Kai groans into our kiss, his breathing as labored as mine.
“It’s time someone fucked this pretty girl.” Bastian’s hand moves faster, and Kai tips his forehead against mine, panting over my mouth. “Who’s it going to be?”
Kai cups my face, green eyes flicking open to look at me.
I nod, pressing my cheek into his palm.
But he just kneels there, frozen.
Our sweat-sheened bodies peel apart as Bastian draws me away. “Thought as much,” he says through a chuckle.
He falls onto his back, pulling my chain out of Kai’s hand and dragging me with him. Then he adjusts me until my back is on his torso, my head nestled just below his chin. “Got a good view there, boy?”
Bastian laughs again, and my breath hitches in fear.
“No,” I say, trying to sit up. “I want Kai?—”
Bastian’s hand claps over my throat, holding me down, cutting off my protest. “Don’t pretend you care whose dick is in you when you come,” he says, giving my breast a hard squeeze. “Trust me. You’ll thank me for showing Kai how it’s done.”
“He knows how,” I snap, squirming as I try to get off Bastian.
But he grabs my thigh, forces it to the side. Somehow gets his leg wrapped around mine. Then the other. Bracing my legs as he eases them apart.
When I try to push away with my arms, he has my wrists grinding together a second later, pushing them into my stomach, keeping me in place. He bucks his hips, the tip of his cock nudging against my pussy.
And Kai just sits back on his heels and watches, face blank, one hand on his cock.
“Kai!”
His eyes snap to mine, but he stays where he is.
Bastian wraps my collar’s chain around my wrists, locking them together so he only needs one hand to hold me.
The other goes to my clit.
I writhe, squirm, buck, and twist, but he keeps rubbing me until I can’t help but moan, until my struggles quiet, until I’m rolling my hips instead of trying to buck him off.
And then he’s got his cock in his hand, and it’s at my entrance, and he’s pushing, trying to get inside.
“Kai!” The word is a desperate whisper. “Please!”
Bastian rubs his cock over the length of my pussy, tries pushing inside again. His entire body rumbles under me as he chuckles.
“Christ, Haven,” Bastian says. “Don’t tell me you’re a virgin?”
If I could have covered my face, I would have. But there’s no way for me to hide my tears, my shame.
Kai crawls over to us on hands and knees, face twisted in a snarl.
“Stop lying!” he growls.
Bastian laughs again like Kai didn’t speak. “I’ve had my share of virgins over the years, but I’ve never had two at once.”
When I realize what he’s saying, my eyes snap to Kai. There’s color on his cheeks, his mouth a tight line.
“You’re lying!” Kai yells.
I shake my head and turn to look at Bastian lying under me. His chest lifts me up as he takes a deep breath, warm brown eyes studying me so intently.
