“Yes,” Tomas hisses as he watches us.
“Keep those legs nice and wide for Tomas, sweetness. I want my man to make a mess of himself as he watches me make a mess of you.” Mateo growls as he begins to move inside of me.
My back is against his hard chest. One hand is resting on my hip holding me steady while the other hand is gripping my breast as he thrusts up into me, making me hum.
“That’s it, baby, just like that. Let Tomas hear how much you fucking love being filled by my cock.” Mateo curses.
And I do love it. The delicious burn he gives me as I spread myself around him.
My eyes fall back onto where Tomas is on the sofa, his dick in his hand, that tanned fist sliding over his silky skin as he watches his lover fuck me in front of him. This may not be for everyone, and I never thought it would be for me. But who wouldn’t want to be worshipped by two gorgeous Spanish men who love nothing more than to fuck you into oblivion and each other as well?
“Oh my god,” I call out as Mateo’s hand slides from my breasts to clit and starts teasing it. My pussy tightens around Mateo’s dick as the first flutters of my orgasm start to make their way over my body.
“That’s it, angel. Choke me.”
I will never get sick of the boys’ dirty mouths. It’s not the only thing I’ll miss when I leave in the morning. I’m worried about the world outside of their gates. I’ve been sheltered for so long from reality that I don’t know how I’m going to be able to function without the security of Mateo and Tomas.
I have to.
I will not let my past ruin these two men. I love them both so much that I can’t stay here knowing they are in harm’s way. As much as it’s going to kill me, and I know the boys are going to be so upset, it’s the right thing to do. When things settle down eventually, I’ll be able to come back home.
Home.
Such a strange concept to someone who doesn’t know who they really are. But being here with these two men, I know in my heart of hearts this is home. My home. That there is no other place for me but nestled between the two of them. Maybe one day they will understand why I did it. Why I had to leave. I just hope they don’t hate me.
“I’m close, so close.” I moan as Mateo continues to fuck me with every fiber of his body.
Tomas is getting close as his brows pull together, his teeth press into his tongue as he concentrates on finding his release.
“I’m not far behind you.” Mateo groans.
Another flick across my clit and I’m done for. Mateo sends me right over the edge and my pussy contracts around his dick.
“Fuck, Zoe,” he curses as he joins me over the edge.
“Fuck you both,” Tomas calls out, following not far behind us both as he releases onto his chest.
It takes us all a couple of moments to gather ourselves.
“I love you,” Mateo whispers in my ear.
My stomach drops hearing the happiness in his voice.I’m so sorry, I’m going to break your heart, Mateo.Turning around, I look up into those chocolate eyes. “I love you too,” I tell him before looking over at Tomas. “I love you too. I never thought I could be this happy.”
“I love you too, Zoe,” Tomas states, giving me a lopsided grin.
“We’re so happy we found you. Tomas and I never knew anything was missing in our life until you arrived. It’s as if someone up there knew what we needed and designed you especially for us both. Then delivered you to our gates.”
I tense because I now know it wasn’t anyone other than the devil who brought me here. The devil named Nikolai.
“Do Mateo’s words scare you?” Tomas asks, noticing my tension.
I can’t look at either of them. How can I confess to them that the Bratva’s top prostitute is the woman they fell in love with? I don’t want who I truly am to taint what we have together.
“What’s the matter?” Mateo asks as he picks me up off his lap and places me beside him on the couch. He quickly ties off his condom and throws it on the floor before grabbing his sweats and sliding them on.
I feel exposed sitting on the sofa naked while the two of them have redressed.
Tomas notices and hands me a blanket to wrap around me.