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Joseph’s cock jerked beneath my hand, and he groaned against me. His fist tangled in my hair, and his teeth nipped at my lower lip, lighting up my nerve endings with a little hit of pain.
“That’s it,” Marco urged, his voice like dark velvet. “Stop treating her like she’s made of glass. She can take it. She can take both of us.”
I shuddered in Joseph’s arms, erotic tension rolling through me with visceral force. My pussy was wet and throbbing for attention, and he’d barely touched me.
They’d barely touched me.
Oh, god.
They were both touching me. Joseph and Marco.
And this didn’t feel like a dream.
This was wrong. Marco shouldn’t be here. I was supposed to belong to Joseph.
But Marco didn’t give me time to think about protesting.
“I want to see her,” he said. “All of her. Show me our girl, Joseph.”
Joseph’s hold on me shifted, and he guided me down onto my back. As soon as he broke our kiss, my thoughts became a little more rational. If I wasn’t dreaming, then I had to stop this. I had to stop them. I couldn’t betray Joseph. Not again.
I propped up on my elbows, bracing myself to scoot away.
Marco’s hands closed around my shoulders at the same time as Joseph’s hands gripped my bare thighs, and they both pushed me back down.
A part of my mind told me to struggle, to do what was right. But my body went oddly supple, my muscles melting under their firm touch. My eyes practically rolled back in my head as pleasure rushed through me. My heart pounded in my chest, and my pussy wept with my arousal. I’d never imagined it was possible to be this turned on. I ached deep inside, craving more.
“Relax, princess,” Marco cooed. “Let Joseph make you feel good. I want him to show me what you like.”
“Hold her wrists,” Joseph told him. “She loves that.”
Marco chuckled. “Of course she does.”
They were talking about me, discussing me. It should have been insulting, but their rapt attention made me squirm. They stared down at me like I was the most fascinating thing they’d ever seen. Two sets of intense eyes studied me: depthless black and stunning blue.
Marco released my shoulders so he could capture my wrists. His long fingers encircled them fully, and he drew my arms over my head. He squeezed slightly as he pinned my hands against the pillow, reinforcing his control over me.
A strange, feral sound eased up my throat, and a wicked smile split his features.
Joseph’s hands fisted in the silky nightgown, and he ripped the flimsy material down the middle with one jerk of his powerful arms. It wasn’t the first time he’d stripped me like this, but it was different this time. I felt like he was stripping away all my defenses and exposing my soul.
“I liked that one,” Marco commented. “The pink looks very sweet on her.”
“I’ll buy her another one. I’ll buy her ten more.”
His fingers teased beneath the torn fabric, slowly parting it to expose my body.
“I…” I struggled to formulate a protest. “I can’t do this. I shouldn’t. Joseph, I—”
“Hush, angel,” he said gently. He began to stroke my skin in the reverent way that drove me wild. “I want this. Marco wants this. And I think you do, too. If you don’t want it, just say stop, and we’ll stop. Do you want us to stop?”
I bit my lip and shook my head, too much of a coward to admit aloud that I didn’t want them to stop. I wanted Joseph to keep caressing me. I wanted Marco to keep holding me down. I wanted them both to keep admiring me like I was the most breathtaking thing they’d ever seen.
“No more teasing, Joseph,” Marco said gruffly. “I need to see her.”
Joseph obliged him, easing the ruined nightgown aside so the silky fabric pooled at my sides. I heard Marco’s sharp intake of breath, and I watched as his thick fingers neared my breasts. My skin tingled when he trailed his fingertips over the soft swells, and I arched toward his touch.
“You’re even prettier than I imagined, princess,” he told me, his voice soft with awe. His touch swirled around my nipples, and they pebbled to throbbing peaks. “Do you want Joseph to suck on your sweet little nipples?”
