Page 133 of Heartless Heathens
“You can take me Romi. Can’t you?” he said far more gently than I thought he was ever capable of.
I nodded, focusing once again on Felix devouring me like a starving man who’d finally been given a meal.
“Lean forward,” Corvin whispered and I did, bracing against Felix while Corvin’s hand pushed against my low back and he slowly sank his way in through the tight barrier.
“Ahh,” I cried again, but the feeling of cold lube sliding between my cheeks caught me off guard, silencing me.
He pulled me back, hands firmly clutching my breasts while he lowered me onto him slowly, filling me up completely from behind. I panted heavily and sweat beaded at my temple while I fought to steady my breath.
“I need a minute.” I exhaled and Corvin pulled me back, the skin on my back stuck to his tattooed chest.
“Take all the time you need,” he said, looking down at me, squeezing my breasts tightly in his hands and eliciting a moan from me.
“Speak for yourself. Every minute I’m not inside her is agony.” Felix rumbled from below before wiping his mouth with the back of his arm.
He rose up over me like he wasn’t bothered by the fact that he was naked and three inches away from his brother. But I guess that wasn’t the wildest thing that was happening in this room right now. Corvin wrapped each arm under my knee and spread my legs open until I was completely vulnerable and at their mercy.
My cheeks flushed with so much heat I thought I would burn. My knees instinctively buckled to close, but Corvin chuckled an amused response.
“Ah- Ah- Ah, little lamb,” he warned, lifting me off of him just slightly so that he could sink down further and I gasped, clenching the arms of the chair tighter.
“Are you ready for me, Mina?” Felix asked, his hand wrapped around my chin to keep my gaze locked onto his.
I nodded, mumbling something incoherent when he crushed me with his body and his monstrously thick head pressed to my entrance. I whined, feeling the confusing need that came with being filled from behind when I still felt so empty inside.
And then he impaled me with a single thrust.
“Look how well you’re taking both of us,” Felix whispered the praise in my ear and Corvin’s hand gripped my neck once again from behind.
Holding, never squeezing.
“You were made for us, little lamb,” he said with a breathy voice.
Every moment that followed was like an out of body experience. A collection of sounds amplifying the feelings that rippled over every inch of my body. From their pained grunts of pleasure—as if every stroke, every thrust, was killing them as much as it was bringing me back to life—to the wet, carnal sounds of them entering and slamming against me with no abandon.
I forgot who I was.
I was an instrument for receiving pleasure and they were the demons who’d found me, who pried me open to reveal all of my secrets, my fantasies, before I’d even known what they were myself.
Every dream, every weird picture-like flash in my head was of them.
Of these men that crashed into my life and ripped it apart like the skin on an animal being flayed for leather.
They moved against each other, pulling out and thrusting at different speeds and winding up the coil buried deep in my core.
“Kiss me,” I begged Felix while squeezing my grip around his forearms, my nails cutting into his skin as I prepared for the incoming climax.
He ate up my screams as an earth-shattering orgasm burst out of me.
I shook in their hold and they continued to fill me up, moving at their own pace and using my body for their own need until they’d each found their release. Felix pulled out first and I trembled when he slid out from inside of me while Corvin’s arms were still binding my legs up and leaving me exposed.
He pulled out of me next and I winced at the strange and uncomfortable feeling of emptiness after being so inexplicably full. Felix tossed a towel underhand to Corvin, who caught it before it could slap me in the face. He dipped it between my thighs and gently dabbed away the cum that seeped out.
“Now fuck off Felix. You always get the morning snuggles,” Corvin said, crushing me into his arms and pulling me down onto the bed with him with a squeal.
Felix didn’t argue or rebuke, and I didn’t have the energy to keep my eyes open to figure out who would win. Corvin’s heavy hold was too comforting and soon I’d fallen into a deep sleep once again.
Iwokeup,mymouth parched and my throat dry.
