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“Good.” Malice chuckles roughly. “Now that we’re all in agreement, let’s do this shit.”
He takes over in that way he has, sharing a glance with his twin before they both climb onto the bed. The mattress dips beneath their weight, and suddenly, their hands are everywhere.
Malice starts working to get the shredded remnants of my shirt all the way off, sliding my arms free of the sleeves, and Vic goes for my pants. I start to lose track of whose hands are whose, just going with the feelings and sensations of it. Fingers brush over my breasts, teasing and tweaking my nipples, and my breath catches as I moan softly, arching into the touch. More fingers slide over my pussy as my panties are tugged off, pressing against the wetness there but not pushing in.
“Please,” I groan, trying to grind against that hand, and Malice smirks, pressing down harder before pulling his hand away.
“We’re gonna give you all that you can take in a bit, Solnyshka,” he promises. “For now, you’ve got to be patient.”
I make a face at him that could definitely be described as a pout. “I can never be patient. Not when it comes to you guys.”
“Here,” Vic murmurs, and suddenly there are hands on my face, drawing my attention and my gaze to him. “Focus on me.”
His voice is soft and deep, and I let myself do as he says, focusing on him. I can tell that his usual control is frayed, coming apart at the edges a bit, but he’s going with it, allowing himself to feel and do and be the way he wants to in the moment.
It looks good on him, that hint of wildness, and when he lowers his head to kiss me, I meet him eagerly, groaning as our lips touch. He cradles my face, deepening the kiss, and then his hands start to wander.
“So soft,” he murmurs. “Your skin is so fucking soft. And then… this. This beautiful, addictive chaos.”
He slides his hands down my neck and to my shoulders, and I can feel it when his fingers start to trace the edges of my scars. He’s always been so fascinated by them, turned on by their random shapes and patterns where others might find them ugly.
I’ve learned to enjoy it, so when he moves to kiss and lick his way down the thick patch on my side, I just breathe into it, enjoying being savored like this.
My eyes slide back to Malice while Vic maps out my body, watching the broad-shouldered man shuck off the rest of his clothes. His tattooed cock springs free, already hard, and he strokes it a little, like he’s tiding it over before it can be buried inside me.
My pussy throbs at the thought, even though that’s not the part of me that Malice is going to be filling up. Not today, anyway.
“Oh god!” I hiss out a breath as Vic sets the edge of his teeth against a sensitive patch of scars, drawing my attention back to him. “Fuck, Vic.”
He hums softly, soothing the sting with the flat of his tongue.
“Incredible,” he murmurs, his lips moving against my skin. “You taste so good.”
When he pulls away, I want to beg him to come back and keep going. But then he kicks off his pants and boxer briefs, and I suck in a breath at the sight of his cock, which is already flushed and hard.
Almost side by side, it’s interesting to see the twins like this. Malice is more ripped, his cock a bit longer, and Vic is still muscled but in a leaner way, his cock thicker around the shaft.
My heart skips a beat, and I feel like the greediest, luckiest woman in the world, because I don’t have to choose between these two men. I get to have them both.
Both of their cocks filling me up at the same time.
“Ride Vic first,” Malice instructs, giving my thigh a squeeze. “To warm you up.”
I swallow hard and nod, rolling to the side a little to make room so that Vic can take his place on his back. When I get back on top of him, it feels so right, reminding me of the way I rode him the day he let me tie him up. His hands come to my hips, his fingers immediately slotting into place, touching the edges of the scars that extend down that far.
“The first time I was inside you, I thought I might die from how fucking good it felt,” he groans. “It still feels that way. Every fucking time.”
“Don’t die,” I whisper. “Just fuck me.”
I lick my lips and take a breath before sitting down more, impaling myself on his cock.
It’s so thick that even with how wet I am, it’s a stretch to take it. My body clenches tightly around him before it adjusts, and with a few more strokes, I’m able to sink all the way down, burying Vic inside me to the hilt.
“Shit,” Malice groans. I can feel his eyes boring into me as he watches the whole thing. “I wish you could see yourself right now. How fucking good you look. He’s a lot to take, isn’t he? But you don’t let that stop you. He waited for you for years, you know, Solnyshka. All that time, whether we knew it or not, we were all waiting for you. For our fucking queen. You’re taking Vic’s cock so damned well. Sitting on him like he’s your throne.”
His words hit me in a tender place. They fill up my chest and send emotions expanding outward, making my pussy clench around the hard length inside me. Vic hisses at the feeling, and I rest my hands on his chest, starting slow as I draw myself up and down to ride him.
“Just like that,” Malice praises. “Take every inch of him. Let him fill you up. You look like a fucking siren riding my brother’s dick, Solnyshka.”
