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“Make me,” I declared.
I could see the challenge flash in his eyes, and I knew I was playing a dangerous game, but it was one that I intended to win.
“As you wish,” he growled, and before I could even blink, Dante and Rafael were upon me.
I fought tooth and nail, but they were so much bigger, so much stronger than me.
Together, I didn’t have any chance against them.
Their hands roamed over my body, their fingers deftly finding the hem of my shirt and pulling it over my head. Then, they unbuttoned my jeans. With a swift yank, they pulled my pants down, the material pooling at my knees and then my ankles. I kicked and struggled, but it didn’t take long for Rafael to get my pants all the way off, and throw them down on the floor beside the bed.
“Fuck, she looks incredible,” Rafael groaned, his eyes raking over my body like I was a whole goddamn Thanksgiving meal. Dante looked just as ravenous, except his dark glare had me feeling like a lamb who had just been cornered by a lion.
Two sets of fingers flitted over my skin, sending soft, fiery tendrils of pleasure straight to my core. I shivered, my core squeezing tight with need. My breath left my mouth in ragged little pants, and I could have sworn the temperature in the room knocked up like ten degrees in the span of a couple seconds.
“Yes, she does. It’s time we teach her a lesson. And then, if she’s a good girl, it will be time to reward her,” Dante breathed, his breath hot against my ear as he grabbed my wrists and pinned them high over my head.
Dressed in nothing more than my bra and panties now, I shuddered, not from the cold, but from the blazing hot desire coursing through my veins.
“Get her ready for us,” Dante said, his eyes locked on mine.
“Gladly,” Rafael replied, his hands sliding over my hips, the heat from his touch searing into my skin. I drew my lower lip in between my teeth and his hand reached out and cupped my chin, only for him to roughly scrape his thumb over my lower lip. I opened my mouth, and he pressed that single thick digit inside it.
“Suck,” he demanded.
I obeyed.
My tongue swirled around his finger, and I sucked him deep, my cheeks hollowing around him.
“Good girl,” he groaned, his eyes locked on me, and his hand slipped down, moving past the hem of my panties. I wiggled my hips, expecting him to dip his fingers lower. I fully anticipated him finding my rampant wetness, but he didn’t venture that far.
Instead, he tore my panties right off.
I yelped, the sound muffled by Rafael’s finger in my mouth.
“Oh, Ellie, naughty girls who put themselves in danger don’t get a soft touch,” Dante said darkly, and I moaned around the thick digit in my mouth. Rafael pulled his finger out and it made an audible popping sound. A warm blush spread over my cheeks, and I glanced from one to the other.
“What are you going to do?” I asked, my voice trembling with anticipation.
“We’re going to ruin you,” Rafael declared, and my core pulsed at the words. Dante’s finger slipped underneath the divider of my bra, and I didn’t even have time to tense before he yanked his hand upward and tore right through it. The cups popped open, and I gasped, my breasts fully exposed.
“You’re ours, Ellie, and after we’re done marking your sweet little ass with our belts, we’re going to make you come until you beg us to stop and then you’re going to come some more,” Dante whispered, his hands running over the swells of my breasts. My nipples hardened at the slightest touch, and he grinned, dipping his head, and taking one between his teeth.
I yelped as a flash of pain radiated around my sensitive bud, but he didn’t stop there. He took my other nipple in his mouth and bit it softly, just enough to cause a lance of pain to hurtle through my body.
“She likes it,” Rafael whispered, his voice a mixture of lust and surprise. “Look how much her pretty pink cunt is dripping.”
“I see,” Dante murmured, and he reached his hand down, pressing his fingers against my soaking folds. I arched into his touch, but he didn’t press nearly hard enough to make me come. Instead, he just teased me, drawing his fingertips back and forth across my clit until I was practically vibrating with need.
“Please,” I finally whimpered, unable to hold it in any longer.
“What was that, you dirty girl? We couldn’t quite hear you,” Dante whispered, his hand pressing down on my pussy, his palm grinding against my throbbing clit.
The more he teased me, the closer I approached the edge of orgasm, but he didn’t let me sail over the brink.
Instead, he kept me there, a hairsbreadth away, until I was so desperate with need that I was shaking from it.
“Please,” I cried again, my legs trembling so hard I was probably making the bed shake.
