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It’s the first time all night I’ve had a cock in my pussy.

Damien pulls me close. My breasts mash into his chest, and I shiver. My clamped nipples are tender, and his thrusts are powerful and demanding. Once again, the slight pain dissolves into searing pleasure. Electric sparks run through my body.

Then Julian’s fingers are at my ass, and he’s penetrating that tight ring of muscle, lubing me up again for his cock. “Ask me,” he says.

An hour ago, I might have protested. Not now. I want this too much. “Please, Julian,” I whimper. I’m shaking with need. “Please fuck my ass.”

He rubs my asshole with the head of his cock. Damien holds me in place as Julian presses his length inside me. I dig my nails into the sheets as he pulls back and presses in further. He isn’t shoving himself in; he’s moving with deliberate slowness. His fingers stroke my shoulders. Damien kisses me, his mouth swallowing my moans.

And then Julian is completely buried inside me.

They give me a minute to get used to the overwhelming fullness. I can’t see, and every other sensation feels heightened. Sizzling, forbidden heat dances over my skin, but more than lust, what I’m feeling right now is intimacy. Being held like this—sandwiched between the two men—is dangerously intimate.

“You ready to get fucked, Sophia?” Julian asks, his voice strained.

Fucked. Yes. That’s exactly what I’m here for. Nothing else. “Yes,” I breathe. “Yes, Sir.”

He laughs softly and thrusts. He wraps my hair around his fingers and tugs, and Damien swallows my whimper. “One more orgasm, Sophia?” His fingers find my clit as his cock drives deep.

They move in unison. Julian bites my shoulder while Damien pinches my clit. I cling to them as wave after wave of relentless pleasure washes over me. I am battered by their cocks, and I crave it. My body is aflame, and I need it. They fuck my pussy and my ass, and I love it.

This time, my orgasm hits me with the force of a tidal wave. Dimly, I hear Julian grunt out his pleasure as he comes. Damien’s thrusts turn uneven. His fingers grip my hips, and he explodes. I slump between them, utterly exhausted.

This was everything I wanted it to be. No, it was more. And that’s a problem. Because getting involved with Damien and Julian isn’t really part of my plan.


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