Page 67 of The Queen's Vow (Ruthless Games 2)

FORTY-SIX

SEBASTIEN

“Spread your legs forme, my love,” I commanded Becca in a dark voice, my patience already stretched from waiting so long.

Behind two men, not just one.

Her eyes connected to mine, glassy and, fuck, she looked used and sore. It shocked me how I liked her that way. Vulnerable.

With every fraction of a second it took for her to lay back down, my hunger grew more and more. The ache between my legs felt more alive in this setting. This game where I could be someone else. Admittedly, in high school when Anthony watched us, I was someone else.

Maybe Becca was too. It’d felt so different. How could we not have known back then we were different? That we wanted something unconventional. Fuck, had we been open to it and invited Anthony in, maybe he’d have come to me about the deal his father made with Giovanni.

Would I have shared her back then? It would have been better than losing her those five years.

Anthony moved closer, stroking her cheek. “Be a good girl for us, angel.”

“I want you both inside me,” she said, strong and willful.

“That’s our plan,” I answered.

Anthony covered her with his body and the way she moaned, I knew the maniac just entered her without warning. Hearing her whimper when another man was inside her did things to me. Poured gasoline on an already raging fire.

I circled them like a tiger, looking down, watching. Waiting for her eyes to find me. She loved it when I watched her. “That’s enough, Anthony. Lift her up.”

His biceps bulged, the strength in him shocking me at times. He laid down, bringing Becca on top of him. His cock glistened, sliding in and out of her. God, she loved this.

I got down on my knees and fisted her hair to gently bring her neck up. “You’re fucking mine,” I growled.

“Always,” she whimpered and her mouth devoured me.

How she twisted her neck, I had no idea. My eyes trailed down her body, Anthony had her tits in his hands, fingering her nipples. His hips never slowed. The man was a machine.

“I’m gonna fuck your ass now. Me,” I panted against the shell of her ear. I turned her head back toward Anthony, wanting my invasion to be a surprise.

He pulled her down closer to his chest, and her ass lifted higher. What a perfect angle. I held my throbbing cock at her knot of nerves, drips of cum coating the ring. Fuck, why did that make me into such an animal?

I pushed the tip against her dark hole and Becca groaned, tensed against me which made her tighter. Which made it feel better for me. Anthony’s arms around Rebecca tugged at me, and made me briefly feel like an outsider.

I didn’t want that.

Every time we double penetrated her felt like the first time. So amazing. So erotic. So dirty. I eased into her puckered hole one inch at a time, the pleasure fucking with me. Why did this feel so good? As I buried myself deeper and deeper, Becca yelped.

Using my brutal strength, I leaned forward, my hands now on both sides of them, so it wasn’t just them and me. It was us.

Us. The three of us. My hips tilted and we got into a rhythm, Anthony and I fucking her at the same time. Two cocks making her mindless.

My balls already ached and searing heat crawled up my spine. It felt like forever without her and I wasn’t sure how long I’d last. I didn’t mind blowing my load early, she’d been so used by us. I didn’t want her to be sore.

Okay, maybe a little.

I pumped her tight asshole, my eyes skittering down my body, the planes of my abs rippling. She brought me back to life in so many ways. Her and Anthony.

Becca’s muscles began to quiver and clamp down on my cock.

“Yeah, fuck me,” Anthony groaned, kissing the side of her head, but looking right at me.

I gently tucked Becca’s head into his shoulder so I could kiss him too. God, that did it. His tongue in my mouth, my cock in her ass, feeling his dick go wild inside her.

Becca just mewled and twitched, meeting every hard thrust with her own swaying rhythm, keeping us as one.

It all felt like too much and I was ready to blow. But I held on. Kept my body suspended to soak in this euphoria. Looking carefully, I noticed scratch marks on Rebecca’s back. From me? From Gian? From Messina? Fuck, from Julian?

Damn, we all marked her. My cock throbbed to the point of agony, sweet pain like when I cut myself. With seconds to spare, Bastien the Bastard emerged and took over.

I pumped viciously. Like an animal. Cursing every hard thrust, knowing in a way I was hurting her. But I needed this. Needed to get all this anguish out of me. So we could start over. No one would ever take her away from me again.

Anthony’s cruel howling deepened to a sound I’d never heard. The explosion happened in my chest and I got even deeper as I pumped Becca with my seed.

“Fuck me, I feel that,” Anthony growled again. “Oh yeah. Oh, fuck yeah.”

He came too, and Becca gave one final yelp before she quivered around both our dicks.

I felt so damn powerful to make not one person, but two people come. The ones I loved. Something I never thought possible.

Thank. You. God.

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