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“Always,” I whisper. He lowers his head, our breath mingling for a moment before our lips meet. It’s sweet, tender, but still hot enough to make me moan when his tongue brushes mine.
Evan snakes a hand around my neck, breaking the kiss so he can turn my face to his. “Forever.”
“Forever,” I agree, and this time, he kisses me deeply, slowly, until wetness floods my pussy.
Mason sinks to his knees in front of me, nightie bunched up around my waist. He plants light kisses across the waistband of my panties before sliding them down and tossing them aside. I watch, transfixed by the sight of him closing his eyes and inhaling my scent like it’s some precious perfume.
His tongue darts out, touching my slit, and I moan in approval. One of my hands sinks into Mason’s hair while the other wraps around the back of Evan’s neck. Evan’s tongue trails down my throat, then up again while his arms slide around me so he can fondle my tits.
It’s heaven. Pure bliss. Being worshipped and adored by men who’d kill to keep me safe. Who want me, always.
“That pussy belongs to us,” Evan murmurs in my ear as Mason licks me. “Only us.” He squeezes my tits, pinching the nipples, sending bolts of sizzling electricity through me.
“Yes… yes…” My head drops to his shoulder, eyes closed. I’d agree to anything right now. Mason moans against my pussy, grunting like a hungry animal as he eats me. All I can do is run my fingers through his hair and grind my hips against his face.
Evan chuckles darkly. “That’s right. Ride his face. Take what you need before I take your ass, doll.” I shiver at the thought and grind harder, more eager than ever to come. I want him that way. I want them both in any way they want to have me. They’ve already shown me part of myself I didn’t know existed, the part that likes it rough and kinky. What else do I have left to learn?
Plenty. Like what it feels like to be slowly undressed before a leather belt is drawn around my wrists, hands behind my back. “What are you doing?” I ask, hazy and confused, as Evan suddenly turns me in place until I’m facing him.
He continues taking off his clothes while Mason guides me to my knees. “Getting ready for that ass.” Evan drops his shorts, his cock springing free, close to my face. “Put it in your mouth.”
I lean in cautiously with my arms behind me like they are. He guides himself between my lips before rolling his hips, plunging deep inside.
Mason spreads my legs until they’re wide apart, which helps with my balance—and helps him drive his fingers up inside me. I find his cock rubbing against my lower back and manage to wrap a hand around it. “You hungry for this?” he rasps in my ear, fucking me with his fingers while he fucks my hand. I grip him tighter in response, and his groan sends goose bumps racing over my skin.
“Good girl.” Evan strokes my hair while pumping into my mouth. “Keeping us nice and hard for you. I can’t wait to feel you milking my cock.” I suck in my cheeks, and his gentle hand turns into a fist, holding my head in place so he can let loose with a series of hard, sharp thrusts into the back of my throat.
It comes on all at once. The tightening around Mason’s fingers, the tension building deep in my belly until there’s nothing I can do but let go. Mason makes an approving sound, fingering me hard and fast, sending aftershocks shooting through me every time he rubs against my G-spot.
I barely know what’s happening by the time I collapse against him, Evan’s dripping cock swaying in front of me. He lowers me to the floor in a panting heap, still shivering as my climax fades away.
When Mason positions himself beside me, facing me, I want to reach out and grab him. I need the closeness, the connection, but my hands are tied. Evan’s presence behind me helps ease the last of the trembling. “So fucking beautiful,” he whispers in my ear, his fingers dancing over my thigh, my hip. He lifts my leg, draping it over Mason’s thigh before running his cock between my ass cheeks.
“I’ve never… I don’t…”
He kisses my shoulder, my neck, still lubing up my ass with the creamy remnants of my orgasm. “Shh, doll. I’ll take it slow. You just relax now.”
Mason turns my face to his and kisses me, his tongue probing mine, and soon there’s nothing but pleasure again. Deep, sweet pleasure that goes on and on and only gets deeper when the pressure from Evan’s head at my asshole unlocks sensations I’ve never imagined.
I tense up when he pushes inside, but Mason’s kisses ease me back down again. Evan groans, frozen in place. “So fucking tight. Oh, my god…” He pushes in a little farther, and I moan into Mason’s mouth. When his fingers brush my clit, I spread my legs wider to encourage him.
Though it isn’t my clit he’s interested in. Not really. More like my cunt, still dripping wet. He guides his cock to it, and my eyes fly open wide. I don’t think I can handle this. I don’t even think it’s possible.
But it is. He enters me, and my eyes roll back in my head for a second as unthinkable pleasure threatens to break me in half. This is what I was meant for. This is who I was meant for.
They move together, only a thin wall separating their cocks. I’m lost, totally gone, my voice cracking and finally breaking, but I keep trying to cry out how incredible it feels. How much I want this. “Fuck me… please, fuck me…” I’ve never felt so connected, so right.
So damn good.
“Gonna come,” Evan grunts, working in and out in time with Mason’s thrusts. He groans his agreement, holding my leg high so he and his brother can take me hard. Fast. Deep.
It’s building in me, too, starting from the place where we’re connected. I can only close my eyes and hold on as they take me, using me to satisfy their needs while satisfying needs I didn’t know I had. Rutting like animals, they’re grunting and sweating against me, and it’s all too much, it’s too good, I can’t—
“God, yes!” My shriek echoes off the walls and floor the instant before fireworks go off behind my eyelids. Evan buries his face in my hair and groans, hot cum flooding my ass and dripping out to mix with what Mason shoots up my pussy.
It’s the sensation of their mixed juices running down my thighs that brings me back to reality, lying naked and panting between them. The Christmas tree lights make everything glow warm and bright—unless it’s my joy making things seem that way. Maybe it’s a little of both.
All three of us jump when a buzzer goes off in the kitchen. Evan laughs, disentangling himself from me. “I almost forgot dinner was in the oven.”
