Page 55 of Dirty Heirs

Before my men came, they let go of my hands and shifted places on the bed. I laid back as one of them gripped my ass and split me open with a tongue that slipped between my wet folds. I didn’t bother to look up because I knew it was Aiden. He was gentler than Sonny and took his time.

An intense sensation shot down my thighs, ripping a scream from my throat. “Oh, fuck.”

Lifting my hips, I forced him to shove his tongue deeper, needing to feel him everywhere.

As Aiden licked my pussy, Sonny rolled his tongue over my nipple. His strong hands palmed my breasts, massaging them as an earth-shattering orgasm swept over me like a hurricane. It started slow and built into a crescendo, taking me to the peak of my climax.

Aiden had three fingers inside me, spreading me open, preparing my body for what would come next. I rode out my orgasm, trying to ignore the cum shooting out of my body, knowing it was probably all over Aiden’s face. They both seemed turned on by it, so I didn’t let my mind wander. I lived in the moment, losing myself to the two gorgeous men worshiping me.

Until Aiden waltzed into my life, I had no one and nothing. I never lived a single day—only existed. With everyone else, I played a role. But with Aiden, I was truly free.

He never judged me.

So when they asked me which one would take my virginity, I knew it had to be him. It was always going to be Aiden.

“Condoms?” Aiden said to Sonny, wiping his mouth and cheek with his hand.

Sonny reached into the drawer beside the bed. He tossed condoms at Aiden, and he opened a foil packet, quickly rolling the rubber down his length.

He spread my legs wider and kneeled between them. “Are you okay?”

“Uh-huh,” I muttered.

He climbed on top of me, careful not to press all of his weight on me. “Use your words, baby. Talk to me.”

“I’m scared,” I admitted. “I’m afraid it’s going to hurt.”

“The pain won’t last long.” He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth, briefly slipping his tongue into my mouth. “Maybe the first few minutes.” Aiden cupped my cheek, his breath heating my lips. “If you relax, it won’t hurt as much. Can you do that for me, baby?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

Sonny rolled onto his side, his fingers trailing up my stomach and brushing over my nipple. “It will feel good, El. Promise.”

Aiden lined himself up at my entrance, rubbing the tip along my wet slit. As I prepared for the initial pinch, a raging case of nerves coursed through my body. I braced myself for the pain that every girl on the internet talked about. With a dick his size, I knew he would split me open. Even a more experienced girl would have trouble handling Aiden. He was at least nine or ten inches long and so thick.

As Sonny massaged my nipples and kissed my neck, Aiden inched into me. Slow and steady. He was maybe an inch or two into me, and my eyes fluttered from the pain.

“Oh God,” I cried out, my breathing speeding up, my heart slamming into my chest like a freight truck.

Holding my breath, I waited for him to keep moving. He stretched me out, rocking his hips to make room for himself. So, I tried to block out the pain as my body adapted to his size.

“Relax, baby.” Aiden’s thumb brushed my cheek. “I’m only a quarter of the way in.”

“Really?” I croaked.

“I have a big dick.” He smiled against my lips right before he kissed me. “Your body just needs time to adapt.” His hand fell to my hips, and he pushed another inch or two inside me. “That it’s, Cinders. You feel so fucking good.”

Sonny distracted me by kissing me upside down, reminding me of that scene from the first Spider-Man movie. It was a weird angle, but it worked. As our tongues did that familiar dance, I forgot about the stretching of my insides to accommodate Aiden, consumed by them.

Years ago, I would stare at Sonny from a distance. He was always so beautiful and unattainable. Even as a boy, he had a face that could stop traffic. All the girls were in love with him. People treated him differently because he was handsome and good at everything.

When he walked into a room, he was treated like a celebrity. That much hadn’t changed over the years. And as he kissed me, worshiping me like a goddess, I thought back to those days. To the times when I would have killed for a second of his time.

When our lips separated, I struggled to catch my breath. “Aiden,” I moaned, placing my hand on his sweaty chest. “Oh God. You feel so good.”

“Yeah?” Aiden sounded relieved and blew out a deep breath. “So do you, baby.” He buried his face in my neck and licked my skin. “You’re so tight. And wet. Fuck.” Aiden lifted his head and kissed me. “I could live inside you.”

Screams poured out of my mouth. Once again, I chased that newly familiar high, my legs trembling as adrenaline flooded my body. With my skin on fire and my heart beating faster, I rode out the waves of pleasure.

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