Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 95453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
I yelp out in surprise, more than pain. Instinctively, I try to wiggle away, but Nix has me in an iron grip. He chuckles darkly, fanning hot breath against my wet skin. Goosebumps pebble over my arms and a shiver runs down my back as my pussy clenches down on Nix’s cock.
He snickers again, before roughly sucking on the spot he just bit. Pain and pleasure courses through me, all of it rushing between my thighs, where Nix’s cock impales me with every thrust.
I’m so overwhelmed with what Nix is doing to me, I’m only vaguely aware of Colt’s hand wrapping around my ankle. He moves my leg up, spreading me open for his brother to go even deeper.
“Fuck, how does this cunt feel so good?” Nix grits out while fucking me into the mattress. “I feel you clenching down, slut. You like when we fuck you like this. Like you’re our sex doll. We can do whatever we want to you. Use all your holes until you bleed and there is nothing you can do about it…”
His depraved words should have me revolting, instead it sends jolts of pleasure to my core.
“You’re nothing but a filthy whore, a cum dumpster for us to use. Just keep your legs spread so we can have your pussy and ass whenever and however we want…”
He keeps grunting vile things into my ear while his thrusts become more erratic. His fingers dig into my shoulders as he pushes me down onto his cock. He is so deep inside of me, I can feel the tip bumping against my cervix.
Nix shoves his cock into me a few more times before I explode. A tidal wave of pleasure washes over me, taking my breath away. My whole body shudders while an intense orgasm ripples through me. My heart races in my chest as I try to get my breathing under control.
Nix doesn’t stop fucking me through my release, which only makes it last longer and feel stronger.
When I’m finally coming down, my body goes slack in Nix’s hold, and he slows himself at last. He is breathing heavily too, and I can feel the sheen of sweat between our bodies.
Now that he is going slower and the high from my orgasm is fading, I can feel my pussy is already getting sore. Each of Nix’s lazy pumps sends tiny ripples of pain through my core. Nix was anything but gentle, which was exactly what I asked for. But I can’t help but wonder how much is yet to come?
Nix suddenly pulls out and untangles himself from me. My eyes fly open to see him and Colt switching places. Colt is also naked now, his muscular torso flexing with each movement. His cock is rock hard, pointing straight at me.
I lick my dry lips and look up at Colt through hooded eyes. When I see the way he stares at me, I swallow hard. His pupils are dilated, his eyes looking almost black. His shoulders are tense, and his hands are balled into fists by his side. He looks unhinged, almost mad, and for a moment, I think I might have done something wrong.
“I want to do things to you, Leni… devious things. I want to hurt you.” He admits through clenched teeth. He looks like he is holding on by a thin string, and I’m not sure what he is going to do next. Right now, he is unpredictable.
I’m lying in front of him, naked, with my legs spread, and he is telling me he wants to hurt me. But this is not anyone. This is Colt who is saying these things to me. My boyfriend who loves me, and I have to trust that he would not take it too far again. I have to believe that he only breaks parts of me he can rebuild after.
“Are you sure you can handle more? Your pussy is already red and puffy,” Colt says, glancing between my legs. He looks back up at my face, and I can see the worry flickering in his eyes.
“I can handle more,” I assure him, though I’m not one hundred percent sure myself.
He must be able to see the hesitation in my face. “How about a safe word?” he suggests.
“A safe word?” I repeat.
“Yeah, when you say it, we know you can’t take any more,” he explains, like I don’t know what it means. “We’ll stop when we hear it.”
“Okay,” I agree, nodding before looking at Nix standing behind Colt.
He looks less than amused with a safe word, but he nods back at me regardless, letting me know he will also respect this boundary.
“Let’s go with the classic.” Colt grins, probably remembering the time I made him watch Fifty Shades of Grey with me. “Your safe word is red.”
I nod again. Feeling a little less nervous, I relax back into the mattress.