She chewed, unable to take her gaze from Nick’s. “It’s delicious,” she said after she swallowed.
Nick gave her a sexy smile that caused her stomach to swoop.
“Try the mushrooms.” Sean speared a slice of mushroom and she turned to face him. He fed her the piece.
Sean’s eyes held hers as she ate the mushroom slice. “This appetizer is amazing,” she said when she was finished.
His smile was just as devastatingly sexy as Nick’s had been.
The two men took turns taking bites for themselves and feeding Megan. It was like a slow, erotic dance that made her nipples hard and caused her to ache between her thighs.
By the time dinner was presented, Megan was feeling a little tipsy. Each of the two men had encouraged her to drink more wine and she was already halfway through her second glass.
After asking Megan if she liked seafood, Sean had ordered her baked red snapper with a basil pesto sauce and grape tomatoes. Nick and Sean made it clear that they were going to feed her every bite of her meal.
In between bites, she learned more about them. They didn’t seem keen to talk about their childhood, but she pressed them.
“What was it like growing up as twins?” she asked after a particularly wonderful bite of red snapper.
The corner of Sean’s mouth quirked into a smile. “We were hell on wheels. We drove our mother crazy when we were young.” The smile turned into a thoughtful frown.
“And if our father wasn’t already a drunk, we would have driven him to drink once we hit puberty and entered our teens,” Nick said, but he wasn’t smiling.
“What about your mom?” Megan asked. She had the feeling their father was not a good topic of conversation.
Nick shrugged. “Mom died when we were kids.”
“Brain cancer,” Sean said, looking equally as somber.
Megan gave them each a look and squeezed their forearms. “I’m sorry.”
“What about you?” Sean asked. “Where are your parents?”
This time it was Megan’s turn to shrug. “No idea. They abandoned me at a young age with my grandmother, who raised me. They never came back.” She managed a smile. “My grandmother was wonderful, though. She was strict but loving and caring. Lots of hugs and kisses in our home.”
“Her picture was in the box of belongings you dropped.” Sean had a thoughtful look. “The glass had broken.”
Megan nodded. “A fire destroyed everything we owned, about nine years ago. Grandma passed away not long after—smoke inhalation had damaged her lungs too badly.” Megan swallowed. “That picture is the only thing I have left of her.”
Sean put his hand over hers. “You have good memories of her. I can see it in your eyes.”
She nodded and smiled. “Very good.”
Nick rubbed her shoulder. “You deserve good memories.”
For dessert was the restaurant’s dessert specialty, tartufo di pizzo, an amazing ice cream truffle that they fed her in small bites.
“Have you had any serious relationships in the past?” Sean asked.
Megan cocked her head to the side. “I’ve had a couple of relationships, but they ended amicably enough. I’ve never found the right man.” Or men, she thought to herself.
Nick and Sean both gave a nod and she had the feeling they were somewhat pleased that she hadn’t had any serious relationships. She wondered why.
She managed to direct the conversation away from herself and got the two men to talk about some of the pranks they had pulled when they were young. They did typical twin things, changing places so that one was mistaken for the other. Their mother had been able to tell them apart, but apparently their father hadn’t paid enough attention to them to always get it right.
“Did you do that with girlfriends?” she asked after one particularly amusing story. “Switch places? I’ve heard of twins doing that.”
Sean shook his head. He spoke quietly as he studied her. “There has only been one woman in our lives at a time. We have always shared.”
Megan felt prickles along her skin. She wished she hadn’t asked, but she couldn’t stop herself from pressing on. “Have you had a lot of girlfriends that you’ve shared?”
Nick spoke, drawing her attention to him. “We’ve had few real relationships and only one serious relationship, but that was a long time ago. We have just ‘played’ with women.”
“Play as in BDSM?” She suddenly felt as if she was just one of many partners they had “played” with.
Sean seemed to sense where her mind had gone. He squeezed her arm, his gaze sincere. “You’re different, Megan. We don’t think of you as someone just to play with. That’s why we’re willing to pursue you like we have.”
She wasn’t sure what to make of that, but he seemed sincere. What did they think of her?
“You are special,” Nick added, “Very special.” His voice was firm, as if needing to make sure she understood. He didn’t elaborate, but she could tell he meant it.
Warmth traveled through her and she wondered just how special they thought she was. She knew one thing—
Her heart was in serious danger where these two men were concerned.
She wondered then if a long-term relationship with two men was possible. She’d read about ménage, but the ones she’d read about had been a couple who had brought a third party in for a little taboo sex.
She brushed the thoughts aside for now. Why was she even thinking of relationship with these two men? That was crazy—she barely knew them.
Maybe the twins were all about playing, maybe they weren’t. For now she’d enjoy the ride… And what a ride it had been so far.
Chapter 17
After dinner, the driver took them to the building she had left before dawn earlier that morning. The twins each gave a nod to the doorman and the security guard before taking her to the elevator that would go all the way to the penthouse.
The thought of really being taken by these two men at one time caused shivers to race through her. She bit the inside of her lip as Nick waved a card in front of a sensor pad and the elevator’s doors slid open. She let them guide her into the elevator car and each held one of her arms and kept her between them as the car soared to the penthouse level.
She wondered what was going to happen as the elevator doors opened. They strode out into the foyer with its enormous fresh flower holiday bouquet, toward the double doors on the opposite side of the table.
Together they walked to the doors. Nick waved his card in front of another pad and a lock clicked before Sean opened the doors.
“We gave our butler the night off,” Sean said as the doors swung open. He gave her a carnal smile. “It’s just the three of us for the whole night.”
Sean and Nick helped her out of her coat. Sean tossed it onto a chair as she was left in the red dress and heels with no bra or panties underneath.
She shivered as Sean drew down her zipper and the silky material slid over her naked body. She stepped out of her heels and the dress.
Nick pulled her gently to him and brought his mouth down on hers. He pressed her naked body up against him, his suit abrading her sensitive nipples, his cock hard through his slacks, rigid against her bare belly.
Sean moved behind her, pinning her between them, and she felt his slacks-covered cock against her backside. She ached between her thighs and her breasts felt heavy with need.
Nick kissed her with growing intensity as Sean held her from behind, moving his hands to her breasts and rolling her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
She felt boneless from their touches. She’d never felt need like this in her life, the need to have these men at the same time.
When Nick raised his head, Sean stole her away from him. He captured her in his arms, kissing her with what felt like loving emotion.
Sean slid his mouth from hers, trailing his lips across her cheek to her neck. Her breathing came ragged and her lips were parted. Nick reached around her and slipped a ball g
ag in her mouth, catching her by surprise. Her eyes widened.
“Naughty girls need to be silent,” Nick said as he cuffed her wrists behind her back again. He said the words with a sensuality that made her knees weak.
Sean gently picked her up by her waist and carried her over his shoulder. Her hair hung over her face and blood rushed to her head. He swatted her ass, causing her to whimper.
“Quiet.” Sean swatted her a second time. Amusement was in his tone. “But damn do you look beautiful with that between your lips.”
She held back another whimper when he spanked her again.
He carried her down the hall she’d come from when she’d crept out of their penthouse this morning. She was certain she knew exactly where he was taking her—the room she’d awakened in this morning.
She saw that she was right when he set her on the floor on the white carpeting and she saw the BDSM furniture around the room.
Nick led her to a leather-covered bench and pushed her onto her knees on a padded rest, as if she was in front of a pew. She rested her cheek on the bench in front of her.
He rubbed her ass with his palm. “Spread your thighs.”
She obeyed and felt cool air against her folds right before he slid his fingers into her wetness. “You are hot and ready to be fucked.”
She wanted to groan and tell him, “Yes. Now!”
Her heart raced faster and she stared wide-eyed as she saw Sean go to a table and pick up a riding crop. She wanted to scream, “No!” but knew it would do no good with the ball gag in place. Not to mention they’d probably swat her with it several extra times for begging.
Sean returned with the crop.
Unicorn! she cried out in her mind. She wanted them to stop, right?
Nick crouched on one side of her as he teased her clit with his thumb. “You’re not allowed to have an orgasm without our permission, Megan.” He slid his fingers inside her core. “Nod if you understand.”
She tried to swallow but with the ball gag in her mouth she couldn’t. She nodded.
A piece of butter-soft leather was pressed into one of her hands and she automatically clenched her fist around it. “The leather strip is in place of your safe word since you can’t talk,” Sean said. “If you want to end this, just drop the leather.”
A measure of relief went through her. She could call this off at any time.
“Nod if you understand,” Sean said.
She nodded again.
The men lifted her up from where she’d been kneeling and put her over the bench so that her ass was sticking up in the air, her hair hanging over her face. She tensed.
“Relax.” Nick slid his fingers in and out of her pussy.
Relax. Right.
She gripped the strip of leather tighter and held her breath.
Sean brought the crop down on her ass cheek and she couldn’t help the involuntary muffled cry.
“Megan.” Nick’s tone was hard. “Not another sound. For every sound you make you’ll get an additional two swats of the crop.”
She clenched her eyes tight and thought about dropping the strip of leather.
Sean took the crop to her ass again and again. She wanted to flinch away from each swat but she managed to remain still and silent, even as her eyes moistened with tears. Nick continued to move his fingers in and out of her core.
“Your ass is such a beautiful pink now,” Nick murmured as she thought of dropping the leather strip.
The burn faded into pleasure as Nick finger-fucked her and Sean swatted her with the riding crop. She felt an orgasm start in her belly, building and building until her vision blurred. She bit down harder on the ball gag and fought off the orgasm.
When Sean no longer struck her with the crop, and Nick removed his finger from her core, she sagged in relief and frustration. The need to climax was even more intense than it had been when they’d first taken control of her.
Had that only been yesterday?
Sean tossed aside the riding crop so that it landed on the floor in front of her. Nick scooped her up and carried her to stand beside the bed and unfastened the wrist cuffs. He pushed her down on her back, then shifted her so that her head was partially off the mattress and she was looking up at him. Her belly flip-flopped as she watched Nick strip out of his clothing.
She looked up at his powerful tattooed physique and his long thick cock and wondered what he was going to do next.
He reached behind her head, unfastened the ball gag, and set it beside her on the mattress. He cupped the side of her face, took his erection in his hand, and placed the head of his cock to her mouth and pushed it inside. He began moving his hips as she sucked him with her head hanging over the mattress.
Sean moved between her thighs on the bed, pressing her legs apart with the width of his shoulders. She tensed. The moment be buried his face against her pussy, she nearly came up off the bed.
Nick slid his cock in and out of her mouth as Sean licked her folds and sucked on her clit. She gripped the strip of leather as she fought back the need to come.
“Be a good girl and don’t climax, and we’ll give you what you really want.” Nick’s jaw was tight as he looked down at her.
What she really wanted was Nick and Sean to fuck her at the same time. She tried to focus solely on sucking Nick’s cock, hoping that would keep the oncoming orgasm at bay.
She didn’t know if she was going to make it. She squirmed, trying to make Sean stop going down on her. Every swipe of his tongue brought her closer to the precipice.
Nick pulled his cock out of her mouth and Sean moved away from her pussy. Her body was tense with the need to come. She was grateful they’d stopped, but also frustrated that they hadn’t let her climax.
Sean adjusted himself so that he was lying on his back on the bed. He slowly rolled a condom over his cock, his eyes focused on hers as he eased the latex down the length of his erection.
Nick shifted her to a sitting position right before he picked her up and set her on Sean so that she straddled him. Sean’s look was intense as he grabbed her by the waist.
Her heart pounded and her belly tightened. Sean thrust his cock inside her core. She gasped as he filled her, stretched her.
From her side vision she saw Nick roll a condom on before moving behind her with a tube of lubricant in his hand. She couldn’t believe it was about to happen, what she’d always dreamed about. She wanted it so badly that her body trembled from the need.
Nick slipped his lube-covered finger into her ass, causing her to gasp from the feel of it. He drew his finger out and then spread more lube on her and probably over his cock.
She held her breath, waiting for that moment of double penetration.
Nick waited. Her breathing grew harder as her heart rate picked up in intensity.
“What do you want, Megan?” Nick said as he leaned close to her ear. “Say it out loud.”
Her chest felt so constricted that she could barely get the words out. “I want you and Sean to fuck me at the same time. I want you to fuck me hard until we all come.”
“That’s our naughty girl.” Nick pressed his cock against her anus and started to slide inside her. She cried out at the burn of the entry as he stretched her. The pain gradually faded as he filled her all of the way.
Her lips parted and blood rushed in her ears. She met Sean’s gaze and he stared at her with an intensity in his eyes that caused thrills in her belly. He began thrusting in and out of her pussy as Nick began moving in and out of her ass.
The feel of both men inside her at the same time was unbelievable. It was everything she’d ever dreamed about, ever fantasized about, and much more. So much more.
As they fucked her, they pressed her body between them as if they were claiming her, letting her know that not only did her body belong to them, but her very essence…her heart…her soul…her everything.
Her breath came in harsh pants and she felt their perspiration-slicked bodies as they moved.
The climax she’d been holding back rushed forward and she had to bite her tongue to keep her orgasm from exploding inside her.
“Please let me come…” She hadn’t meant to beg, but she couldn’t help herself. “I don’t think…I don’t think I can last much longer.”
“Do not come yet,” Nick ordered her. “Understand?”
“Yes…” she struggled to speak, “…sir.”
The power of the oncoming orgasm was almost more than she could bear. She thought of last night’s orgasm and how she had blacked out from the intensity of it. She knew that it would be nothing compared to the orgasm she was going to have from these two men fucking her at the same time.
They drove harder and harder. Tears wet her eyes from the effort of holding back her release. It was almost too much to fight any longer.
“Come now, Megan,” Nick demanded. “Now.”
Megan’s orgasm exploded throughout her body. She screamed like she never had before. It tore loose from her and she wasn’t sure she could stop. Her body throbbed, each sensation drawn out by the two cocks still fucking her.
“I—I…” She almost couldn’t get any words out. “I can’t take anymore.”
“You can,” Sean said. “And you will.”
Her mind whirled. Impossibly, she felt another orgasm building inside her as her core squeezed one cock and her anus clenched the other.
She came again, her body jerking and vibrating. Sean gave a shout and she felt his cock throb inside her pussy. A moment later, Nick came with a growl. Both men continued moving in and out, drawing out their orgasms and driving her crazy until they finally stopped.
“Ah, Megan,” Sean said as he stroked hair from her face. “Damn.”
Nick kissed her nape. “Honey, you are amazing.”
Sean and Nick rolled and adjusted themselves so that Megan was between the two men. She was glad they kept their cocks inside her for a little bit longer. She liked the feel of them inside her and filling her like no one man could ever fill her.
As powerful as her orgasms had been, she was surprised she hadn’t blacked out again. But as it was, she was thoroughly exhausted and sated.
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