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"I told you," Rye replied.
"Well," Keane said, "now that we’ve settled that, it’s time to get serious about the fucking."
"You weren’t serious before?" I asked.
"Good point." Keane moved away from his spot between my legs.
I whimpered.
"Don’t worry, Lily, we’re just getting started." He went to a dresser and opened the brown paper parcel Rhys had given him when we left their house.
While he did that, Rye maneuvered the two of us until he was lying on the bed with me straddling him. Keane stood next to the bed holding a small wooden dowel-like object in his hand. The two of them exchanged a glance. Oh no, what do they have in mind now?
"This," Keane said, "is a butt plug."
"A what?"
"Oh, sweet Lily." Rye chuckled. He stroked my hair. "You are a delight in every way."
"You two better not be laughing at me. Didn’t we already talk about this?" I was a bit indignant, but I also couldn’t take my eyes off the item Keane held.
Rye kissed me tenderly. "I apologize, darlin’. I am laughing with happiness. You truly do delight me with your prim-and-proper ways." He caressed my cheek. "But I think you are not as prim as you have been taught to be."
I blushed. "Perhaps."
Keane cleared his throat, and I glanced in his direction. "Soon, Rye and I will claim you together. One of us in your pussy and the other"—he gestured with his head—"in your back hole."
"No! You’re joking. It’s not done!"
"This is no joke, Lily dear. It is done. Will be done. In fact, you are going to enjoy it."
I shook my head back and forth. "No, that is impossible."
"This little plug," Keane said and then nodded toward the top of the bureau where several more in varying sizes were laid out, which I hadn’t noticed before, "will train your lovely little pucker to take our big cocks back there. We’ll start with this one and work our way up."
"You cannot be serious. That is lunacy."
Rye delved his fingers into my sex and wiggled them against the walls there. "Show her the plug again," he instructed Keane.
"With pleasure." Keane lifted one of my hands and placed the device on my palm, closing my fingers around it. "Imagine that inside your bottom, Lily. Snug in your bum."
Heat rushed through my body. Rye continued to move his fingers inside me, sending additional pulses of heat and yearning through me.
"Oh fuck," Rye called out. "I think that plug makes her wetter than when she talks dirty." He pulled his fingers out and held them up. My essence shimmered in the afternoon sunlight.
"Ah, sweet Lily," Keane said, "you can continue to torture yourself by clinging to the straight-laced ways you were taught." He retrieved the device from my palm and moved to stand behind me while Rye drew me forward, pushing my bottom high in the air. Rye’s hard cock pressed against my belly. "Or, you can toss all of that nonsense aside and embrace the truth. Embrace what you enjoy and what we want to give you."
I glanced up, and my gaze met Rye’s. The depth of my feelings for these two rascals hit me hard. But it couldn’t be love. Love took a long time to build and yet… maybe that was another one of those rules society had pounded into me that had no real basis in truth.
I nodded. "Yes, please."
Rye chuckled. "She’s so polite."
Behind me, something cold coated my bottom hole, and I tightened up.
Rye lifted my hips and lowered me down onto his cock. "You need to focus on this instead of what Keane is doing." He pushed upward, and I mewled from the deep penetration. He pumped his cock in and out of me, raising me with each thrust while gripping my breasts in his hands.
Keane, meanwhile, had spread the cheeks of my backside. I groaned with embarrassment when I realized what he was doing, the cool air of the room wafting over my shameful entry.
