“Tell me,” he says through clenched teeth.
“I want you. I want you so fucking badly.”
Miller’s eyes sparkle, and he grins. “Now shut up and take this cock like a good girl.”
My heart thuds at the same time my pussy throbs, and I don’t hesitate any longer. No, I must act before this opportunity is gone. I’ve wanted this for far too long, and there’s no telling if I’ll get this chance again.
Glancing over at Alec, he tips his head in approval and helps me onto Miller.
God damn this is hot.
I lower myself onto Miller, his tip penetrating me gently before he wraps his arm around my waist and lifts me from the bed. His cock buries deep within me as he carries me over and sits on the couch, keeping me on top of him. He leans back and releases me, his hot stare darting back and forth on mine.
“Fuck,” I moan, his girth spreading me open.
“That’s nothing, baby.” A new, more sadistic grin settles on his face, and that’s when I feel a familiar set of hands on my hips, holding onto me from behind.
“Hold still for a second,” Alec tells me, but it’s not just me that stops moving.
Miller and I pause, the anticipation making my heart race and my legs quiver.
“Don’t be scared,” Alec reassures me as his thumbs spread my thighs and skim over my pussy from behind. He slides the tip of his cock around my already full entrance, and just when I’m sure he’s only moistening himself to enter my ass, he pushes onto Miller’s cock and shoves into the same hole with him.
I gasp, the feeling foreign and unfamiliar but so fucking exciting.
Cautiously, Alec moves deeper until I’m in complete disbelief it’s possible my body is handling what it is without breaking in two.
"You're taking us so fucking good." Miller cups my face in his hand and rocks his hips upward. He trails his hand down my chin and rests it around my throat, pressing slightly on the sides, applying just the right amount of pressure to restrict my airway.
My eyes roll back with pleasure, and I find myself moving against them, hungry for their cocks to ravage my pussy in a way I never imagined I would ever desire.
I’m on the brink of my climax as I bask in the fullness of them, their hands on my body, their presence fully fucking consuming me.
“Yeah, baby, come for us. Come on our cocks while we fill you.” Miller presses harder on my neck. “I want you to pulsate around us.”
Alec thrusts into me harder with his hands digging into my hips. “Do what he says, babe. Let us feel you come undone.”
But my impending orgasm becomes unreachable, my mind growing foggy as it struggles to focus on the men exploiting my body. Something else pulls my attention. Chatter in the distance.
No,focus, Cora. I arch my back to give them a better angle to fuck me.
“Don’t leave us,” Miller says.
“Stay here,” Alec adds.
The commotion grows too loud, too distracting, my thoughts trying to decipher and make out the conversation. One voice familiar, one stern—too stern, too dangerous, and not in a good way.
My eyes dart open and my breath catches to gasp in air. Hands reaching out to the sides, I settle onto the comforter in my own room, my hands finding the book I was reading when I fell asleep. Some dark reverse harem novel I saw recommended in a reading group.
I sit up and rest my palm on my sweat-lined chest.
“Fuck,” I mutter. “That was fucking crazy.” My center throbs at the reminder of both Miller and Alec inside of me at the same time.
The noise that distracted me is still present as a conversation down the hall grows more and more heated by the second. I shouldn’t, but I creep out of bed and tiptoe toward the noise to take my thoughts away from this very real reality and wish there were a way to rid myself of the embarrassment of such an intense dream. Of course, it was a dream—because that's my life, always wanting something I can't have. Not just Miller or Alec, but a man who stays, a man who worships me, a man who wants to please me.
No, those are reserved for the main characters, and I’m not the main character of this story, just a side character who probably gets killed off in the end.
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