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“That’s right,” Ash murmured, pressing one finger inside her, “you didn’t shatter around my cock and soak me in your cum.” He slid another finger in. “Oh, but Hanna, you did. And you’re going to again and again until Nic and I are satisfied.”

She glanced up at Nicco’s face. Lust had softened his features, but the urging, insistent desire was still there, burning him up and catching her to flame.

“And what does it take to satisfy you?” she asked.

Nicco held her gaze. “You tell us, Leone. You seem to have quite the imagination.”

She shook her head. It was one thing to stroke herself to fantasies in the dark, but to tell them all she had dreamed of, ached for, come around her own slick fingers to…

“He gave you an order, Hanna,” Ash said, pushing a third finger into her aching pussy. “Now, tell us exactly what you want. And I’ll know if you’re telling the truth, because you clench this tight little hole around me when you’re desperate.”

Fuck. It shouldn’t be that hot to hear his filthy words about her, but that was exactly what Hanna craved, that touch of the taboo and off-limits, the words that made her pussy ache and her nipples tighten…

“I want you both inside me…” she blurted out, the words slipping past her lips before she could stop them.

“We were both inside you,” Nicco whispered. “Look at how pretty and swollen your lips are just from taking my cock.”

Hanna swallowed. “I want…”

Ash let out a laugh that could have bordered on cruel. “She wants us filling her tightest little holes, Nic. Don’t you, Cherry?”

He pulled his fingers back, and this time slicked his thumb through her wetness. “You want Nicco’s fat cock in your pussy, Hanna?”

She nodded. “I do…”

“And you want me to press…” He circled her other hole, just the softest touch, but it made Hanna’s entire body shudder.

“Yes… Fuck, Ash. Yes.”

“Yes, what, Hanna?” Nicco demanded. “Say the words.”

“Yes, I want Ash’s cock in my ass…” And somehow just saying that aloud made her pussy clench and her breath catch. It was depraved and sinful, but it was also all she could think about…

“I want to feel you both inside me, so close you can feel each other’s cocks when you thrust.”

Ash pressed his thumb against her tight ring of muscle, and stars exploded behind Hanna’s eyes, the pressure of pleasure and sin and kink and two sets of burning-hot eyes on her heightening every single touch. “You’re so fucking tight, Hanna. You’re going to have to relax to let me in. To let both of us in.”

That made Nicco’s cock throb against Hanna’s thigh, and she reached for it, his length already hardening under her touch.

“And how are you going to help me to relax?” she asked.

“Come here,” Nicco demanded. His voice was steady and controlled, but she knew it was a demand. Ash released her, and Hanna slid up Nicco’s strong, powerful body. She hesitated only a second, suddenly too aware of her height, of her size in a moment of self-consciousness. But then Nicco gripped her hips with strong hands and dragged her forward. He didn’t give her a second to catch up before burying his face in her pussy, licking and sucking and teasing with every brush of his lips and tongue, and Hanna could only reach for the headboard and hold on tight, as flood after flood of pleasure raced over her. Her body was already so sensitized from their earlier play, and Ash and Nicco’s filthy words, and it didn’t take long before she was cresting that inevitable edge.

“Diavolo…” The word tore from Nicco’s lips between his assault on her needy pussy, and Hanna managed to turn around to see Ash straddling Nicco’s thigh, until their cocks were sliding against each other in Ash’s tight fist and…that image, the hot, slick coming together of the two men, her two men, if only for a moment, was enough to make Hanna combust.

She rode Nicco’s seeking tongue and lips, until she was screaming his name, spilling hot and wet, falling over that edge in a bright spiral of pleasure and release.

“Come with us this time,” Ash tore out. “One more time, Cherry. Give us just one more.”

She shook her head. “I…can’t. It’s too much.”

“That wasn’t a question,” Nicco muttered, before biting the inside of her thigh, and fuck if the pain wasn’t delicious, wasn’t an answer to a question she’d been avoiding for so long. She craved their rough edges and their depraved promises and every single one of their filthy demands. “Say yes, Daddy. Thank you, Daddy.”

Hanna’s breath caught. It might have been too dark, too torn away from normal play and pleasure, but she’d confess her sins when the sun rose, because the very idea of that word spilling free made her pussy clench and ache, made her nipples tighten to the point of pain, and made her…

Want to beg.

“Yes… Daddy. Thank you, Daddy…”