Page 25 of Sweet Venom

I stutter out a shaky, "Yes," still unsure where this is going.

His hands slide down my waist, and I bite back my desire to moan at how his touch lights me up inside, setting every nerve ending on fire. No sooner do I close my eyes from the sensory overload of being on display with him buried deep inside me, than my moment is stolen. His hands grip my cheeks, and he spreads them wide, saying, "Her ass is just as good as her pussy–"

My fist slams into his chest hard. "No, that is not happening. Not him." I hit him again and rise up, but he stills my hands, easily capturing them with his own. Sebastian's silence is not lost on me. He has yet to respond with a taunt or otherwise. Once more, I struggle to get out of his grip, but the sound of a loafer clicking against the stone patio behind me puts every cell of my body on high alert. The sound is too close. He's too close. Is he actually considering this?

Before I can put any more focus on the man behind me, Ellis is in my ear, his lips skimming my lobe when he says, "You left because of him, and you came back for me, but I'm asking you to stay for us." His mouth finds my neck, where he gently places a kiss before pulling back to search my eyes. That's when his words from earlier crash into me like a ton of bricks. He meant this when he said, 'It's something I have to show you.' Ellis knew there was no way in hell I would entertain this conversation. It's been a crux in our relationship, something he's wanted to give me, and I refused because I don't need it. I have him, and that's enough.

Quickly, before this gets more embarrassing than it already is, I say, "Not him. I'll do it, but not him." If he's so hellbent on giving me a threesome, I'll do it, but I don't need to proposition his brother and my arch-nemesis to do it.

I shake my head and pull back, only to hear the metal clangs of the clasp of a belt unbuckling. Wait, Sebastian's going for this? I don't even get another moment to process before Ellis says, "Ass up, baby." The shock on my face must register, because Ellis starts in with the praise. Yes, shocker, a girl with daddy issues has a praise kink. "Be a good girl and show him how tight that ass is."

He pushes his cock into me, reminding me that he's still very much buried deep, and I struggle once more with my desire and my heart. Before I can settle on one, Sebastian's hands grip my cheeks hard, and it hits me. He's probably enjoying every fucking second of my squirming, but damn if I don't like his hands on me.

"Ride me slow." Ellis says, pulling my attention back to him and away from the man at my rear. I start to move, and as I do, my nipples graze his chest with each slow rock, and I bite my lip to stifle my moan. I don't want to share my rapture with Sebastian. The last thing I need is to give him more fuel to fan his flames of hate. I burn for him, but he doesn't need to know that. The promise of what's to come ignites a hunger I've buried deep, and my body starts to loosen. The euphoric sensations thrumming through my veins as two sets of hands explore my body is intoxicating.

"That's it. Soak my cock." Sebastian's hands leave my ass, and I immediately feel his loss. A pang of panic sets in as I consider maybe he changed his mind. But Ellis's mouth finds my breast, and he sucks my nipple hard, making my pussy clench him and the plug still in my ass.

"Mmm," rolls off my lips as the sound of our arousal permeates the air.

"Take me out. Get his dick wet." I rock back on him two more times, not wanting to release him, but I do because fuck if I don't want this.

The second his cock slips out, Sebastian's hand finds my lower back, guiding me back. I feel his tip nudge my entrance, and my eyes widen when I feel the cool metal ball of a piercing. Oh, fuck. My pussy automatically clenches. I've never been with a pierced man, and I never thought my first time would be with one in my ass. I bite my lip when he slides through my folds, dragging my wetness from front to back. He's rock-hard and every bit as thick as Ellis. Sebastian nudges the entrance of my pussy tauntingly, just as Ellis says, "You're so beautiful. Now put me back in."

I take his cock in my hand, eager for him to fill me once more, but this time, there's no slow riding. No, Sebastian pushes me forward immediately once I'm fully seated and pulls out the plug. I don't even have a chance to miss the sensation before his tip nudges my entrance. The cool metal balls of his piercing against my heated flesh instantly make my core clench. His hands find my hips, and he grips me hard, pulling me back onto his length. He's barely breached my rim, and I let out a whimper. I'm no stranger to ass play, and the plug more than readied me for him, but this entire experience feels too good.

As he pulls back to work himself back in, Ellis says, "Fuck baby, your pussy is squeezing me hard. You're doing so good."

Once he's fully seated, I stammer, "Oh fuck." It feels so damn good. I'm incredibly full and deliciously stretched by two men I've fantasized about. I want this with every ounce of my being, consequences be damned. I realize this could be the beginning of the end, but we are all here now. Sebastian has yet to say a word, but his stillness is everything. He's just as fucking turned on.

He starts the pace, gripping my hips hard, no doubt trying to leave yet another reminder of where he's been. My eyes find Ellis's as he lets his brother pump into my ass. He wanted this, and I can tell he has no regrets by the slack in his jaw. I close the mere inches that separate our mouths and take his lips in my hunger. My tongue dives deep, and he battles back with the same vigor. Our kiss either pisses Sebastian off or turns him on because he picks up the pace.

Ellis’s hands find my thighs, and his eyes lock on mine as he shoves up into me, meeting his brother’s thrusts.

“I can feel him inside you, baby. Tell me, is his piercing hitting that spot that makes you feel good the same way my tip is deliciously dragging over the g-spot in this tight pussy.”

I brace myself on my trembling arms as best I can as the euphoria racking my body from his words and new sensations threatens to steal my strength. I have a devil at my back and an angel at my front. Both are wholly consuming me in the best of ways. Each pulls at different parts of my heart, which has forever been divided by the darkness I’ve fought to push out and the light I’ve so desperately sought.

“She’s got a perfect fucking ass, brother. I know she’s choking your cock like she’s squeezing mine.”

Ellis’s big hands find my sensitive breasts, and he pushes them together before flicking his tongue over my erect nipples.

“I love watching your ass bounce while my cock disappears inside that ass, but having these tits sway and sucking on them to make that sweet pussy choke my dick is heaven.”

He then pulls one of my nipples into his mouth and sucks hard, and I know I won’t last. This is all too much.

"Fuck, baby. If you keep clenching my dick like that, I'm going to come." He hisses out as his hands move to my thighs.

I know I'm clenching Sebastian just as hard. I can feel it, and because he refuses to talk and I know he's playing mind games, I push back on him hard when he slows his pace. This push and pull between the two of them is driving me crazy. Ellis's praise and adoration and Sebastian's hate and rough handling have me on edge. Something about how Ellis's hands skim my thighs while Sebastian doubles down on my hips has me reeling. Ellis has always been in tune with my body. So, he sees the moment I start going over the edge and grabs my chin to say, "Eyes on me, baby. I want to watch you come on my dick with my brother's cock in your ass."

"Fuck, yes," I scream as the best orgasm I've ever had in my life takes root and sends me spiraling. Ellis lets out a string of expletives in Italian, and the next thing I know, both men are filling me up. I fall on top of Ellis, unable to hold my weight as the tremors rock my body. Ellis's lips are immediately on my shoulder, alternating between sweet words of praise and kisses. Sebastian promptly pulls out. My body is spent. The alcohol and the pleasure I endured steal every ounce of my energy, but my brain refuses to rest.

This wasn't planned, at least not by me, and Sebastian's quick exit, coupled with the fact that he said zero words the entire time, let me know this wasn't on his schedule, either. Damn it.

I shakily move to get off of Ellis in an effort to clear my head and sort through the million-and-one feelings battling for dominance, but Ellis holds me in place. "Stop, don't do that."

My feeble attempts are pathetic, but I can't help but feel it in the depths of my soul: this moment has irrevocably changed all of us. "Let me go. We shouldn't have done this. It was a mistake." I swat his chest, only succeeding in wasting more energy. Ellis had zero alcohol tonight. I will not win, but it doesn't stop me from trying.

"Stop fighting me," he says as I wrestle to get free of his arms, making zero progress.

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