Chapter 4
CHAPTER FOUR
STEFANI
What am I doing?
I must be out of my mind for even entertaining the idea of being with two men at once. I'm a virgin, and here I am practically fucking this guy's fingers.
Although I must say, they're both hot and yummilicious. But can I really sleep with two strangers?
"Up you go, Kitten," Dash says as he lifts me up and passes me into Cutter's waiting arms. "We need to get you inside. It's getting chilly out, and this garage isn't exactly warm."
"Oh!" I squeal as another set of arms sweeps me up and carries me away.
"At last," Cutter murmurs, voice low and satisfied. "I've finally got you in my arms. I've been dying to feel you against me all night."
"You have?" I breathe, startled by the confusion.
"Of course." His grin is slow and wicked. "The moment we walked into that club and saw you on that dance floor, we were done for."
"Yes, Kitten," Dash adds, his voice a warm rumble behind us. "You're like a siren in the night—calling to men who've been lonely far too long, begging for a beautiful woman to warm their beds."
"But… I'm nobody…" I whisper as the elevator doors slide shut.
"Kitten…" Cutter tilts his head, gazing down at me like I'm something rare he can't believe he's holding. "You are everything."
I scoff with a smile. "You don't mean that."
"Bet." He gives me an amused glance.
"Oh, darling," Dash says, grinning, "You really have no idea…"
I look between the two men, but decide to remain silent for the time being. Instead, I rest my head against Cutter's shoulder as the elevator ascends to the twelfth floor.
I had expected the doors to open up to a hallway, but they don't. The elevator doors open into a large, modern apartment. I gasp at the sight.
Blacks, reds, and grays color the apartment's interior, marking it as a bachelor pad—a very clean bachelor pad. A mix of their intoxicating scents attacks my nose immediately, and I close my eyes, breathing in deeply.
This could be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and here I am arguing with myself because of my virtue.
I can do this… I will do this!
I lift my head to look at the man carrying me. He's absurdly attractive—practically a Greek statue come to life. With his straight Roman nose and a jawline sharp enough to cut glass, he could be a billboard model without even trying.
Both men are older than me, but it doesn't diminish their appeal. Cutter is devastatingly handsome, all sharp edges and intensity, while Dash has a boyish charm that could make anyone drool.
Dash's fingers gently lift my chin, guiding my gaze to his. "We want you, Kitten," he says softly, "but we're not going to push you into anything you're unsure about tonight."
My teeth sink into my bottom lip, mostly to stop myself from blurting out something ridiculous. I'm so out of my league right now. My mind is scrambling for reasons to pull back, but my body… my body is humming with anticipation.
I manage a small nod.
"Is that a yes, Kitten?" Cutter asks, his arms tightening around me. "Use your words."
"Y-yes," I breathe, turning my eyes back to Cutter, my lashes heavy.
"That's my good girl," he says, grinning.
I feel the heat rush to my cheeks, and they both chuckle.
"Mm… look at the pretty pink on her face," Dash snickers. "I can't wait to see other parts turn just as pink."
"It's just as pretty as your ass is after I spank it while fucking it," Cutter grunts.
My head snaps to a smiling Dash, then back to Cutter.
"What's wrong, Kitten?" Dash's voice rings out with amusement. "Have you never met two men who fuck each other?"
I shake my head—I have no words.
"Well," Cutter whispers close to my ear. "Tonight's your lucky night. You get to have your cherry popped by two men who are going to fuck you raw before we do it to each other."
"I can't wait to slurp up that cherry cream pie you're going to serve us after we spill every drop of cream inside that hot, moist pocket of yours." Dash rubs his hands together while licking his lips.
I furrow my brows, not sure what he's even talking about, making Cutter smirk at my reaction.
"Dash gets cum fed," Cutter explains. "I feed him my cum daily…
and sometimes his own. Once we pop that cherry of yours, making you bleed for us…
We'll dump our loads into you and then watch it all ooze out of that pretty used pussy of yours.
It'll be tinged with your blood, and that, my Kitten, is a cherry cream pie. "
Why does this explanation turn me on instead of making me want to gag?
Suddenly, I'm flying through the air before landing on the softest bed I've ever felt. My skirt is now around my hips, but I don't bother with it. Not when two men stalk toward me, both with hunger in their eyes.
They stop at the edge of the bed, looking down at me, and I feel a throb inside of me just before I feel the leakage drip out.
These guys are going to ruin me for all men.
"Dash," Cutter addresses his friend without taking his eyes off me. "Pull your daddy's cock out and make sure it's ready for our Kitten."
"Mm… it'll be my pleasure, Daddy."
My eyes widen when Dash opens Cutter's pants and pushes both pants and underwear down his friend's muscular thighs. The meat stick that springs forward is huge and angry-looking. The tip is a purplish color with semen oozing out of the tip.
It almost looks infected with something. That can't be what he plans on sticking inside of me… right?
"Fuck, Daddy," Dash pants. "That looks delicious. Can I have a lick first?"
Cutter grins, still keeping his eyes on me. "Only if you let Kitten have a taste right after."
"Yes, Daddy." Dash drops to his knees and wastes no time in deep throating Cutter's monstrous pussy destroyer.
That's what it is. As thick and as long as it is, I can't see how it hasn't destroyed any of the pussies it's entered.
With my mind on Cutter's cock, I don't notice Dash climbing onto the bed until his mouth is on mine and he's shoving his tongue into my mouth. I can taste Cutter on him, and my treacherous body moans.
Cutter's snicker can be heard.
"That's our good girl," he says as Dash continues to gag me with his tongue. "You're ready for us, Kitten. Now, let's get this pretty flower of yours stretched out so you can take it."
The next thing I know is that my legs are being spread open, and pressure erupts as Cutter thrusts two fingers into me at once. That doesn't bother me. What does bother me is that the moment I feel him deep inside… I come.