Chapter 12 #2

Luca grabbed my shoulders and shoved me back, so that I fell onto the soft mattress with a squeak of alarm. Then Dante was on me, his weight pinning me down. His long fingers encircled my wrists, and he dragged my arms above my head, squeezing to impose his will.

“Don’t move, pet.”

Luca grasped my jaw in one big hand, forcibly turning my face so that I had no choice but to look into his blazing eyes. They burned with a feverish light. “Obey, or I’ll punish you. You will submit to me in every way, Nora. Even if he’s touching you too.”

“Yes,” I agreed in a fierce whisper.

This was what I needed: to be completely overwhelmed, to give myself over to them. Once I was theirs, I’d know deep in my soul that I was owned and protected. Safe from harm. Loved.

After one last lingering, warning glower, both men eased off of me. They watched me hungrily as they quickly stripped out of their own clothes, each man utterly captivated by the sight of my bare and vulnerable body stretched out before them like a sacrifice.

Their powerful muscles rippled and flexed as they prowled toward me: Luca feral and slightly broader, but Dante even more gloriously terrifying in his intensity.

My husband looked at me like he wanted to devour me, and the glint in my dark protector’s eyes promised sweet pain along with ruthless pleasure.

Despite their imposing demeanors, a surge of feminine power rushed through me, intoxicating me. Even though they were utterly dominating me, these strong, fierce men were mine.

They closed in on me, their body heat kissing my flesh and chasing away a chill I hadn’t realized pebbled my skin.

Luca settled his massive frame beside me and crushed his mouth to mine in an all-consuming kiss.

At the same time, Dante grabbed my thighs and shoved them apart, pinning them to the mattress with enough force to leave possessive marks.

I gasped at the slight flare of pain, and Luca nipped at my parted lips, urging me to open for him so that he could claim me more deeply.

Luca palmed my breast, squeezing to the edge of pain, inflicting just enough so that I was fully aware of his power over me.

Dante’s teeth sank into my inner thigh, marking me again, harder this time.

I cried out and writhed as he held me in his bite, refusing to relent.

Luca pinched and twisted my nipple, and hot lines of pleasure sizzled down to my throbbing clit.

I stilled on a whimper, giving in to their erotic demands. They would force pleasure from my body, working me to a frenzy until we were all mindless with carnal hunger.

Luca broke our kiss so that he could stare down into my eyes. He kept his cruel pinch on my nipple while he tenderly stroked my hair back from my cheek.

“You are so beautiful when you surrender to me.” His calloused fingertips trailed down my throat, making my sensitized skin tingle and spark beneath his touch. “Such a sweet kitten.”

Dante finally released me from his bite, and his tongue flicked my clit. Stars burst across my vision, and my back arched on a ragged shout. I tried to lift my hips to grind against his face, but he held me firm with a warning growl, his teeth grazing my most sensitive spot.

A broken sound tore from my chest as Luca turned his cruel attention to my other breast, torturing me sweetly. Dante eased two thick fingers inside me and continued to tongue my clit.

I jerked beneath them and struggled to escape the torment even as I begged for more.

My lower lips began to ache, my core contracting with the need for Dante to fill me with his big cock. He’d never fucked my pussy, and I longed for him to stake his claim over me.

“Please,” I begged. “I need you inside me. Both of you.”

“I want your mouth,” Luca growled, almost beyond words.

I’d never taken him in my mouth before when it wasn’t under duress. I craved to offer myself to him in whatever way he desired.

“Yes,” I panted. “Take me.”

Dante grabbed my hips and flipped me onto my front before landing a stinging swat on my upper thigh. “On your knees, pet.”

I yelped at the flash of pain, but I obeyed, kneeling before Luca.

His fingers tangled in my hair, and he tugged me toward his hard cock, forcing me to bend forward and balance on my elbows.

He fisted his length and rubbed my lips with precum, a promise of how he would mark me when he released inside my mouth.

“Lick me,” he snarled. “Worship my cock with your tongue. Prove to me that you’re mine.”

As I began to taste Luca like my favorite candy. Dante’s fingers swirled in the wet arousal that coated my inner thighs. His cockhead pressed at my slick entrance, slowly penetrating me so that I felt every delicious inch of him stretching me for the first time.

I released a happy hum, and Luca bit out a curse as the sound stimulated him. He pulled sharply on my hair, anchoring me in place so that he could slide inside my mouth.

Pressure against my asshole made me jolt, but the way my body bucked between the two men only increased their savage arousal.

At my sudden movement, Dante’s thumb pushed past my tight ring of muscles, filling me in every hole.

He rocked into me in a brutal thrust, shoving my body into Luca so that his cock hit the back of my throat.

I gagged, and he pulled back just enough to allow me to draw in a quick breath.

“You can take him,” Dante admonished, delivering another burning slap to my opposite thigh.

I shrieked against Luca’s cock, and he pushed all the way into my throat with a guttural groan.

“Do that again,” he hissed at Dante through gritted teeth.

His dark laugh rolled over me, caressing my skin like a stroke down my spine.

The cruelly amused sound was quickly drowned out by the smack of his hand mingling with my muffled cries.

I tasted the salt of my tears on Luca as I struggled for breath, becoming lightheaded between my desperate screams and his cock in my throat.

“Good girl.” The praise was so rough that it was barely intelligible, but it stoked the fire that licked at my veins.

Ecstasy coiled deep inside me with every harsh thrust of Dante’s hard length into my wet pussy. And the forbidden, humiliating pleasure of his thumb stimulating my asshole sent me flying higher.

“That’s it, pet. Suffer for me.”

He stopped spanking me and reached around me to find my clit. I came undone at the first brush of his fingers over the needy bud, and bliss sang through my entire body. My core contracted around Dante, and Luca released a feral roar as my ecstatic scream stimulated his thrusting cock.

He pushed deep into my throat and bellowed his release, fucking my mouth as he reached his peak.

My orgasm ripped through me, drawing a sob from deep in my chest. The visceral rush of ecstasy was almost too much to bear, but Dante wasn’t ready to relent. He wouldn’t stop until he utterly devastated me.

Luca groaned and pulled out of my mouth.

I heaved in a desperate breath, and the rush of oxygen made the world go fuzzy around the edges.

My body was light enough to float away, but Dante bound me with his ruthless hold.

He continued to rub my clit even though it stung, and I whined in wordless protest. The stinging pain morphed into pinpricks along my sex, needling me with darts of cruel pleasure.

“Sing for me, little bird.”

Purely wanton sounds washed over me in an erotic melody, and I didn’t recognize that they issued from my own abused throat.

Dante continued to torment me while Luca stroked my hair and kissed the tears from my cheeks. He murmured words of praise while Dante chuckled at my pitiful pleas for mercy.

He used me until I had only one word left in my muddled mind: “Dante!”

He released a ragged shout and drove deep one last time, his hot seed branding me as his own.

The jagged intimacy of our harsh union triggered another orgasm.

It exploded from my core with blinding force, rushing all the way to my fingers and toes in a shockwave of ruthless ecstasy.

My inner muscles contracted around his throbbing cock, greedily keeping him inside me as I rode out the relentless waves of bliss.

He didn’t withdraw until the aftershocks of my orgasm crackled through me like little lightning strikes.

My entire body felt heavy, but my mind floated.

Then their hands were on me, petting me, holding me.

Their deep voices rumbled over me, telling me how perfect and beautiful I was.

I sank into the warm glow that blanketed me.

Or maybe that was their arms around me, cuddling me between them as I drifted into a deep, sated sleep.

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