13. Arianna
13
ARIANNA
I felt like I was being torn in two as one of the twins pushed deep into my ass, the burn and pain making me scream out and claw at the ground further.
A sob tore through me as I tried to steady my breathing.
I’d tried so hard to make it to freedom, but the woods was huge, and I wasn’t dressed for the elements.
“Look at me,” the twin holding my arms rasped. “Misery. Look at me.”
I couldn’t. The pain was too intense as the second twin fucked deep into my body, his cock impaling me deeply. I was sure I’d never walk again.
The very real thought that I was going to vomit from the ache crossed my mind.
“Snowflake,” the words were soft and coming from the twin holding me.
Roman. Roe.
I forced myself to look up at him.
“It’s going to be OK,” he assured me softly. “I promise. Relax your body. If you’re tense, it hurts more. I promise if you relax, you’ll really enjoy this. And when he’s done, I’ll wrap you up so you’re warm and make sure you’re rewarded for being such a good girl. Can you do that for me? Relax?”
I swallowed hard at his soft words, Renzo still fucking into me. He’d slowed his movements so they weren’t quite as painful now. Maybe it was because he wanted me to listen to whatever Roman had to say.
“Breathe with me, little snowflake. In. Out. There you go. Relax,” his voice was a soft, calming timber which didn’t match up with what I knew of him so far.
None of these brothers were gentle though, so expecting them to be was my own fault.
But he was acting differently.
I continued to breathe with him, my body relaxing despite how frozen I was. Stopping the shivers wasn’t going to happen, but I could at least ease the pain.
“Perfect,” Roman continued. “There you go. Now Renzo is going to fuck the soul from your body. Can you handle it?
“Y-Yes,” I managed to whimper.
Roman looked past me and gave a slight nod to Renzo. Renzo made a spitting noise, and a moment later, I felt the dampness against my ass. He must have spit on me to wet me more. Renzo wrapped his hand around my throat and and brought me to my knees, his cock still buried in my ass. I let out a hiss of pain at the shift, my chest heaving as I stared back at Roman who kneeled in front of me.
“You’re going to take my fucking cock,” Renzo husked out in my ear. “Right?”
“Y-Yes.”
“Mm, tell me you want it,” he continued, embedded deep within me without moving an inch. His hand tightened around my throat. Being on display like this made me want to throw up, but at the same time, there was something really beautiful about it too.
It took me a moment to realize I liked it.
Horror swept through me at the realization.
I’d lost my mind.
I was in shock. Trauma did weird things to sane people.
“Come on, kitten. Tell me before I get angry,” Renzo pressed, nipping at my earlobe.
“I-I want it.”
“What do you want?”
I stared at Roman, my heart in my throat. I was almost certain he’d sucked Renzo’s dick earlier and they’d kissed. I was face down and hadn’t seen it, but something about the forbidden aspect had me wiggling my ass against Renzo.
He let out a soft groan at the motion.
My words came out shaky and choked.
“I want you to fuck my ass.”
“ Fuck. ” Renzo’s hand tightened around my throat, making my vision sparkle as he pulled out and slammed back into me. I cried out, allowing it to happen. So many intense feelings rushed through my body but finally one settled.
I did like it.
I liked being used like this.
It made me feel unhinged and like I’d lost my mind. Spending my life trying to find a sense of control had always evaded me. It landed me in shitty situation after shitty situation. With them in charge, I didn’t have to fight. I could just… be. Exist and let whatever was going to happen, happen. I had no choice.
I liked not having a choice.
Choices had always worn me down. Stressed me out. Made me fight.
I could do this. I could give in and take what they gave me and maybe I’d come out stronger and on top. I’d win. I’d gain my freedom through letting go and giving in.
It beat freezing in a cold dark woods in the middle of the night, that was for sure.
“She likes it,” Roman commented softly, reaching out to tweak one of my stiff nipples. I winced at the pain as Renzo continued to fuck into my body, the sound of our slapping skin sounding out in the night.
“Finger your pussy,” Roman instructed. “I want to watch you come.”
They had such filthy mouths.
“Sweet Misery, remember what I told you about good girls?” Roman pressed, when I didn’t move to touch myself.
I was so frozen I thought I was going to die. I wanted to go home and be warm despite the new feelings rushing through me.
With trembling fingers, I reached down and rubbed against my clit. I’d tried to masturbate many times, but I was never able to orgasm. I thought maybe I just didn’t know how. That changed when Sever came into my room and fucked me though. He’d made me shriek with pleasure, even though I’d felt disgusting after. And hurt. What he’d done to me and what the twins were doing was no different. Forcing. Taking.
Except it was.
The twins didn’t owe me shit.
But Sever? He’d been my best friend.
I’d left though. Clearly, it hurt him. He hated me now because of it.
How often had I thought of him over the years? Picked up the phone to call him? To text him? To tell him I missed him so much it was killing me inside.
Too many to count.
And then this shit happened.
“Why are you crying,” Roman asked, reaching out and thumbing away my tears.
I squeezed my eyelids closed and didn’t answer him, my hand falling away from my clit.
He tsked and leaned in, his lips on mine. He kissed me hard and deep, forcing my lips to part to give him permission.
Renzo continued to fuck me from behind while Roman’s expert fingers found their way between my legs. He touched me, sending even more pleasure through my body, his lips fused to mine.
The pleasure built until I couldn’t take it anymore. It came from everywhere. Renzo. Roman.
I moaned as my orgasm tore through my body, Roman swallowing every cry and whimper from me, Renzo’s warm breath in my ear as he picked up his pace.
I clung to Roman as his lips moved along my jaw. To my neck. Both brothers taking a side and sucking against the delicate flesh
I shook violently, both helping to keep me up as the pleasure began to build again.
A shriek escaped my lips as I came once more.
“Fuck, this is a tight little ass. Her pussy is so fucking soaked. Goddamn, Misery,” Renzo choked out against my neck, one hand tight on my hip and the other massaging one of my breasts.
I whimpered again, shaking to stay warm and because my entire body felt electrified.
“Mm, you want to make me come?” Renzo continued, rutting deep into my ass. “Huh?”
When I moaned instead of answer, Roman gripped my chin and gave my head a little shake.
“Answer him, snowflake.”
“Y-Yes. Yes.” I twisted my fingers in Roman’s dark jacket. He gripped my hand and pushed it to the front of his pants.
“Jerk me off,” he husked out. “Make both of us come for you.”
With fumbling fingers, I managed to get his pants undone and his dick out. I’d never jerked a guy off before, but he was quick to guide me in what he liked.
Before long, I was stroking him, making him groan with Renzo who continued to plug away inside me.
“Fuck, Misery. Make us come. Make us fucking come,” Roman choked out.
I pushed back against Renzo, whose hands tightened on my hips, his groan so feral it sent goosebumps rushing across my skin. I moved my hand faster, feeing a bit warmer being sandwiched between the pair.
I let out a shriek as both twins bit each of my shoulders hard, making my vision swim. Renzo’s cock twitched deep in my ass, filling me with his release at the same time I came again. Roman spurted onto my stomach. The hot mess trickled down my skin as I shook between the pair.
Renzo slowed to a stop, removing his teeth from my flesh the same time Roman did. A gasp stilled in my throat as they kissed one another, their lips melded together quickly before breaking apart and finding mine. Between them, they played a hot game of tug-o-war with my lips, each dragging me to their kiss before the other tore me away.
When they finally slowed, I sagged back against Renzo, his arms wound tightly around me.
“I think I’m going to keep you,” he whispered in my ear as Roman’s pretty eyes focused on us, his dick back in his pants.
“You want me to keep you, little kitten?” Renzo continued softly, his hold firm and almost caring.
“Y-Yes,” I murmured, confused about the sudden turn of events.
“Mm, wish granted.” He trailed his lips along my tender shoulder again before stamping kisses along it. “I like this. You’re fucking gorgeous. Big tits out. Pussy drenched. This fucking body. Fuck, you’re the best toy I’ve ever played with. Makes me want to fuck this little ass again.” He shifted behind me, very much still hard and lodged deep within me.
Roman stood and grabbed my sheet as Renzo continued to talk to me.
“I won’t though. I want to warm you. Will you let me?”
I nodded, completely drained and exhausted.
“Such a good girl,” he praised softly. “Let’s go home so we can take care of you. You need a reward.”
He pulled free from me, leaving me to feel so hollow and sore that I winced. Roman caught sight of it and chuckled as he helped me to my feet. I could feel their orgasms dripping down my body and out of my ass.
I felt so used and dirty.
It wasn’t necessarily a good thing, especially considering my circumstances, but it beat being dead, so I wouldn’t complain.
Renzo tucked himself back into his pants while Roman wrapped my sheet around me again. I shivered at the cold material on my skin. Renzo placed a jacket on my shoulders and helped me put my arms in. Before I could snuggle too deeply into the warm material, Renzo scooped me off my feet and into his arms. His body heat radiated through me.
Without hesitation, I snuggled against him. He stiffened for a moment before he began to walk, Roman beside us.
No one said a word.
At least none that I heard because I fell asleep almost instantly, feeling almost safe for the first time since I’d arrived there.