Chapter 26 #4
His mouth brushed my ear. “Shh. Just feel, angel. Be our good girl. Daddy’s got you.”
The words melted me, my body trembling against the tile as his hips rolled deeper, slower, forcing me to take every inch. My knees buckled, but his arm locked under my thigh, holding me open and steady for him.
“That’s it, baby. Good girl. Let him stretch you. Look how sweet you are for Daddy.” Luca’s breath grew ragged. When I managed to look over, he was stroking himself, slow and deliberate, eyes locked me open under the water. His jaw was clenched, his body taut with restraint.
Heat flooded me. The shame, the reverence, the devotion in their words tangled until I couldn’t breathe.
“You see what you do to us?” Luca asked, voice hoarse. “Haven’t even touched me yet and I’m already shaking.”
My lips parted, my throat tight. “You can?—”
“Not yet,” he cut in, voice fierce. “This is your night. We’ll worship you first.”
Bastion groaned deep, hips pushed forward harder, his forehead pressed to my temple. “Fuck, angel. You feel too good. I could stay inside you forever.”
“Twice each,” Luca’s voice dropped lower, his hand closing firmer around himself. “That’s all it’ll take to help her sleep tonight.”
Bastion chuckled against my ear, the sound rough. “She’ll beg for more.”
They grinned at each other over my body, and the thought made my stomach clench, my walls tightening around Bastion. He groaned, his thrusts stuttering. “Hear that? She likes it. Our angel’s dripping because we’re planning how to take care of her.”
I gasped, voice breaking. “How… how are you so—” The words tangled, my face burning. “So hard, so ready?”
They both went still. Bastion’s thrusts slowed, Luca’s fist froze around himself. For a moment, all I could hear was the water.
Then Bastion’s lips brushed my ear. “Because we haven’t touched anyone else.”
Luca’s voice followed. “Three years, Emilia. Three fucking years. You’re the only one we’ve ever needed.”
My chest tightened painfully. “Don’t—don’t lie to me. Please.”
Luca caught my face in his free hand, tilting me until I was forced to meet his eyes. They were wild. “Does it look like we’re lying?”
I swallowed hard, unable to speak, because no—it didn’t. His truth burned so fierce I could barely hold it.
Bastion groaned into my neck, thrusting harder now, desperate. “Ours. You’ve always been ours. We weren’t made for anyone else. Just you.”
Luca pressed his forehead to mine. “We starved without you. We lived off the memory of you. No one else, angel. Never.”
The words wrecked me. My body clutching around Bastion as if to prove them right.
“Good girl,” Bastion whispered fiercely. “That’s it. Take me. Take us.”
Bastion groaned, grinding deep as I shattered, my release pulsing around him. He cursed low, his rhythm breaking as he finished, spilling inside me.
But he didn’t let go. He stayed buried, his arms locked around me, his lips dragging over my face. “Mine. Always ours. I’ll never stop loving you.”
Luca’s hand closed around my waist, easing me forward. Bastion kissed me one last time, then slowly pulled out, groaning as he did.
“Turn,” Luca ordered softly. His hands guided me, lifting me into his arms. My legs wrapped around him instinctively. He pressed me to the tile, lined himself up, and slid into me with one sure stroke.
“Fuck,” Luca groaned, burying himself deep. “She’s still clenching from you brother. Our angel, is going to kill us.”
Bastion’s hand stroked my hair back, his lips brushing my temple. “Good girl. Take him too. Show us how perfect you are.”
Luca’s thrusts were slow at first, deliberate, his forehead pressed to mine. His voice dropped into a hoarse whisper. “Three years, and I dreamed of this every night. Not just the way you feel, but the way you look at me. Like I was still yours.”
“You are,” I gasped. “You both are.”
Bastion groaned, his hand closing around my throat—not tight, just grounding. “Say it again.”
“You’re mine.” My voice broke. “You’re both mine. ”
Luca cursed, thrusting harder, his control fraying. “Good girl. Say our names while I fuck you.”
“Luca,” I sobbed. “Bastion.”
My body broke again, tighter, louder, sobbing into Luca’s mouth as he swallowed my cries. He groaned deep, hips grinding, and spilled inside me, holding me tight as if he’d never let me go.
When he pulled back, Bastion was already there, lifting me between them. My body dropped but they held me up together—one arm each, hands steady.
“Twice each,” Luca said, voice raw.
Bastion grinned against my temple. “She can take it.”
“I can,” I whispered. “Please—don’t stop.”
They traded me then, seamless. Bastion pushed into me again while Luca held my face.
Bastion groaned, grinding deep. “Good girl, letting Daddy fuck you while he watches. Look at her, Luca—she’s ours.”
Luca stroked my cheek. “Only ours. Always.”
“Good girl,” Bastion hand held me tighter.
“Such a good fucking girl for us.” Luca groaned softly, his hand brushing down my stomach.
My lips parted, a weak sound slipping out as I melted against them. “Mmm…” I couldn’t form words, only leaned heavier into Bastion’s chest, my body boneless.
His arms tightened around me, anchoring me against him. “You tired, baby?”
“Yes,” I whispered, my eyes fluttered shut.
Luca kissed the side of my face. “You did such a good job for us, baby. It was a lot, wasn’t it? But you still took it.”
Bastion’s lips brushed my ear. “We really are so fucking proud of you. For taking both your daddies like this”
Tears stung my eyes. I nodded faintly .
“Love you, angel,” Luca whispered, kissing the corner of my mouth.
“So fucking much, baby. Always.” Bastion added my neck.
Luca caught my face, forcing me to look at him even as tears streaked my cheeks. “One more time, baby. Then you’ll sleep.”
Bastion kissed my ear, whispering. “You can do it. Just once more. You’re such a good girl for us. Can you come one more time for your daddies? Drip down our cocks for us baby?”
The last thing I felt was their mouths on me, their voices wrapped around me .
My body gave out at last, and the way they kissed me, praised me. It broke me in a way I’d forgotten was possible.