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“Please what, naughty girl?”
“Please let me come,” I begged, and his salaciously dark grin made my blood boil.
“Not yet. What do you need to ask for first?” he mused, and I closed my eyes, trying to grind my needy pussy against his fingers only for him to pull them away entirely.
“Your belt,” I whispered.
The truth was, ever since he’d first threatened to use it, I’d wanted it, and right now, just on the edge of orgasm, I wanted to welcome that pain.
More so, I wanted to revel in it.
I wanted the bite of the leather. I wanted the welts it left behind.
That thought had me moaning with desire and my head reeling with it.
“Mhmmmm. That’s right, sweet girl. I think you need to feel the belt against your ass before your pretty little holes are stuffed full of our cocks,” Dante said, his voice dark and sinful, his hand slipping up to wrap around my throat. His grip tightened and the sensation of the lack of airflow sent a wave of pleasure rushing over my body.
Then, all of a sudden, both men wrapped their hands around my hips and flipped me over onto my belly.
My breath caught in the back of my throat. I looked back over my shoulder to see their hands drop down to their belts. Slowly, they slid the leather through the buckle, the gentle swishing sound dominating the room.
“Eyes forward,” Dante growled, and a shiver of pleasure ran down my spine. I did as I was told, and I felt the bed dip, and their presence loom over me.
“That’s our girl,” Dante purred.
The noise the belt made as leather slid against leather made my abs clench tight. Without meaning to—or maybe it was on purpose, I couldn’t tell anymore—my back arched, and I lifted my ass a little higher, almost as though I was seeking out the belt.
Dante’s fingers brushed against my bare ass, flittering this way and that and my breathing stuttered in my throat. Then, he lifted his hand and lightly smacked my right cheek, eliciting the slightest gasp from me. He spanked me again, this time harder, and it felt as though my flesh was aflame. The pain was exquisite, and it only intensified when he did it again, and again.
Rafael grasped one wrist and then the other before he yanked them straight out in front of me. Then, he wound his belt around them, effectively binding them together.
“Wouldn’t want to hurt these pretty little fingers as we whip your bare ass,” he stated, and my blood ran even hotter, so hot I felt like I had caught fever.
Dante and Rafael exchanged a look, the two of them seemingly communicating without words. Their gazes returned to me, their faces dark and full of hunger, their eyes flashing with a predatory gleam.
Then, Dante picked up the other belt.
I stiffened, a sudden sense of self-preservation washing over me, but just when I was about to roll away, Rafael’s hands descended down onto my shoulders. One of Dante’s hands settled down on my lower back too. Between the two of them, I was effectively pinned in place.
I drew in a shaky breath.
Here we go.
“Breathe, babygirl. This is going to hurt,” Rafael promised, and a second later, the belt came crashing down onto my bare ass. The impact stung, a thousand needles of fire pricking against my skin, and I gasped.
Fuck. He was right.
A line of fire burst over my bare flesh. I could feel the welt rising, intensifying, and I bit back a cry. Before I could brace myself, he landed another blow, and then another, each one right below the first. I tried to keep quiet, but I knew I wasn’t going to be able to for very long.
At most, I would be able to take a few more strokes gracefully. After that, all bets were off.
A soft gasp escaped me as the belt kissed my bare cheeks again, the subsequent flare of pain rising and falling more sharply than all the others. Then, it lashed the lower part of my ass, right where my cheeks met my thighs, and the blazing sting was so hot that I thought I might have been burned.
I was so overwhelmed that I almost cried out, but I couldn’t bite back the whimper that followed.
“I want to hear you, babygirl,” Rafael purred.
I wanted to defy him.
