by Lucia Jordan
“Oh, Alec!” she cried, while dimly aware of Tristan rubbing up against her from behind, his cock hard and meaty as it probed in between her ass cheeks. Both men coming at her at once was making her reel in a mixture of excitement, amazement and lust; making it hard to even think straight.
“On the bed, baby,” Tristan whispered close to her ear.
Tristan’s husky command had Rebecca’s fearfulness returning full blast, and her whole body stiffened as she realized it was about to get to the next level. Alec’s mouth popped from her nipple, and without that distraction to her senses she was left feeling awkward and shy, and painfully aware she’d never done anything like this before. What would be expected of her? How was this supposed to play out? She had absolutely no clue what to do; how to please them.
Distress rose high in her throat as she wondered, Do I really have what it takes?
Both brothers now faced her, Tristan having moved from behind her so he could view her features and see the emotions playing over them.
“It’s just like Alec said, Rebecca. You don’t have to be afraid. Not with us,” Tristan said softly, his fingers gentle as they combed back the hair from her face.
Alec’s grin flashed white, a sexy glint to it as he backed away slightly. “Maybe she just needs more…incentive, brother,” he said, his gleaming grey eyes not shifting from Rebecca’s as he began to unbutton his shirt.
Taking Alec’s cue, Tristan too moved back slightly to start taking his clothes off as well. “Then let’s give her some,” he agreed.
As Rebecca watched, mouth hanging open, the two brothers undressed.
Good lord above.
This had to be a dream - all of it. How did she go from dateless and celibate for almost a year, to bagging the two hottest men alive?
They peeled off their shirts and revealed spectacularly sculpted pecs and biceps. The brothers were similar in build, Alec just that bit wider in the shoulder and chest. They had such gorgeous nipples; making her mouth water as she licked helplessly on her lips. Though both smooth chested, there was a dark happy trail leading down their rock-hard abs, disappearing into their waistbands. There was no question these were two prime specimens of sex, masculinity and pleasure. It was impossible to look away from their powerful beauty.
Rebecca gaped, eyes hungrily drinking in the sight of Alec and Tristan reaching for their belt buckles. There was no mistaking the burgeoning girth of their aroused maleness tenting their dark pants. Twice the temptation…twice the ecstasy she could only imagine awaited her if she only yielded to their mating call.
In some other life, she must have done something good to deserve this…visual feast. Their bodies were like Greek gods’, not overly bulky yet powerfully cut and sleekly tanned in a natural, creamy way that stole her breath.
These two utterly divine men - brothers - wanted her and only her. Tonight she could just see herself being sundered with pleasure and yes, maybe a bit of pain. There was a shadow of belief in that fact from the way their silver-grey eyes gleamed ferally. But she knew these brothers would never hurt her. She already knew she was going to love every second - and maybe even beg for more.
Of their own accord, her knees finally gave way as she stumbled to sit on the edge of the bed.
“Lay back,” Alec commanded, eyes pinned to hers as he unzipped his pants.
Rebecca instantly complied, leaning back and only staying propped up slightly on her elbows, not wanting to miss a second of their strip tease. She could hear herself panting softly
Tristan, ever roguishly cocky, gave her a sexy smile that promised all sorts of pleasurable iniquities. “Soon, you’ll be wondering why you’d never tried this before. Luckily for us - and you, you picked it right the first time and now you’ll never want to go back to how it used to be.”
Tristan could just be right, thought Rebecca dizzily; about her not going back after this.
Not when Alec was gripping her hips, tugging them to the edge of the bed so he could spread her legs, kneeling in between them to clamp his mouth hungrily over her pussy. Rebecca helpless swore, the lewd word echoing loudly in the room. Instantly, all the neurons attached to her pussy were set ablaze by Alec tonguing her slick sex in broad, consuming strokes.
Beside her on the bed, Tristan crouched, his closeness suffusing her in heat, as much as his next words did.
“I need your mouth,” he growled, and fisted her hair, tugging her face to his. God, she loved when either man grabbed her hair. So caveman, so thrilling. They took what they wanted, and gave back ten-fold. Tristan’s lips seized hers hotly and moistly, his tongue thrusting deep. She kissed him just as eagerly, though half-distracted by Alec’s tongue lapping hotly at her slit. Her inner thighs quivered, her hips bucking in desperation as Alec teased her, giving so much pleasure then backing off before she could explode.
She moaned, feeling Tristan’s mouth peel away from hers. He straightened, still gripping her hair which he used to guide her face to his bobbing cock, in level with her lips. Rebecca’s eyes widened. She’d never taken anyone so big in her mouth before. Tristan was as thick as Alec, give or take a few inches in length. They were huge. And now Tristan’s cap was a tantalizing few breaths away from her panting lips. At that moment, Alec dug his tongue inside her cunt and she cried out, her fingers raking in his hair.
Made bold by passion, she looked up at Tristan and didn’t need to ask what he needed. She gripped the base of his hard cock and felt the play of silk and steel beneath her fingers. Then she began to pepper tantalizing licks all over the mushroom cap and thick long shaft. Tristan’s hiss of breath had her growing bolder as she engulfed him head-first into her mouth.
“I could gladly live on just her sweet taste,” Alec groaned, tongue lashing at her vulva, lips sucking on her clitoris.
“And her mouth – fuck – wrapped around my cock is sheer heaven. She’s perfect, Alec.”
“I know. So perfect.”
Rebecca heard their words as if from a dream. She felt buried alive in ecstasy. Alec’s two fingers now plowed within her vagina, hooking onto her G-spot while his skillful tongue worked magic on her pussy’s every nerve, making her ovaries cry out soundlessly with pleasure. And Tristan, in her mouth, plunging and filling her, owning her…made her feel doubly alive. She wasn’t sure bliss could get any better. But she was wrong.
“I need to be inside you, Rebecca. Need to feel this juicy pussy around my cock. Can’t wait,” rasped Alec. His mouth lifted from her clit, fingers pulling out wetly as she shuddered over and over, before glancing round from Tristan’s cock to see Alec reach for a condom in the bedside drawer. As if mesmerized, she watched him slide a condom onto his gorgeously thick, long cock. She gasped at the formidable sight, and Tristan’s fingers gently soothed the hair on her temple.
“Ssh, baby. We’ll take it easy on you. The first time. After that…your pussy will be begging us not to hold back.”
Alec seemed to smile in agreement, but he was more intent on returning and lining his rigid tool up against her pulsing slit. Rebecca’s eyes were drawn once again to his remarkable cock, so close to her waiting sex. She stared at the image, so wickedly sexual. And watched in awe as he slowly began to push inside her.
“Holy shit,” she cried.
Despite Alec’s gentle penetration, she couldn’t hold back the sweet agony of his fullness occupying her moist, needy enclosure. Inch by masterful inch.
Almost dazed by the contact, she was made conscious of Tristan stretching beside her; stroking on his cock with one hand while his other hand played over her breast. His touch was scalding, as much an ownage as Alec’s cock – pulling back and then plunging in again, just that much deeper. She was going to erupt again, into many more fragments and piecing herself back together might prove an impossible feat this time.
Slowly, with painstaking purpose, Alec made claim to her pussy with his cock. Hands on her hips held her tightly in place and she had nowhere to go; giving in to being impaled to t
“Feel’s good, doesn’t it?” whispered Tristan as his lips trailed up from her breasts to her ear. “Alec bottoming deep inside you – and very soon, I’ll take his place. We’ll fuck you senseless and then…start all over again. Because you’re going to let us do whatever we want with this hot, sexy body.”
Oh God, oh God, thought Rebecca. She couldn’t respond; only able to lose herself in the moment as ecstasy filled her world.
She wasn’t sure she could surface from this much pleasure. She’d gone under too many times. Tristan had returned to sucking at her nipples, hands molding her breasts while his brother drove into her pussy, groaning out words of enjoyment and praise. “Feels so hot and tight inside you, beautiful,” growled Alec. “You’re so fucking sexy it’s all I can do not to explode too soon.”
Imagining Alec losing control for her like that made Rebecca shiver inside out. Emboldened further by the new heights of passion she was flying to, she felt her hand reach for Tristan’s cock, as hard and throbbing as ever. “Please, I need to suck your cock.”
Something had come over her, making her say words she’d never even thought of to voice out loud. In that moment, Rebecca didn’t care. With Alec ramming against her walls, she needed to be filled in another way. Only then would she feel complete.
Tristan groaned deeply, wasting no time in positioning himself so that his cock once more nudged at her lips. Once he drove his broad mushroomy cap past her lips, Rebecca knew the true meaning of abandon. A cock in her pussy and another in her mouth was beautiful sin personified; and she reveled in her descent into wicked pleasure.
She could hear her lovers’ deep groans of pleasure which they took from her pussy and mouth, and she felt like an amazon. She also felt like such a dirty girl; naughty and wild. And she loved it. Loved that Alec’s cock was hitting all the right spots and then some; loved that Tristan was stretching her mouth and throat almost beyond endurance as he fucked her face.
But then came the seamless moment when they switched places. Alec, pulling out of her with a collective shudder from him and her; and then Tristan, his cock withdrawing from her mouth as both men put their hands on her to switch her over, guiding her on her hands and knees. That was when Tristan took position behind her, kneeling and pushing his cock inside her to the hilt. Her scream of pleasure was muffled by Alec, whose now naked cock shoved into her mouth.
“Ahhh, fuck,” moaned Tristan, slamming into her so that his hips smacked against her ass. Not used to the angle coupled with the sheer size of him, Rebecca felt glad that Alec’s cock had prepared her, stretching her out somewhat for the rugged fire of being taken so hard from the back with such an equally big cock.
The minutes stretched in luscious torture; her very womb seemed to cry out at the pleasure-pain, her body resistless as Tristan’s hands held fast to her hips. Time may have stood still; and for a long while all she could process was the slide of meaty cock in and out of her upper and lower lips. She was finally theirs in totality; both brothers buried within her with equal measure of proprietorship.
It wouldn’t be long now; the explosion. She felt it building up inside her; inside all three of them. There was no way she could ignore the way Tristan swelled within her core, nor the way Alec’s hips moved faster as he fucked her mouth. As she started to sob, Tristan reached round her waist and let his fingertips graze her clit, stroking the nub in time with his ferocious thrusts. She moaned and moaned, the sound vibrating around the cock in her mouth. She could hear the animal sounds of bliss coming from not just her, but Alec and Tristan. They were all in this together and she couldn’t imagine it any other way.
She looked up as Alec’s fist in her hair pulled roughly. Her eyes met the hooded heat of his and she felt lost in their ice and fire depths.
“I’m going to come inside your mouth,” he told her. “Can you take it?”
Her eyes wide and pleading, she could only nod. She wanted it; wanted every drop. Under their spell, she would let them do what they would with her. She was desperate to have Alec’s cum fill her mouth.
And when Tristan groaned, “I’m going to come, too. Ready, baby?” Rebecca let out a gurgling sound of assent, her hips bucking hard against him. Feeling Tristan’s finger flicking over her clit a few more times, her world unreeled in spools of ecstasy.
The whole of her body was shot through with spasms as she came.
At that same moment, she heard Alec roar as he pumped his thick, hot cum down her throat, while Tristan exultantly rammed in a several thrusts that heralded his orgasm, his tip reaching to the very depths of her vaginal walls.
The incredible knowledge that they’d both found pleasure in her; the taste of it in Alec’s glorious cum and in the sensation of Tristan’s cock pulsating in her quivering pussy, was the greatest fulfilment of Rebecca’s adult life.
Shudders filled her frame and the need for air was forgotten as she swallowed the warm, salty moisture that brimmed within her throat. Her eyes dimmed, senses hazing as she became boneless with rapture. She heard the dull pound of her heartbeat in her ears, like a distant thunder. This couldn’t be the end, she thought muzzily as the two cocks inside her slid out slowly.
Even within the total gratification of her body and mind, lay the sensation that after tonight there’d remain a persistent void only Alec and Tristan could fill. She could either welcome this new revelation, or flee from it. But just which choice was it going to be?
*
Giddy with that last explosive orgasm, Rebecca’s eyes drifted open in hopes that the room had stopped spinning. But all she met was darkness.
She tried to sit up, to pull the covers over her but then she realized why she couldn’t seem to move; she was tied to the bedposts. And she couldn’t see because she’d been blindfolded.
Oh…fuck.
Rebecca frantically tried to remember what happened as she rested back down on the bed in shock. Every part of her felt deliciously tender, not really around her wrists and ankles from the restraints, but her breasts, nipples and the swollen seam of her sex.
I should scream; cry out – anything, were her frantic thoughts but she felt rendered speechless.
The only question now was, why had Alec and Tristan seen fit to blindfold and tie her to the bed, and what did they want to do to her?
The next moment she began anxiously trying to free herself from the restraints; twisting her wrists, pulling her arms and straining her legs. But the harder she fought for release, the deeper the conviction that she wasn’t going anywhere.
Her breath came quick and more fearful. Yet beneath the fear was the excitement of what lay in store. She must be crazy to feel any kind of anticipation about this. This was bad. She could very well be in deep shit right now.
Had she been a fool to trust the brothers? She didn’t really know them from Adam. She should have known better than to think she could be safe around them.
Look at the situations you get yourself into, Rebecca, she chided herself internally.
Just then the door slowly began to open, and Rebecca went tense, her breath at a standstill while her heart pounded so fast it throbbed through her whole body. She was seconds from learning her fate…
Billionaire Brothers Book 2
“Lie still.”
It was Alec’s voice, unmistakably deep and silken.
The moment Rebecca had heard the door open, she’d begun her frantic struggling against her bonds. Those two words, said so authoritatively yet without menace, made her obey.
“What’s going on?” she breathed. “What’s going to happen to me?”
Part of her really didn’t want to know. An even bigger part wanted to demand to be released. Yet still, was that tiny piece within that was hungry to taste the unknown. First had come temptation, now she was truly ensnared, totally eclipsed by wondrous excitement.
The light sound of two pairs of footfalls advanced, and she heard a chuckle that sounded suspiciously like Tristan’s, making her realize he’d come in with Alec. Rebecca’s breath shifted to pants of fearful anticipation as she kept wondering what they both planned to do to her in this vulnerable state.
“It begins like every other game, Rebecca,” Alec replied, ever so teasingly.
She stiffened as she felt the bed dip beside her, realizing he’d sat on the edge close to her. A heady mix of shame and lust cloaked her. Here, naked and bound, unable to tell what was about to be done to her as she lay there defenseless. Where exactly could Tristan be? She knew he was in the room but hadn’t as yet spoken except for that deep, low and somewhat devilish chuckle. Rebecca shuddered in her restraints.
Had this been planned all along, from the very beginning? That by the end of the night, Rebecca would find herself trapped in this bed, which only just minutes ago had been the platform for her baptism of lust with the two brothers?
Rebecca felt a sudden ache. Right out of nowhere, a deep persistent hunger arose from her fear of this loss of control. Of this unknown.
“And persists like every other obsession,” Alec added, this time with his lips closer to her face. The warmth of his sweet, sexy breath teased the tiny hairs in her pores.
What could Rebecca say to that? How about, I didn’t sign up for this? She’d guessed that tonight would be unforgettable. But no way had she seen this coming.
“I’ve never been tied to the bed or blindfolded before,” she whispered, conscious of his close presence. What was it that still kept her from freaking out about this unexpected situation?
“We guessed as much,” Alec said, and she felt his fingers gently brushing away the damp tendrils on her forehead. “And like I said this is a game – one we’d like to teach you to play.”
Rebecca felt like she was on the edge. All she believed, all she had known, and everything she’d ever done…suddenly paled in the background of something just beyond, something utterly breath-taking.
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