Page 37 of Contrition

That shouldn’t have been so hot.

Something was definitely wrong with me.

My therapist was about to have an absolute field day with me.

My mother was going to behead me.

Fuck it.

“That’s a true statement,” Theo continued as he pumped in and out of me continuously, only to look back down at me. I already knew that I was a mess, and the drool that was seeping out of my mouth was only making that worse. He leant down to whisper in my ear. “Would you like that, princess? Being filled to the brim? To just be used as an absolute toy for us, even while we make you take one, too?”

My pussy clenching around him was enough of an answer.

Fuck yes.

“Ugh, yes. Good girl. We can do that one day.”

I nodded my head as my eyes rolled. He had only increased his tempo, and I swore I had started to see stars as he kept going. I was going to finish without him even touching my clit, just from his dominance and both of them egging me on, and I didn’t know if that had ever happened to me before.

Being silenced somehow sucked and was so unbelievably hot at the exact same time.

“Believe me, I’m never letting you walk away from us ever again, princess. You are ours. Our girl. Our toy. You can stay married to that man, to my brother, but it’s my cock in your pussy right now. Don’t forget that. You belong to us.”

Fire licked up my spine.

The sound of Zack’s hand slapping down on his own cock only heightened everything.

Fucking hell.

I whimpered against his hand and grabbed onto his forearm forcefully as a warning. I knew he wasn’t going to let me talk until one of us had finished. He smiled down at me ruefully. “Fuck yeah. You gonna come for me, princess? You gonna try and make me lose that bet by milking it out of me?”

I tried speaking around his hand for the first time, even if it came out choked and muffled. “Please!”

His blue eyes rolled back. “Go on, then. Come for me. Come on my cock. See if you can break me.”

The bet was nowhere on my mind at that point as my pussy spasmed around him. I threw my head back onto the mattress as my back arched, only to make eye contact with Zack next. His own head was thrown back, his legs spread wide, as he stroked himself to finish, too. He growled out his words. “I’ll come if you do, pretty girl. I’ll make a mess in my lap while he fucks you. Come on. I’m right fucking there, too. Come with me.”

That was all I needed.

My eyes slammed shut as I screamed against Theo’s hand.

White lightning nearly filled my vision as I spasmed around him and thrashed against the bed. It was somehow too much and not enough, all at the exact same time. And I knew without even having to open my eyes that Zack was falling over the cliff with me, based on his moans and curses.

“Jesus fucking Christ. Damn you both. I’m the only one not allowed to come? There has to be something wrong with that rule.”

My legs shook as response as he kept fucking me.

Railing me, actually.

Finally, his hand left my mouth, only to travel to my hair. I whimpered as he petted my head softly, just to grip it harder. And yet, he never stopped thrusting. “What’s the time, Zack?”

Zack took a second to respond, and I tilted my head back, fighting Theo’s hold on my hair in doing so. My aching moans followed in my wake as I saw him rubbing his own mess into his cock—forcing himself to stay hard. Finally, he looked at the clock, and smiled at us both. “10:30 on the dot.”

Like Zack’s answer was the final snap of his control, Theo’s voice turned into a whimper. “Fuck it. I’m not done. I’m not done until I cum in your fucking wife. God, I want to fill her up.”

“Oh my Godddd,” I whined. I wanted to come again just from his words alone.

“Go on. Breed our girl. Cum in her pussy so you have lube to fuck her ass next,” Zack said, and I watched as he stood up, cum smeared all over his cock, before he walked towards us. And like the feral woman I was—I only stuck my hand out for him. “You won your little bet. It’s our turn to really see how much she’s willing to do for us.”

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