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Dexter regards me with a curiosity that sends shivers down my spine. He touches his fingertip to my wet folds, and I thrash beneath him, trying to get away.
"Hold her down," he barks at his accomplice.
Caspian's strong arms grab mine, making sure I'm in place for whatever they're about to do to me. I'm shaking, trembling as Dex opens me wider, his intrusive fingers fighting their way to the spot between my legs that's tingling like crazy.
"Let's make that little button throb," he mutters, and I let out a muffled cry as he expertly applies pressure to my bundle of nerves, making my body arch toward him.
I don't want to let him have this. I don't want to let him take it away from me, but I'm unable to fight it any longer. His capable fingers are coaxing something out of me, and I don't know if I want to find out what it is. Pressure is building from my body, my senses going off at the slightest of touches, at the smallest of his movements. My heart is pounding restlessly in my chest and I know I won't be able to hold back much longer.
I can hear Caspian's breathy groans behind me. Dexter's eyes fixate on mine, daring me to look away as he tugs on my clit, pinching it between his pointer and forefinger.
"I hate you!" I cry out, and his eyes darken to a black so dark I can't even make out his pupils.
"No, you don't," he mutters, prolonging the torture.
He knows I'm a finger stroke away from soaking his hand. We both know it. Yet he's purposefully making this longer than it needs to, just so he can fuck with my head some more.
"Stop it," I demand.
"Shut up," he barks right after. "Or I'll make our friend here shut you up for me."
I'm about to say something else, but when he raises his brow at me, my lips press back together, and I stare at him helplessly.
"That's it," Dex mutters. "Be a good little girl and shut the fuck up so I can use you."
His free hand goes to the bulge in his pants, and my hungry eyes follow. He palms the outline of his cock through the fabric, stroking the throbbing girth of it. I'm suddenly desperate to see it again. To feel the veins running through his length and feel them pulse underneath my tongue. I shake my head to get the thought out, but it's too late - they've noticed me staring.
"I think your toy wants a plaything of her own," Caspian grunts. "Maybe I should give her a bone to pick."
"No." Dexter stares him down, his expression murderous. "She's not touching anyone's cock but mine. But not tonight. Tonight, she's just going to find out why she's so obsessed with me."
“I’m not obsessed with you,” I hiss, but his cold gaze makes me stop in my tracks.
"The only sound I want to hear from your lips," he growls, "Are the moans of pleasure I'm about to give you."
He taps his palm against my clit. The sound of it is wet and embarrassing, and I close my eyes tightly. This is so wrong. So fucked up. And I can't help but want more, though my body is still struggling to get away.
"Hit her again," Caspian suggests, and Dex does it.
His palm hits my sensitive pussy again and again until I see stars. I promise myself I'm not going to make a sound. Let them do whatever the hell they want with me, they're never going to break me.
"You should come," Dexter suggests.
"I don't come on command," I hiss.
"Not yet." He smirks. "But soon enough, you will.”
"You're not even fucking hurting her," Caspian protests. "What's the point of this?"
"The point," Dex groans. "Is to make her want it. So take your dick out. Let’s make her suck it.”
My eyes widen at his words, but they don’t give me time to beg them not to do it. Caspian’s cock is out in seconds. He’s almost as big as Dex. His cock has a curve to it, and it’s shaved, making him stand proudly.
“You heard your fiancé,” Caspian tells me. “Open. Take it. Suck.”
He forces his cock into my mouth, and I try to scream, but the sound is muffled from my mouth being so full. He allows me to adjust to him, and my heart starts pounding as he slowly starts fucking my mouth.
Dexter steps forward, touching his strong fingers to my leaking center.
