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Gianni slipped the tip of his cock between my lips, teasing me with his taste before yanking my head back again. “Words, babe. You want it hard and fast, don’t you? You like being used. You like not needing to think or make decisions, isn’t that right, Rhys?”
I moaned, unable to believe that Gianni had picked up so much in the little time we had spent together. I made so many goddamn decisions with my work and my life that I was constantly trying to find ways to avoid the world. Moments like these were perfect when I didn’t have to think, didn’t have to control anything, not even my pleasure.
Again, I nodded but this time, I added one little word. “Yes,” I breathed against his cock before greedily opening my mouth. He obliged, shoving it down my throat until I choked. Valentyn froze behind me until I began bobbing my head with Gianni’s harsh rhythm, keeping my gaze locked on the gorgeous dark sex god as he obliterated my mouth.
“You weren’t joking when you mentioned he liked it rough, were you?” Valentyn asked, obviously intrigued by the display before him. I pushed back against his cock, needing more, his fierce grip on my hips halting my movements. “Greedy, are we?” His laugh rumbled through the room before he plunged into my hole, pushing me toward Gianni until my nose was pressed against his skin. My hands tightened their hold on his thighs as Valentyn found his pace so that I was merely a part of a well-greased wheel. Moans and grunts filled the room, passion and desire wrapping around me until I gave in, falling apart as an orgasm rushed through me.
I shook between them my cock jutting white ropes onto my discarded shirt, Valentyn still pounding into my ass as Gianni used my mouth. At one point, I was sure that they leaned in for a kiss but I was too far gone to care what they were doing on top of me.
“Give me one more,” Valentyn grunted. I frowned, unsure who he was talking to until Gianni’s fingers tightened in my curls.
“He’s talking to you, babe. Give us one more. Let go.” His wild eyes bore into mine, flashing green and then turning back to hazel. I whimpered and shook my head, unable to comply. There was no fucking way I could come again. Gianni giggled before pulling out of my mouth, the grin on his face telling me that they were going to drag that orgasm out of me one way or the other. His cock bobbed as he stepped back, Valentyn hoisting me up against his chest, his cock still firmly seated inside me as he twisted around and moved toward the couch.
He sat down, a thick arm around my stomach, the other on my cock as he began to stroke at the same time he thrust up into my ass. I yelped, as heat bled through my limbs, Gianni moving forward again to take my mouth. He waited a second, silently asking for permission before I reached for him, both of them once again using me.
Valentyn’s hand swallowed my cock as they relentlessly pursued my third orgasm, the familiar feeling building in my lower belly before I was chasing that need for release. I hallowed out my cheeks as Gianni hastened his thrusts, his cock swelling when I reached beneath and began massaging his balls. He jerked forward at the same time Valentyn’s lips fell to my shoulder, his teeth digging into my skin.
We came together—I had no idea how they managed it—Valentyn stroking me through my orgasm as heat spilled down my throat and filled my ass. I went limp in their arms, panting for air as Gianni pulled out, the man stealing my lips a second later. He thrust his tongue into my mouth, no doubt tasting himself as he pushed me back against Valentyn, claiming me.
“You’re so fucking precious,” Gianni whispered against my lips.
“I’m a fucking adult,” I clapped back and then moaned as Valentyn lifted me from his lap, cum slipping from my gaping hole. Oh, I was going to turn into a greedy bitch if this is what they were offering. My gaze fell on Gianni who was still half-hard, leaning back on one foot as his arms folded across his chest, seemingly proud of displaying himself in front of us. “You get this treatment all the time?” I asked, a little jealous.
I was rewarded with another giggle as I stood there, completely naked between these men, nearly ready for another round.
Valentyn stood, grabbing his shirt and wiping off his dick before tucking himself back into his pants. I didn’t know why that shit was as hot as it was when he tucked the soiled cloth into his back pocket, hanging out the back like a dirty handyman. Gianni mirrored his movements before they pressed against my sides, their heated touches making me shiver. I felt like I was on display between them, my thighs still shaking from the three orgasms they had given me.
Valentyn stepped up to my side and two fingers slipped between my cheeks, rimming my hole, my back arching forward. The squelch of his release coating his fingers as he began to fuck me all over again had my cock hardening and I had no fucking clue how I was onto my fourth orgasm. Goddamn, Valentyn was a surprise. I moaned as he continued probing my bruised ass, his lips finding the side of my neck a moment later. Gianni chuckled when I grabbed onto both of them, trying to handle the pleasure shooting straight to my dick again. I could tell that Valentyn was a possessive fuck but I was loving his attention at the moment.
“As much as we’d like to stay, we’ve got a job early in the morning, babe. Valentyn, let him go or we’ll never leave.”
Valentyn huffed against my flushed skin, “That was the plan.” His presence disappeared from my side, including his fingers. I grumbled at the loss, knowing that this would have ended at some point anyway. I quickly grabbed my clothes, covering my dick as I nodded to them both, unsure of how to thank them for their time.
This hadn’t been a transaction but with the way they were leaving, these fucking sex gods with their soiled shirts hanging out their back pockets, it sure felt like it. They resituated the cushions and returned the coffee table to its rightful place, eyes peeled for anything else out of place as I stood there in my birthday suit, eyes wide.They clean up like handymen too.
My heart dropped into my stomach as Gianni kissed the side of my head, promising me a round two at a later date. I didn’t trust it although one could hope. “Wait, you work together?” I finally pieced together Gianni’s words. “That’s not fair.” To be able to work around beautiful people all day and then go home to fuck them? That was the life. Granted, my work provided very little time for other people so it wasn’t something that would have worked out for me anyway.
“Take care of yourself, babe. Key is on the counter and there’s no fucking way that little shit is making it in here. Make sure you lock up after us.”
I nodded as I followed them to the door, still holding my clothes to my dick. Valentyn laid another kiss on me before Gianni had to rip him off, only to replace him so that I was clinging to his arms, whining for more as my clothes made a thump onto the floor between us.
“Later,” he whispered before slipping out the door.
I dutifully locked it behind them, enjoying all the clicks that followed.
I’ll hold you to that, Gianni.
Chapter ten
RHYS
The ghost of their fingers along my skin left a trail of pleasure as I wrapped my hand around my cock several hours later, fantasizing as if they had come to bed with me. I cried out as I stroked myself, precum beading at the tip. Using it as lube, my hips pumped into my hand until I was exploding all over my palm and my stomach, breathing heavily as I sprawled out over my mattress. Gianni had said he was obsessed with me. Well, I was positively feral for the beautiful moments they had just offered, moments that I had been craving formonths.
After running to the bathroom to clean myself off, I rushed back to the comfort of my room, the weariness of the day finally taking over my body. There was only the loneliness of my mussed-up sheets on a mattress to greet me, but it was better than nothing.
Pulling myself under the blankets, I allowed myself to rest until the faint stench of Owen ruined the endorphins running through my head. I threw the covers off and fumbled around my nightstand for my backup Fibo, trying to calm my breathing while running through the sequence but my usual crutch wasn’t working.
Yet another memory slipped into my head, similar to the one that happened yesterday.
