“We see you, Sophie,” Aiden’s voice was a low, hypnotic rumble, vibrating through her back. “We see how you move, how you respond. Your body is so honest for us.”
“She’s our perfect, insatiable match,” Zack declared, his gaze burning into hers. “One of us isn’t enough to satisfy that hungry little cunt, is it?”
The words, crude and possessive, sent a jolt of pure liquid heat straight through her. Her own honesty, her own need, laid bare.
Aiden’s hands moved, one sliding down to join Zack’s at her hip, the other splaying across her lower back, holding her steady. “Such a good girl,” he murmured, his lips trailing kisses along her shoulder. “So good for us, you’ll be able to take us both at the same time.”
The world narrowed to that single, stunning statement.Both. At the same time. The image that flashed through her mind was so graphic, so intensely forbidden, it stole her breath. A collision of strength and sensation, of Zack’s raw possessiveness and Aiden’s encompassing warmth.
“I trust my needs…” she started, her voice a broken whisper.
Zack’s eyes, dark and intense, locked onto hers. “What do you need, Sophie? Use your words.”
“You,” she gasped, as Aiden’s thumb circled her nipple, pinching it sharply. “Both of you. Inside me. Please. I need to feel you… filling me.”
A low, guttural sound ripped from Zack’s throat. “That’s my good fucking girl. Asking so nicely for what she needs.”
Zack turned and reached into the nightstand. He carefully opened two small bullet-shaped foil packets, and Aiden gripped her thigh and exposed her to Zack.
“Sir?”
“Yes?”
“What’s that?”
“Lubrication in suppository form.”
“Ex-cuse me?” Sophie tensed, a small, involuntary whimper escaping her.
“Well, little one, to take both our cocks, you’re going to need all the help you can get. This is a limit I’m pushing, not searching to break.” He’d always leaned toward breaking her limits. His word choice was intentional. The vulnerability he showed her since his admission at the club was something she’d cherish.
Zack didn’t say it with the words ‘I care’, but he did.
It was a piece of him she’d tuck away for safekeeping.
“Yes Sir.” Her breathing steadied between them as Zack slipped the lubricant inside her.
Sophie peppered fevered kisses along his collarbone. “Please, Sir.”
“You’re so beautiful when you beg. You don’t have to hold your orgasm this time. You’ll be so overwhelmed and overstimulated, I want you to beg for it to end.”
Aiden brushed her hair from her neck, nipping roughly at the skin while his fingers sought to join Zack’s still between her thighs.
Their fingers press against each other, slipping into Sophie’s pussy. Zack’s eyes flared and he reached over her to pull Aiden’s mouth to his.
The kiss was brutal, a clash of teeth and tongues, a battle for dominance that had no clear winner. Aiden’s fingers retreated, leaving Zack’s to sink knuckle deep into her slick heat. Sophie’sback arched, a broken cry tearing from her throat as Zack curled his fingers, finding that spot inside her that made her see stars.
“So responsive,” Aiden murmured, his lips ghosting the shell of her ear. “Do you feel how much she wants this, Zack? How much she wantsus?”
Zack’s only response was a low growl, his finger pumping in a slow, deliberate rhythm that made her hips roll, a silent plea for more. He pulled them out, glistening with her arousal, and brought them to her lips. “Clean them.”
She obeyed without hesitation, her tongue swirling around his digits, tasting herself. The act was possessive, primal, and it sent a wave of liquid heat pooling between her thighs.
Aiden shifted, positioning himself behind her, his chest flush against her back. She could feel the hard, heavy length of him pressing against her ass, a promise of what was to come. He reached around, one hand cupping a breast, the other splaying across her stomach, holding her still. “We’re going to take you together, Sophie,” he whispered, his breath hot against her neck. “We’re going to fill you so completely you won’t know where you end and we begin.”
Zack knelt before her, his dark eyes burning with an intensity that was both terrifying and exhilarating. He gripped her hips, pulling her forward, guiding her to straddle his lap. The head of his cock, thick and insistent, nudged at her entrance, slick with the lubrication and her own desperate need. “Look at me,” he ordered.
She forced her heavy eyelids open, her gaze locking with his. “Please,” she breathed, a ragged prayer.
