Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
I’m so fucking relieved, I nearly dissolve into tears.
Until Marcus presses a kiss to my wet cheek and murmurs, “No. You wanted her ass, you’ll have her ass. Just make sure to lube her up and stretch her out first so you don’t do any permanent damage.”
Tears slide freely down my face as Marcus forces me over onto my belly and puts my wrists in cuffs. Since I’m tummy down this time, I can’t use my hands or arms at all. I’m essentially immobile as Marcus puts me back in position with my ass in the air.
James opens a bottle of lube and I squeeze my eyes shut as he lubes up my asshole.
“Do we have any condoms?” he asks.
“Yeah,” Marcus says. “In the bedside table. I’ll grab you one.”
He climbs off the bed and opens the drawer.
He hands his brother a condom, and I blink away tears when he rips open the packet.
To my surprise, Marcus joins me on the bed. He takes Joey’s spot the way Matt did, but somehow he fills it better.
“Look at me,” he says.
His tone is firm and commanding, so I open my eyes and look at his shadowy figure on the bed.
“You’re doing so good tonight. You take those cocks like a fucking angel. You can take this one, too.”
I shake my head in denial.
“Yes, you can. You’re so beautiful, so fucking perfect. You were made for this, pretty girl. You were made to be fucked.”
My pussy grows wetter with every word that leaves his perfect mouth. My heart is heavy, but it lightens at his words. I want to be closer to him.
“You want to come to me?”
He senses everything I feel.
It’s so confusing, this connection he forged between us when we were unfriendly strangers before tonight.
I nod my head. I don’t care if he’s evil and ultimately the one doing all this to me; I need him.
“Hang on,” Marcus tells his brother. “We’re going to do this a little differently. I need to adjust her.”
“Cool,” James says, squeezing my ass and fingering my pussy while he’s in the neighborhood.
“If I uncuff you, you’re going to be good,” Marcus tells me. “You try to get away again and you’ll be punished. I’ll bring every fucking man in the living room in here to have you, do you understand me?”
I nod, swallowing the lump of fear in my throat.
“You’re going to do whatever I tell you to do. You do not fight me.”
I nod again.
He takes the key out of his pocket and uncuffs me.
I don’t know where he wants me and I don’t want to make him mad, so I lie there and wait for instruction.
Marcus reaches over and lightly caresses my back, sending pleasurable shivers dancing down my spine. “Good girl. Now, I’m going to get under you, okay? I’ll fuck your pussy while he takes your ass.”
I nod my submission even as my heart lurches with fear.
“Can I have another go at her pussy first?” James asks before Marcus can move me. “It takes me a bit to come, so I should probably be closer before I take her ass.”
“Yeah. We’ll take turns,” Marcus says.
I’ve never felt more used than over the next stretch, the brothers taking turns fondling me and fucking me in the same hole. I come on one of their cocks, but I’m so dizzy with the ecstasy of being used so relentlessly, I’m not even sure which.
My body is weak when Marcus pulls out of me and says, “All right, let’s switch her up.”
I desperately need a drink of water, but I don’t have any.
I lick my dry lips and lie there waiting for whatever they want to do to me next.
Marcus is strong, so he has no trouble lifting my limp body. He pulls me on top of him, grabbing my hips and lifting me so he can seat me on his cock.
“Such a good girl,” he murmurs, palming one of my tits before sliding his hand up to cradle my neck. “The best fucking girl. My brother’s an idiot.”
My brow furrows with mild confusion, but he doesn’t explain. Instead, he fucks me for a minute, holding me close as he gently dominates my pussy.
It’s the break in roughness I didn’t know I desperately needed, and it feels so fucking nice.
I’m still craving it when he pulls me off his cock and tells me, “We need to get him inside you first, okay? Then I’ll be back.”
I nod, but it’s horrifying that my needy pussy already misses him.
James climbs on the bed behind me and squeezes my ass.
“Go in slow,” Marcus orders.
“I’ll try,” James says, rubbing more lube on my hole and then pushing a finger inside me.
I gasp, grabbing tightly to Marcus when his brother invades me. This is what I’ve experienced before. It’s not painful, just strange. Invasive to have something going in where it doesn’t belong.