Page 55 of Their Tracked Obsession

My eyes snapped open, and my mouth went dry. Both men were fully dressed, with their suit jackets discarded to the side and their sleeves rolled up. Each still had their mask on, covering the upper half of their faces. Neither one stroked their dick like I had pictured in my head. Sin’s and Saint’s massive shafts bulged for attention inside their pants.

I swallowed.

My God. I had the most fucking sexy fiancés this world had to offer. I was one lucky goddamn girl.

Between them was an enormous, beautiful crystal tower mounted on the floor. The crystal piece pointed up to the ceiling. The perfectly smooth surface of the clear quartz sparkled with different colors, which gave off energy out of this world. The atmosphere shifted, and a coolness coated the air.

“My gift?” I pointed at the tower.

“Yes,” Sin replied.

I stepped closer. “It’s beautiful.”

“The crystal will be a gorgeous sight between those pretty thighs,” Saint said.

I halted.

“Don’t stop now, Liv.” Sin crooked a finger at me. “Come on. Ride the crystal for us, sweetheart.”

I gulped the lump in my throat and pointed. “You want me to get on that thing?”

“No. We want you to sit,” Sin commanded as he tilted his head and grinned at me. “Fuck it. Drench the goddamn crystal until the floor is slick underneath. We could fall. Break our fucking necks and die happy men.”

“Go on, darling. Sit.” Saint gave one curt nod toward the tower. “Show us how good you are at pleasuring yourself.”

I blinked. Once. Twice.

“Look at me,” Sin ordered and locked eyes with mine. “This is all for you, Liv. Our gift to you.”

I glanced from one man to the other, hesitating. The crystal was huge! My phantoms wanted me to penetrate myself on the massive stone and bring ecstasy convulsing through my body.

I wandered forward, curious if I could go through with this, but eager to try. The slickness between my thighs was ready. My men had made sure I was soaking wet to receive the present awaiting me. The moment of truth came closer, nearer with each step I took, and I shuddered straight down to my toes.

I stopped in front of the crystal.

I questioned, “What if I can’t do this?”

“You can,” Saint replied.

“You will.” Sin flicked his tongue off the roof of his mouth. “Mount the tip.”

I lifted my leg and parted my lips. The point grazed my entrance. Oh, fuck.

“Excellent,” Saint encouraged me. “Don’t stop. Dip it in your wet pussy.”

I positioned the point at the perfect angle and slightly bent my knees. The tip went in. I released a shaky breath.

“Keep going, sweetheart…” Sin watched me through clenched teeth. “Oh, yes, swallow the top.”

The crystal went in more. My mouth went wide, my eyes even wider as the tower stretched me, and my sensations went wild. Extreme pleasure mixed with tormenting pain.

I touched myself.

“Sweet, goddamn, Jesus, darling.” Saint touched the crotch of his pants. “Look at you go.”

“That’s fucking right, Liv,” Sin hissed while he bit his lip. “Play with yourself.”

I moaned. My fingers drew circles around my clit, which brought me immense pleasure, and I took the crystal further. Inch by inch, I let myself fall, and my cunt clenched around the smooth quartz. Until I moved back up, and I rode the tip.