter.” I shook my head and bit down on the toast.

“Sometimes it’s fun to discover new things about yourself.” Maximo nodded and took another bite of his bacon.

“What did you come to the World Ball for, anyway? You said you hoped to meet someone?” I tilted my head and reached for my coffee.

“Yeah, I actually hoped I’d meet a nice woman, marry her, and get her pregnant.” He smiled.

“What?” I tried to swallow my coffee, but it sprayed through my lips.

“Didn’t you come here hoping you would meet someone and maybe marry them?” He reached for a napkin and handed it to me.

“I hoped I would meet someone...” I nodded and wiped the coffee off my chin. “So how is this quest going—to find a wife?”

“I don’t know.” He shrugged and smiled. “I might be having breakfast with her right now.”

“Again—what!?” I was glad I didn’t have coffee in my mouth that time. “You took my virginity, told me to sleep with other guys, shared me with a guy last night, and now you’re saying you might want me to be your wife?”

“Marriage is complicated, even if I’m not.” He reached for another piece of bacon after finishing the first. “It’s not always a fairy tale. I like you and we’ve been having fun. Isn’t that something you can build a life on?”

“I mean, I guess you can.” I shook my head in disbelief. “Is this the kind of life you would want with your wife—having her sleep with strangers and sharing her with other guys?”

“I watched infidelity tear apart my family. It’s part of why I’ve never settled down with anyone. Now, unfortunately, I have no choice.” He shrugged and exhaled sharply.

“Why don’t you have a choice?” I tilted my head inquisitively.

Maximo explained everything to me. He told me about his family’s trust, the requirements that his grandfather put in place, and necessity of having a child that bore the Massaro name. The whole thing sounded like an incredibly awful thing for someone to do, especially considering that his former stepmother would benefit if he didn’t do what his grandfather insisted he do. Maximo seemed to have plans for the money that were generous and thoughtful instead of just being a rando

m rich guy that only cared about himself. He was definitely born with a silver spoon, one that was larger than I would have thought when I first met him, but he wasn’t arrogant about it. The money didn’t seem to define who he was, he just wanted to use it for good.

“So you see, I have a bit of ulterior motive here.” He leaned back against his chair and put his hands on his stomach.

“You definitely do.” I nodded and looked over at him. “I’ll do it. I’ll marry you and have your baby.”

“What?!” It was his turn to opened his eyes wide and if there was coffee behind his delicious lips, it would have covered our leftovers.

“I’m serious.” I nodded again. “I came here looking for a love story like the one my parents had. I chased that dream because it was what I was fed my whole life. I had no idea there was another world out there that could be so different than what I knew. I’ve seen it now—tasted it, thanks to you.”

“So you’ve had a taste and now you’re ready to just go home with me and start popping out babies?” He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

“One baby. You mentioned an heir. I didn’t say anything about a second one.” I shook my head back and forth. “I want something in exchange, though.”