She wanted to trace her fingers over the tattoos, feeling the muscle beneath her palms as she squeezed it.
He shrugged out of the shirt and set it aside, and she nearly panted with lust. She’d never seen such a magnificent chest and arms on a man. His body could have been sculpted from marble. Yep. Serious Greek god material and his equally delicious twin was right behind her.
She watched as Nick removed each Gucci shoe and his socks. He set them aside and reached for the button to the trousers of his tux.
Her heart seemed to thump hard against her breastbone. It might just beat straight through her chest if this got any better.
He undid the button of his trousers. She held her breath. He slowly slid down his zipper, exposing a pair of black silk boxers. She swallowed hard as he shoved down the boxers and let them drop to his feet with the trousers.
Oh. My. God.
Sean chuckled behind her and her gaze shot up to Nick who raised an eyebrow, and she realized she’d just said the words aloud. A flush burned her cheeks but she couldn’t help looking back at the incredible sight before her.
His cock was huge. Thick. Long. She didn’t know how it would fit into any of her orifices, much less her mouth.
Unicorn!
He picked up his tux trousers then laid them on the table along with his boxers as she stared at him. Her heart beat like crazy as she thought about what he was going to do with his cock.
Was he going to fuck her now? And Sean? She grew wetter between her thighs at the thought. Would she get to have both of them now? Her anus squeezed the butt plug. She wanted so badly for one of the men to be inside her there instead, the other in her pussy. Would they do it?
“Come to me on your hands and knees.” He crooked his finger in a “come here” signal. “Don’t take your time.”
“Yes, sir.” Her voice was shaky as she stared at the stuff of legends.
Sean released her hair before unfastening her cuffs. She lowered herself and braced her palms on the floor, and began moving toward him like a lioness going after her evening meal.
On second thought, maybe more like a sacrificial lamb being drawn into the lion’s den.
When she reached him, he made a motion with his hand for her to rise to her knees. “Let’s see just what a naughty girl you are.”
Once she was directly in front of his massive erection, he slid one of his hands into her hair, cupping the back of her head. With his other hand, he placed the head of his cock to her lips and pushed it into her mouth.
She gave a moan as he fisted his hand in her hair and forced her to take more of his erection. It reached the back of her throat and was so long she wasn’t able to take all of him in. But she tried.
“That’s it.” He pushed her down on him and a growl escaped his throat as she grasped his erection in her hand and began sucking his cock, swirling her tongue along its length. She had a sudden feeling of power, as if she had control over his pleasure.
The feeling of power vanished as he began moving his hips in time with the bob of her head, choking her with his thickness and his length. He was definitely the one in control… But she loved it. Loved having him in her mouth, loved being at his mercy.
Nick smelled of cedar and leather, tasted of man. The skin on his shaft was soft but he was oh-so-hard in her mouth. She was wrapped up in the pleasure of the moment, yet still aware of Sean behind her.
As she sucked Nick’s cock, she imagined Sean taking her from behind. She moved her knees apart and spread her thighs, her ass high, an invitation for him that she prayed he would accept.
A hard swat landed across her ass. She would have yelped if her mouth hadn’t been full of Nick’s cock.
“Thought you’d tease me, didn’t you, Megan,” Sean stated before he spanked her a second time. “I apparently need to teach you a lesson.” He swatted each of her ass cheeks again and yet again.
Her eyes watered from the sting and from Nick forcing his cock to the back of her throat. Her whimpers turned into moans as Sean’s every swat sent tingles straight between her thighs.
Sean knelt behind her and pressed his erection against her ass, catching her off guard. Even behind his tux pants his cock felt as thick and hard as Nick’s. Sean leaned over her back, reached for her breasts, and twisted her nipples.
She gasped around Nick’s cock as the burn in her nipples joined with the other sensations wending through her. Even though she wasn’t being touched between her thighs, she felt as if she was on the verge of climaxing. But she couldn’t…it was just out of reach. Her entire body was on fire. It was almost more than she could take.
They’d told her she couldn’t climax or they’d punish her. What would they do to her if she came without permission?
“Look at me,” Nick commanded and her gaze shot up to his. His jaw was tight. “I’m going to come in your mouth, Megan.”
She’d never swallowed before—
He came hard, his come filling her mouth. She swallowed, milking his cock, drinking every bit of him, surprising herself at how much she liked it. He gave a low groan that sounded more like a growl. After a few more thrusts of his hips, he drew his cock out of her mouth.
As he held her gaze, he stroked her cheek with his knuckles. “That’s our naughty girl.”
She sat back on her haunches, trying to catch her breath. She didn’t know why, but the experience had made her breathless.
“Come here.” Sean’s voice sent a shiver down her spine. “Hands and knees.”
“Yes, sir.” Her voice sounded deep and throaty as she said the words. She lowered herself to her hands and knees and turned to face Sean.
She swallowed when she saw the intense look in his blue eyes. He already had his bow tie off and he slipped off his tux jacket, draping it over a nearby chair. He moved his fingers to his buttons and she watched him take off the shirt and set it aside.
Her gaze traced his tattoos that were somewhat tribal, too. The sun, bright and inviting, yet with sharp edges. It went along with the smile that curved the corners of his mouth most of the time. He smiled more than Nick.
“Limited” was written along Sean’s collarbone and shoulder. She wondered if there was a story behind it. She sensed somehow that there was, and possibly a heartbreak.
After Sean was completely naked, she had a hard time tearing her gaze away from his cock that was equally as impressive as Nick’s. She stared up at him and he gave her a sexy smile that melted her.
Sean leaned over and grabbed her by her hair, causing her to wince, and forced her to sit up so that she was kneeling in front of him.
She felt Nick’s presence at her back. He knelt behind her and pressed his body close to hers. She swallowed at the feel of his cock against her back—it felt as fully erect now as it had when it was in her mouth. He reached around her with both hands and tugged on her nipples.
Her eyes watered as she gasped.
“What did we say about making sounds, Megan?” Nick asked from behind her.
“That—that you’d punish me,” she said as she tried to gather herself.
“That’s right.” He pulled on her nipples again.
Her lips parted and she winced, but she didn’t make a sound.
“Much better,” he murmured in her ear.
Sean slipped his hand in her hair and brought his cock to her lips.
Chapter 11
Megan slipped her warm, wet mouth over Sean’s cock and his jaw tightened. It felt so fucking good that he didn’t know how he was going to hold back from coming too fast.
“That’s it, Megan.” He clenched his fist in her hair. “Take all of me.”
He knew his cock was too big for her to take every inch, but he forced her to take him as deep as she could, her eyes watering from the discomfort. He began pumping his hips, moving in and out, like he wanted to be moving in and out of her pussy.
But that would be later. For now he and Nick would tease her, show her only a taste of what they had in
store for her.
She sucked him and swirled her tongue over his length and his eyes almost crossed. She was amazing.
Sean’s gut told him that Megan was everything he and Nick had been looking for. They’d seen her watch them when they’d been in the corporate office. The shyness in her eyes had made Sean’s cock harden on more than one occasion and he’d had to hold his tablet over his lap so that she couldn’t see that she was affecting him. He was pretty sure that Nick had felt the same discomfort.
“Your freckles are adorable.” Sean traced the finger of his free hand over the freckles across the bridge of her nose as he pumped his hips. He clenched her silky hair tighter in his fist. The dark red highlights shone in the stage lighting.
It felt so good, so damned good as he felt her hot mouth. The way she sucked him—damn.
An orgasm hovered on the edge of his consciousness. He fought it off. He wasn’t ready to come yet.
Nick picked a heart-shaped leather paddle off of the table. Megan had her eyes on Sean and didn’t notice until Nick swatted her ass with the paddle.
Megan’s eyes widened but she didn’t make a sound. Nick paddled her again and again but she still made no noise. Sean was damned proud of her. She was taking everything they’d been dishing out to her. She could take more, he was sure of it.
“That’s our naughty girl.” Sean’s toes nearly curled at the feel of her hot mouth as she took his cock to the back of her throat. Her head moved with every strike of the paddle, adding to the incredible feelings. He worked to keep his voice steady, to show that he was in control. “You will be so beautiful between us f—” He cut himself off from saying “forever.” Instead he said, “When we fuck you.”
Megan made a sound that sounded like a purr and the sensation vibrated throughout him.
He could tell that Megan wanted to come. Her ass was nicely pink from Nick’s swats. Every time the paddle connected with her ass, she looked like she was filled with a need that was going to drive her out of her mind.
Sean felt his orgasm rushing toward him. He couldn’t stop it from coming anymore. “Swallow every drop, Megan,” he said, his jaw tight, his voice strained. “Every drop.”
His gritted his teeth, holding back a shout as his orgasm exploded inside him. He didn’t want to let Megan know how much she affected him. Not yet.
Sensation throbbed in his groin as she continued to suck him. His body reverberated with every throb.
He pulled his cock out of her mouth and she looked up at him, the innocent look on her features almost undoing him.
Megan looked up at Sean as she licked the last drops of come from his cock. She liked the taste of both him and Nick. The difference between them was so subtle.
She wanted them to fuck her. Wanted them to give her an orgasm so badly she could scream from the intense desire. She didn’t dare ask because they’d probably say no and send her home. They’d do it in their own time—if they did it all.
The thought of not being allowed to orgasm tonight twisted inside her. She’d just have to kill them if they didn’t let her come.
“Get on your hands and knees again,” Nick said in a low, commanding voice from behind her.
“Yes, sir.” She obeyed and Nick paddled her ass with one big swat.
She bit her tongue to keep from crying out. She loved the sting, the burn, but it made her want more, so much more. The butt plug in her ass only made every swat more intense.
He set the paddle on the stage and pressed his hard cock against her ass, making the butt plug feel even deeper. Sean grabbed The Satisfier and knelt in front of her.
Megan’s heart beat faster. Sean moved the vibrator between her thighs. She held her breath. She knew she was going to come the moment the huge vibrator touched her.
Nick leaned over her back. “Do not climax unless we give you permission.”
She ground her teeth. She almost forgot to say “Yes, sir,” but hurried to get it out in case they wouldn’t let her have an orgasm if she didn’t say it.
Sean reached down and placed The Satisfier against her clit.
The moment he turned it on, Megan’s eyes widened and she had to bite her cheek. Hard. He slipped the vibrator into her channel and pumped it in and out of her. Nick swatted her ass again with the paddle.
So much sensation spun through her that she grew lightheaded with it. Every swat, every tug on her nipples, every clench of her anus around the butt plug, and every thrust of the vibrator made her feel like she was going to lose her mind.
She held back a whimper as her mind spun and her body fought to maintain control.
It was coming. She wasn’t going to be able to stop it. Oh, God.
“Come, Megan,” Nick commanded from behind her. “Come now.”
Megan screamed. She couldn’t have held her orgasm back if her life depended on it. Colors and light flooded her mind as her body jerked and throbbed. Her core spasmed around The Satisfier as it continued to vibrate inside her.
Nick gave one last swat of the paddle and Sean gave one last tweak of her nipples. Her mind was spinning as Sean turned off the vibrator.
She felt her world start to narrow. The colors in her mind faded and blackness closed in. Sean or Nick caught her as she collapsed. Maybe both of them caught her.
Everything outside her throbbing body ceased to exist as the darkness overcame her and she lost consciousness.
Chapter 12
Megan stirred. She was sleeping on a cloud…weightless. Warmth cocooned her and she smiled as she snuggled deeper into the peaceful feeling.
Images began seeping into her mind, disrupting the peace. Her smile turned into a frown. Something wasn’t right. She needed to wake up.
She slowly raised her lids, blinking away the grayness of the early morning. It had to be barely dawn.
Her breath caught as she found herself staring at a muscular chest…a perfect chest. Each muscle was sculpted as if cut into stone and polished. Tattoos dipped over a powerful shoulder and swirled onto a broad chest. She wanted to trace the tattoos with her fingertips, feeling the hard muscle beneath them.
Memories began assaulting her and heat flushed over her skin as her gaze moved up from the magnificent chest to the face of the sleeping man. He had a careless upturn of his lips, a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Sean.
Her heart thumped hard as she stared at him. When he was awake his eyes would be blue, as blue as an angel’s surely was. But this man was no angel. Images flooded her mind of those very eyes watching her with heated intensity as she knelt at his feet, sucking his long, thick cock.
Oh, God.
Even as she thought about scrambling away from Sean, she felt another wall of muscle behind her.
Nick.
She found herself holding her breath as she remembered him thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth and what it had tasted like when she’d swallowed his come.
Her whole body felt like it had burst into flame. She had gone down on two men the same night. Twins no less.
What would Grandmother think if she was still alive? She’d be horrified. She’d think that I’m a slut.
Even as embarrassment pelted at her, her belly did flip-flops as she remembered them bringing her to orgasm. She had come so hard that she had blacked out.
Then what?
How did she end up in bed with them?
More memories assaulted her. She’d been dizzy when she’d come back around, and Nick had bundled her in her coat. Sean had tossed the sex toys back into the carrying case. Sean had made a call and the next thing she knew, cold air was prickling her skin and then she was whisked away in a car with Nick and Sean.
Megan had been so sated, so worn out, that she’d fallen asleep on Nick’s shoulder. They’d been tender with her, as if she was a gift they treasured. It had made her feel like she was coming home.
She’d been vaguely aware of them tucking her into bed and then she’d fallen into a deep sleep and had
n’t woken until now.
More heat rushed through her from her scalp to her toes as it hit her. She’d been with two men at once. Two virtual strangers. She’d let them dominate her and they’d played with her body.
What have I done?
Memories of the men offering to pay her rent, give her cash, and job placement made her belly sink. She’d be a whore, working for wages in the form of gifts and cash and whatever else they offered her.
Feelings of humiliation mounted.
For a long moment she lay still, unable to move. She had to get out of there and she had to leave now.
Carefully, trying to keep from waking up the men, she scooted up just enough to push the satin sheets and comforter down to her waist. She felt like she was going to burn up even though they’d stripped off the body stocking. If they were awake to see her now, they’d probably see her naked body as bright red as a beet.
She wondered if she could possibly feel any more embarrassed, then decided not to tempt fate by that line of thinking.
As quietly and with as little movement as possible, she eased down toward the foot of the bed. She was grateful it wasn’t quite morning yet and the men were still sleeping. Maybe she’d get out of there without waking either one of them.
The mattress creaked a little as she slipped off of it. Her feet met plush white carpeting and she paused, not daring to breathe.
When she saw that both men were still sound asleep in the huge four-poster bed, she looked around the room.
She didn’t think it was a bedroom. It appeared to be more like a playroom with BDSM contraptions. The bed looked perfect for chaining a woman to it or tying her down. Megan swallowed.
Where the hell was she?
Pushing all thoughts about BDSM and sex aside, she found her coat, shoes, and purse. When she searched for the body stocking, she couldn’t find it anywhere. Desperate, she grabbed one of the men’s tux shirts that was draped over a chair and slipped it on. It smelled of cedar and leather—Nick. She tried to ignore the scent that wrapped around her like a lover.
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