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“Touch me. Please.” I plead; my voice dipped in desperation as Tate keeps me teetering on nirvana. They step forward until their legs hit the bed, their stormy eyes heated. Watching every squirm and pant, “Our perfect girl.” Milo whispers, taking his time as his finger ventures up my inner thigh collecting my arousal. I groan as Tate lets up, allowing me to freefall away from the orgasm my body aches for. Away from my release. I jerk towards him; I can’t tell if it’s out of anger or need. Either way it only serves to amuse him.
This is all too familiar.
He reaches out, their Adonis forms towering over me even in this position. I whimper as he grips my hair tightly in his hand, bringing his velvet lips so close to mine I can nearly taste him. “You’reourgift. Don’t forget that. You weremadeforus.” I dart out my tongue, lightly swiping it across his lips. The salty taste of the sweat that formerly graced them forces a whine from my throat. The chain above me clanging as I struggle against the restraints. “Yours.”
“Do you want to come, baby?” Milo asks as he pops the arousal covered finger into his mouth. My clit throbs as I rub my thighs together. Every part of my body, every inch of my skin feels as though it’s on fire in the best, most painful way. “Yes. Yes.” I pant as Tate pushes me again, making me cry out loudly. My hips bucking in tune with the waves of invisible pleasure as they crash over me. “Please Tate. I can’t... I can’t take anymore. Stop.”
“You aren’t going anywhere today, Kita.”
I cry out, tears threatening my eyes as he again pulls me back. “What the fuck are you talking about? Let me come now.” I gasp as Milo slaps my aching center lightly, bringing me to the cusp. “Don’t be a brat. You’re staying here with us today. Cancel your plans.”
“No.” I moan as the tears finally break free, slipping my round flushed cheeks. “Why are you doing this?” Tate grasps my chin, for a moment I feelsomethingthe bond, below the heat of their desire. An underlying tinge of panic, urgency. My heart drops as dread pools in my gut. “You’re fucking beautiful kitten.”
What’s wrong?
Tate kisses me deeply, letting my tongue seek his out as Milo climbs on the bed behind me. Even in my desperation I see this for what it is, a distraction. My core tightens in anticipation as I hear his jeans being jerked down. Tate unhooks my hands from the rigging with deft fingers, letting me fall back against his brother as he frees himself from his pants. Milo smirks at me, his hardened cock pressing into my ass as my legs tremble, “Say you’ll stay.”
I groan as he shoves me forward onto my knees. My bound hands doing little to help steady me as Tate notches his cock between my lips. I open my mouth, eager to taste him, but he pulls back as his brother runs the head of his cock along my soaked slit. I moan, as he makes another achingly slow pass... then another. My eyes pleading with Tate.
I need you both. Please.
He runs his hand down the side of my face, his touch so gentle it pulls at my heart. His brother perfectly content as he teases my clit with his cock head. My mouth waters, my eyes falling on the bead of pre-come at the tip of Tate’s hardened length.
“So wet for us, baby.” Milo mutters as he notches himself at my entrance. “Does your little cunt need to be fucked?” I push myself back, moaning loudly as he slips into me. My body stretching painfully to accommodate his size. The sharp burn only lasting for a moment. I gasp as Tate slams me hard against the bed, my bound arms unable to stop my face from colliding with the mattress.
“Say you’ll stay kitten. Say you’ll stay and we’ll give that desperate cunt what it needs.” Milo’s cock throbs inside me as he groans with the effort to stay still. I whimper, trying to fuck myself on him only to have Tate’s hold tighten painfully on the back of my neck. “We’ll keep you here all day if need be.” He threatens.
“I’ll stay. Just please...” I whimper, not giving a shit about how utterly pathetic I sound.
“Fucking hell. Finally.” Milo groans as he rolls his hips, burying himself in me as Tate jerks me up. Neither waste any time as they use me. I gag around Tate as they piston in tune with one another. My tears still flowing as pleasure consumes me, making me moan around him. Milo spits on my back before his hand comes down hard against my ass. I feel myself tighten as I erupt violently. The orgasm rips through me, no longer able to keep in rhythm with the boys as I flutter around Milo. “Fuck baby.” He groans as his pace quickens, chasing his own release. There’s no waiting from them, no longer back or drawing it out. They’re frenzied, and I love it. I need it like the air I breathe. Their touch consumes me, dominating and rewriting everything I’ve ever been. I go limp, allowing the exhaustion from their game to set into my muscles as they support my weight. My legs shaking. Tate grips my hair tightly in his hand as he fucks my mouth. Small whimpers escape from around him between my gags. My head goes light as Milo swells inside me, his grip turns bruising as he comes. He leans forward, pressing his chest flush against my back as he teases my sensitive nipples. Rocking into me until every ounce of him has emptied. His fingers quickly replace his cock, hooking just the right way as they hit that hidden place inside me. I burst open again coming violently as he continues plunging them in and out, “Don’t want to waste anything I’ve just given you.”
Tate pulls out, allowing me to catch my breath. A line of spit connects my swollen lips to the head of his cock. I meet his eyes as I dart out my tongue cleaning them, eliciting a moan from him before he slips back in. I don’t look away, held in place by those beautiful, calculated slate eyes. It’s moments like this watching them rise and fall, crashing to the ground and coming apart before me I love most. He lets go of my head as he extracts himself, tightly gripping the base of his cock pumping roughly it before he erupts, losing himself on my face. He exhales a shaky breath. “Good girl.” I can’t help the smile that spreads across my face. The humiliation only adding to the resonating burn between my legs. Despite every concerning emotion their actions have filled me with...their praise is everything to me.
I am theirs and they are mine. Unconditionally.
