“Open your eyes and watch us as we command your body to please us.”
“Yes, Sovereign.”
I smack her nipples. “Rafe.”
“Rafe,” she repeats.
Lorian rubs her clit in slow, punishing circles while his teeth scrape her shoulder in wet red lines.
“Come for us, Eve. Give us that first orgasm. Don’t fight it. Don’t you dare.”
I curl my fingers deep inside of her, dragging over that spot I’ve mapped from studying her reactions for months. Her small body convulses, caught between us, breasts crushed under our hands, nipples tugged, and every nerve stretched to breaking. And we don’t stop; we continue to work her body through the months of orgasmic tension she has had built up.
“Don’t stop, Eve,” Lorian says. “Just let go. We give you permission to come for us.”
Her cry rips out raw, her whole body seizing. Her orgasm goes on and on, rolling, endless, until she sags in Lorian’s arms, sobbing from the force of it. Every few seconds, she’s still experiencing little aftershocks.
“That’s it, good human,” I say against her throat, still pumping her with my fingers to wring out every last tremor. “The longest orgasm of your life and the first of many tonight.”
45
A SECOND TIME, LORIAN
She’s still tremblingfrom the first orgasm she’s had in months, and she's broken into little sobs.
Rafe holds her chin, makes her look at him even as her body goes slack in my arms. He loves control. He’d stop here, content for now if it were up to him.
But I’m not content; far from it. I shift my grip, pressing her tighter against my chest, my hand sliding down to her swollen clit again, and I pinch it between my finger and thumb.
She whimpers, trying to twist away. “It’s too much,” she breathes.
“Too much is exactly right,” I say against her ear, biting down on the lobe just enough to make her cry out. “You’ll come again. You have two men to please. You wanted us both, and so you will have us both.”
I pinch her clit again, hard and mercilessly, while sliding two thick fingers inside her. She’s still spasming from the first orgasm, every nerve raw and open, and she screams at the intrusion.
“She’s too sensitive.”
“Exactly. Squeeze her breasts, Rafe.”
And I watch as he massages and twists her nipples and I rub her clit faster, forcing her to ride the edge. “Look at you. Shaking in our arms, but still you want more.”
Her vaginal walls clench tight around my fingers, and her hips are moving to cause more friction.
“That’s it,” I groan into her hair. “Come again, my sweet Eve. My blasphemous human woman.Let my brother see how magnificent you are when you’ve been ruined by the Devil twice in a row.” I purposely use her religious language to make it extra forbidden and erotic.
Her head falls back on my shoulder, and her mouth opens in a silent scream as her body tenses. Then, a second orgasm rips through her even harder than the first. I have to hold her tight against me or else she’d collapse. I continue working her clit until she cries my name, begging and broken. “Yes, Lorian. Yes.”
I kiss her cheek, leaving my mouth against her soft skin.“Perfect. You’ll keep coming until you understand your body belongs to us.”
Finally, she’s limp in my arms, her body twitching from the second orgasm.
Then I spin her, pinning her against the wall. My cock grinds against her ass, thick and throbbing, but before it goes too far, I remember myself, and I give her to my brother first.
“Take her,” I say, holding her wrists above her head, spinning her again. “Make her feel what it means to be ours.”
She doesn’t get a chance to answer before Rafe steps in, cock hard and fingers glistening from her slick cunt. He lines up and shoves inside her with one brutal thrust.
We’ve shared women many times before, but never one we cared so much for. Never one so small or inexperienced as Eve. I want to be both her protector and teacher. So I watch Rafe, not as I would usually do, to admire his performance, but to make sure he doesn’t inadvertently harm her, and I know he does the same for me. We’re not gentle lovers, but that doesn’t mean we’re cruel.
