Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43128 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43128 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Stefano let out a long satisfied groan at my words and thrust even deeper, spreading me wide.
They brought something out of me that I’d never known. A part of me I had never had the chance to experience. They’d shown me the salacious, raw woman inside who asked for what I wanted, and liked it.
“Say it again.” Stefano’s voice was a growl.
I answered with a ferocious growl of my own. “I want you both. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.” I’d never felt so powerful as when Stefano swelled within me. I looked into Thomas’s dark lust-filled eyes and added, “Take me in the ass, Thomas. Claim me there.” I thrust downward, clenching my internal muscles around Stefano’s cock, waiting for them to give me what I so desperately needed.
He roared as I clamped down on him like a vise, and then pulled out of me roughly. He laid on his back and positioned me to straddle his body, thrusting his cock in me without even seconds passing to miss the fullness of his possession. Thomas mounted the bed and pulled back my hips to get in position for him to take me at the same time. I closed my eyes and rode up and down Stefano’s shaft as I felt Thomas place the tip of his cock at my tight back entrance.
“This will hurt,” Thomas warned.
“Yes,” I panted. God, I wanted it to hurt. I wanted to feel the pain.
He grunted, surging forward, holding me immobile so I could adjust to the size of his dick stretching my ass while Stefano stretched my pussy. I wanted to scream, to moan, to beg for them to stop, but at the same time, I wanted to beg for them to begin. Wave after wave of conflicting emotion and feelings washed over me. Pain versus pleasure. Submission versus resistance.
Thomas eased past my puckered entrance, while Stefano began thrusting slowly, setting a tempo for the both of them. In and out, back and forth, the two of them fluidly controlled my body. The pressure, the fullness, the bite—so much that I had no choice but to succumb fully to their control. I released everything to them and truly became a slave to their mastery.
“Harder,” I said, pressing back against Thomas, while Stefano pulled slowly out of me, only to have him thrust in once again. “Fuck me harder.”
“Say it again,” Stefano demanded.
“Harder.”
“You’re ours,” Thomas announced, followed by a deep and guttural moan.
“Ours,” Stefano agreed as he placed his lips firmly on mine. His tongue twirled with mine as my heart soared.
They moved rough and fast, pumping furiously until I felt the hot jets of both their climaxes deep within, and a screaming release tore through me, leaving me shaking and gasping for air. My quivering walls milked them dry while they both regained their composure. A warm heat flowed through my veins. Both brothers held me, preventing me from collapsing fully while they kept their cocks still firmly implanted inside of me.
I couldn’t speak, not that I would know what to say if I could. The smell of sex mixed with the thick silence of the room. Even though the three of us were all physically joined as one, we were distant and deep within our own selves. Pleasured, replete, satiated, and yet... there seemed to be a sense of longing cast over our intertwined bodies. Their seed flowed through me, but at the same time, I felt more confused than ever before.
Had we made a baby yet?
The three of us.
Three.
I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up, I was in between them in the bed as normal couples would do after lovemaking. Legs were entwined, arms were heavy as they possessively held me close. My back was to Thomas’s warm chest and my breasts were up against Stefano. I was sandwiched between the two men, and I had never felt more comforted and safe in my life.
Their heavy breathing as they slept seemed to blend with mine. Our heartbeats seemed to beat as one. Little space separated us as flesh morphed into a single body.
I could picture this as my future.
Always between them. Always shared.
“You’re beautiful,” Thomas murmured against my ear.
“Perfect,” Stefano agreed with a sleepy voice.
I didn’t tense or wonder what would come next. I didn’t fear these men but felt a level of satisfaction and contentment that I would never be able to put into words. My body hummed, and I had never felt more alive or free in my entire life as I lay trapped in their arms.
There was so much I wanted to say. But I didn’t want to break this bubble of euphoria. I wanted this single moment to last forever.
“Go to sleep, naughty girl,” Stefano said as he cleared the little bit of space that separated us to kiss me on the lips. So gentle. So loving. So... everything I could ever want. “Sleep.”