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I was wet. A lot wet. Like there was a fucking ocean between my thighs, and I wailed in shame.
“Her arousal is the most delicious thing I’ve ever smelled,” Caspian purred. “Is she just as wet for you as she was for me?”
I looked up at him, shooting daggers in his direction. “I’m not aroused!”
Murtagh paused my belting and grasped my thighs, wrenching them apart and fully exposing me to his view.
“Don’t lie to me, little one. This pussy is soaking wet. I can see it stringing between your thighs,” he observed out loud, and my face sizzled with my shame.
For a moment, he stared at me, letting his fingers trail over one of my welts, and then he lashed my ass so hard that it instantly made the air rush out of my lungs. I began to panic, my thrashing continuing on and on until there was nothing but my bare ass and the belt.
“No! Please! Stop!” I begged, the desperation in my voice loud and clear.
“I’ve got four years to make up for, little one. I’m not done.”
The belt struck me several more times. I’m not sure how many, just that my world turned a vivid red of delicious agony, and when it was finally over, I was left breathless, with my ass scalded and my pussy burning with matching fire.
When he threw the belt aside, I nearly sighed in relief, but then he positioned himself behind me, and I heard the distinct sound of his zipper.
“Last time, I didn’t just punish you with a spanking, did I?” Murtagh asked, and suddenly I had a very bad feeling in the pit of my belly.
“No,” I whispered, almost scared to respond.
“What else did I punish you with?”
“Your cock,” I murmured, my voice so soft it was almost inaudible.
“That’s right,” he growled. Without warning, he reached out and spread my welted bottom cheeks, exposing my dark hole, and I keened in shock.
“Wait!”
A squirt of something liquid landed right on top of my asshole, and then his finger was right on top of it. My eyes opened wide, my disbelief radiating through my bottom in waves.
He wasn’t going to fuck my pussy.
He was going to take my ass.
“Please, fuck my pussy,” I pleaded, only realizing I’d spoken out loud when it was too late.
“Not this time, little one. I’m going to take this sweet virgin asshole of yours so Caspian can enjoy that tight little cunt,” he vowed, and my heart nearly leapt up into my throat.
It hadn’t actually occurred to me what it would mean to have two men, to take both of them at once. A part of me had naively thought that meant that they’d maybe both enjoy my pussy one at a time, but as I was lying there with my bottom spread open, I felt foolish and exposed and utterly vulnerable.
Another, much more shameful, part of my sick, sick mind was curious about what it would feel like. Would I come as hard as I had with Murtagh four years ago? Would my orgasm be even more brutally hard with them both?
Murtagh’s finger circled my bottom hole, and I bit my lip. Did I want him inside me there? It was wrong, right? Nothing was supposed to go in there. Exit only, or so I had thought, but with his finger rimming my tight hole, I felt more and more curious.
Then he started to push against it, and my hips inadvertently lifted, almost as if my body wanted to ease his entry. He used enough pressure to breach my tight hole even as my muscles squeezed against him, and a harsh burning pain ricocheted through my body.
I’d never been stretched there before.
He forced one finger inside my bottom, and the sizzling sting grew worse as the rest of me fought against him.
“Relax, babygirl. This is nothing more than a finger. My cock is going to be much larger than this,” Murtagh warned, and a fresh wave of panicked arousal hurtled through me like a hurricane.
“You can’t mean to…”
“You’re taking my cock in this pretty little asshole, whether you like it or not, little one,” he growled, and a tidal wave of desire spiked through me. A soft moan escaped me, and I looked back over my shoulder to see him smirk.
