Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
“You’re okay,” Marcus murmurs, using his fingers to brush my hair back off my sweaty forehead. “Just relax and it won’t hurt so much.”
I take a breath and close my eyes, doing my best to relax in his embrace.
James withdraws his finger, then the bed moves as he positions himself and spreads my ass cheeks.
He pushes just the tip of his covered cock in, and I tense up.
“Relax,” Marcus snaps.
My blood runs cold, and then my body immediately obeys him.
I don’t want him to be mad at me, so I nuzzle my face against his middle. He’s very muscular, and since he’s only wearing a T-shirt and jeans (and I need a distraction) I lift his shirt a bit to bare his abs.
I glance up at him uncertainly. He’s looking down at me, but I can’t make out the expression on his face. I run my hands over his sexy abdomen, tracing the curves of his cut muscles. I want the gag off, so I start to reach back and unbuckle it myself, but some instinct stops me.
If he wants it off, he’ll take it off.
Rather than do it myself, I ask for his permission. I give the strap a pull and make a questioning murmur.
He gets what I’m asking for.
He reaches behind my head and unbuckles the gag. “You can’t talk,” he reminds me. “If one word slips past those pretty lips, I put the gag back on.”
I nod my understanding, then lower my face and kiss his stomach.
Thank you, I say without words, leaving gestures of worship along his toned stomach.
He rewards me by sinking his fingers into my hair and holding the back of my head as I do.
“She good?” James asks.
“Yeah, she’s good. You can go deeper.”
James groans as he forces more of his cock into my tight little channel. I wince at the pain and hold Marcus tighter. I kiss his body more desperately. Secretly, I’m hoping he’ll make James stop if I’m sweet enough to him, but he doesn’t stop it.
My body stretches uncomfortably as he goes deeper. It feels foreign and completely unnatural. It hurts at first, and I’m afraid he’ll break me apart, but eventually, my body adjusts, and then it feels… incredible.
He moves inside me, and I moan with pleasure, not pain.
Once I’m pulled in, Marcus halts his brother.
James stills inside me while Marcus positions himself under me.
Marcus shoves his cock into my pussy, and I’m so happy to be filled by him again. With each of them in one hole, I feel fuller than I ever could have imagined.
It’s almost an out-of-body experience when they both begin to move inside me.
Oh god.
I barely stop myself from crying out as I’m assaulted by sensations too overwhelming to process.
My nails dig into Marcus’ back as I try to adjust to the too-full sensation, as I try not to get lost in the feeling of being so completely possessed.
But before long, the last remnants of my resistance fade away. I start to move in sync with them. I give myself over to a sea of pleasure I’ve never known before and let them worry about guiding the ship.
Marcus squeezes my tits appreciatively. He kisses them, sucks them, bites them.
I moan and make helpless little noises louder than I mean to, but the pleasure is endless. I’m losing myself to it. Losing the last fragments of self-control.
I can’t stop moaning and whining as they fuck me. I’m afraid words may slip past my lips next, so I try to muffle the helpless noises against Marcus’ broad shoulder. He drives his thick cock deep into my stretched pussy and I feel him in every cell of my being, but somehow I need more.
I need his mouth.
He gasps in surprise when my hungry lips crash into his. It only lasts a split second, then his long, elegant fingers tangle in my soft hair and his grip tightens almost brutally, like he’ll never release me.
I never want him to.
He takes control of the kiss like he’s taken control of everything else, and he robs me of my ability to breathe. I’d happily die of this, though. I’ve never felt anything like it.
I’m high on him as I move my hips, riding him while he fucks me, while his brother does, too. I’d let him do anything to me. I wish I could take him deeper, pull him all the way inside me and keep him there forever.
He grabs my tit and squeezes possessively while he dominates my pussy and my mouth.
My heart and my soul.
While he dominates me in every way imaginable.
And I crave it.
God, do I crave it.
I’ve never felt anything like his ruthless possession. I’m afraid I never will again.
I’m not a person who would ever let tonight happen. Never.
But he made me, and I took it. I continue to take it.