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But it’s no use. I can’t seem to really lose myself in the novel. Every time I feel myself getting closer and start rubbing a little harder, I remember what it was like to orgasm with two enormous cocks pounding my pussy and ass. In comparison to that, the small flickers of lust I feel as I let my fingers glide across my clit are tame. Boring. I just can’t get there. Frustrated and tired, I turn off my light and throw my head down on my pillow. Listening to the deafening quiet of the night, I slowly drift off to sleep.
When I awaken with a start, I’m disoriented and confused. The dark room wheels around me as I struggle to locate myself according to the shapes in the room. Then, my blood runs cold as my eyes fall on two huge men, outlined against my window like last time. My heart skips a beat and then starts hammering in my chest. I freeze.
“Annabel?” comes a low rumble. “Are you awake?” A feeling of happy giddiness floods through me as I breathe deep, realizing my lovers have come back.
“Yes,” I whisper eagerly, quickly recovering from my confusion. I scamper into a seated position on the bed and flick on the light. This time, they don’t need any invitation. Bruce and Burke come striding over to my bed and sit down on either side of me, their weight pressing the mattress down. They’re seeking my gaze with their blue eyes, their strong jaws set and cheekbones high and proud. Holy shit, they’re even hotter than I remembered.
Bruce and Burke have broad shoulders outlined in tight black t-shirts that highlight their wide chests and the ripple of their toned physiques. Long legs stretch on either side of my bed. But there’s an air of tension tonight, and I remember that these are two ruthless criminals who can take what they want, whenever they want.
However, I can’t help my body’s response to their presence; my pussy is already wet from thinking about what they might do to me this time. I feel myself shiver from their gaze, and their hardened desire radiates off of them like a furnace. I know that I want to be owned by them again and again. I want to be ravaged like the main character in the romance novel was ravaged by those outlaws, and if I can get some tenderness after, it would be the cherry on top. But right now, tenderness isn’t what I’m looking for. Right now, I want it rough, hard, and dirty, and these two men before me, breathing like caged animals, are clearly thinking the same.
9
Annie
“I thought I’d never see you again,” I whisper, unable to hide my need for the two men. Bruce and Burke growl disapprovingly, which makes me shrink into myself a bit. Was that the wrong thing to say?
“We almost didn’t come back,” mutters Bruce.
“We debated not returning,” adds Burke.
“But why not?” I ask, already fearing the answer. “What did I do?”
“Not now,” replies Burke in his deep voice, “We’ll talk about it later.” His eyes go to the Kindle still open on my nightstand, and the page I’d been reading is still visible on the screen. Thankfully, it’s just words so he can’t possibly know. “What’s that?” he asks.
My face burns hot, and before I can stop him, he’s picking it up the device and reading my latest romance novel. Oh my God, this is so embarrassing! I freeze, watching his expression. But he doesn’t laugh. Instead, he skims it intently, devouring the word porn. The silence of the room presses in on me, and my heart is about to explode. It feels like my diary is being revealed, and all my dirtiest secrets are getting out. I want to sink through the mattress and disappear into nothingness.
“What’s going on, brother?” asks Bruce casually. “What’s so interesting? We’re not exactly men of the book, so it’s got to be an incredible page turner to see you reading so closely.”
Oh my god, I want to die. If the jaws of Hell opened up right here, I wouldn’t mind falling in and disappearing from view forever. But then Burke looks up at me and stares into my eyes with a flicker behind that blue gaze. I can’t look away. He’s not smiling exactly, but his lips do twitch a bit at the corner. And oh my god, he’s hardening. I can see it in his pants, and that huge snake is coming to life. I go hot even as he smiles again.
“You like this kind of stuff, don’t you?” he states. It’s not a question; he doesn’t need to ask. The man knows. I feel like I’ve been turned inside out, and all I can do is nod, my heart hammering in my chest. Without breaking his gaze, he hands the Kindle over to Bruce, who eyes it and whistles.
