Page 65 of Broken Princess


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“And I confirm that both Benny and I are clean?”

“Fuck yes, sir.”

Nico drops the condom on the side table and crawls across the bed, stopping above me. “Benny, pin her arms under your legs and make your dick weep for me. You’re both mine and it’s time I got to play with my fucktoys.”

His words short circuit my brain, while Benny restrains me. Nico’s lips blaze a trail down my neck to the swell of my tits. His tongue teases my nipple to a hard peak as he palms the other, its weight heavy in his hand as he kneads gently. The sensation sends a pulse to my clit that makes me rock my hips against his weight.

Nico’s giant-like stature and ruthless nature has earned him a reputation as a monster, one you would never want to see looming over you. But there’s nowhere else I want to be right now. His mammoth frame is heaving against me as his weight holds me down and makes me submit to his will, forcing me to take every quiver of pleasure he bestows. He is merciless. He is a beast.

He is mine.

I writhe as his head disappears between my legs and his tongue gets its first taste of my pussy. I am gone. There are no words, and he is relentless. He draws feral moans from my lips as he sends me soaring towards my orgasm. It builds deep in my core as his inexplicably long tongue fucks into me. His thumb circles my clit and I clench in abstract rhythms, screaming out Nico’s name as I fall over the edge.

I’m still coming as he moves swiftly back up the bed and impales me in one long excruciating slow thrust, making sure I feel every rung of his ladder. The cry I release is inhuman. As he bottoms out, he rotates his hips slowly, allowing me time to adjust.

It’s like he’s waiting for me to come back to earth, but I honestly don’t know if I ever will. I’m so overstimulated, my swollen pussy refuses to surrender its grip on his cock or the barbells currently pressed tight against my g-spot. A near constant growl slips from his lips as he tries to hold back.

“On your knees, Bambi. Hands behind your back.”

I finally get a view of Benny that’s not obscured by his hard-on and I can tell from how eagerly he obeys, he’s turned on. Eyes glazed and pupils blown, he can’t take his eyes off of where I’m joined with Nico. Every pump of his cock has Benny panting and a glistening bead of pre-cum forming on his crown.

I’m nothing but a string of incoherent mewls as Nico leans forward, taking Benny’s cock in his mouth and deep-throating him. The roar that Benny unleashes surprises me almost as much as the curl of Nico’s hips that drags the barbells of his piercing along my walls, and I join Benny in his cries of ecstasy.

With one arm on the mattress beside me and the other free to roam, Nico grabs Benny’s hip and encourages him to fuck his mouth harder. I see the outline of Benny’s dick as it breaches Nico’s throat and I’m fascinated. It’s hypnotic. Nico times his thrusts with Benny and I feel connected to the both of them in a way that transcends reason.

Time seems meaningless, and I feel displaced in it. Nico’s thick cock swells further, increasing the stretch and dragging me into an orgasm that will not be denied. I can’t come again. I am exhausted, but my traitorous cunt betrays me when Nico releases his grip on Benny’s thigh and reaches to tap on my clit.

I shatter.

My pussy contracts and milks Nico’s cock, demanding his cum and coaxing his release from him in hot ropes. The sounds are obscene as he fucks me through my orgasm and buries his cum deep.

Benny surrenders to Nico’s skilful mouth and comes with a bellow. Nico’s hand steadies his hips, demanding that Benny come on his tongue.

Both Benny and I watch in awe as Nico moves down my body and opens his mouth at the entrance to my pussy.

“What are?—”

Before I can finish, Nico spits cum into my dripping cunt and leisurely tongue fucks it into me. Benny collapses beside me, releasing little desperate howls prompting Nico to look up with a smile. Stepping back off the bed, Nico heads for the bathroom and shouts back over his shoulder, “I’ll be right back. Make sure you lick her clean while I’m gone.”

Holy Fuck.

I’m not sure I will survive these men.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

SINCLAIR

Iguess I should be jealous that she spent all night with two other guys, but I’m not. They’re not two random guys, they’re my brothers. Brothers by choice. And she’s not my girlfriend. That title is such an inadequate word.

Aurora feels like a missing piece of me—but not just that—she’s like a missing piece of us. I can’t fucking explain it. But honestly, do I have to understand it fully? She’s here, she’s with us, and that feels right. In all ways. I just hope she feels the same way. I took a big risk last night when I walked away and left them together. If it’s too much for her, we all stand to lose.

When I woke up this morning, I grabbed a coffee and holed up in my office. I need to check the chatter to see if there’s anything we should be worried about. As far as I can tell, the De Lucas are still carrying on business as usual. No one’s missing Tony yet—shocker—but it would seem Carlo’s absence has been noticed. It’s been pretty easy to deal with in the short-term because we kept both their phones.

As far as their crews are concerned, Tony’s bedded down for a few days with a new side piece and not to be contacted, and Carlo is dealing with a distribution problem in one of our out-of-town warehouses. I’ve been replying to his crew’s messages this morning, making sure they suspect nothing. This will buy us some time, but not much.

Enzo went out at the crack of dawn to meet with Manny. When he got back, he messaged me a summary of the intel and outlined a schedule for us for the day. As usual, his plan is impeccable, and it means I’m going to have to go and wake up the sleeping beauties. After what I assumed was round two this morning, I haven’t heard a peep out of them since.

Pushing my chair away from my desk, I stretch and then head upstairs. I quietly tap on Nico’s door and wait. There’s no response.

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