“I’m going to fuck your throat and you’re going to take it like the perfect slut you are, right?”
My cock is hard and leaking against my thigh, but I do my best to ignore it. “Yes,” I say, swallowing.
Levi grins and pulls out his half-hard cock from his shorts. I look up at him, holding the base in a tight fist before wrapping my lips around him. He’s long and it takes a bit of adjustment to get him deep. He lets out a quiet hiss when I sink, pulling off slowly and leaving a glinting sheen of saliva.
“Uh, no hands, baby,” he chides, slapping my hand away gently before gripping the back of my head to keep me in place. I ball my fists just as he slams into my mouth with a hard thrust. I breathe through it, spit dripping down my chin. Levi’s pace is relentless. I feel him at the top of my throat, tears dancing in my eyes at an unrelenting pace. When I look up at him, my heart does a little flip because his lips are slightly parted, and his eyes are filled with burning desire. He looks just as ruined as I feel.
“So good for me,” he says quietly, eyes burning. “Look how well you take me, Kai. It’s like your mouth was made just for me.”
I keep my eyes trained on him despite the tears staining my cheeks mixing with the saliva that drips down my chin to my throat. When I taste the saltiness of his precum dancing on my tongue, I swirl my tongue, and Levi grips my hair tighter in response.
“You want me to come down your throat?” he asks.
I can barely move my head, so I hope my eyes let him know everything I’m thinking. I want to taste him, but I am desperate to have him inside me first.
Just then, Cole reappears, an open bottle of champagne in his hand. He kisses Levi’s neck from behind, eyes trained on me. Levi slows down his pace, his free hand curling behind to hold Cole’s head. He looks sinfully hot like this, tattoos rippling as he lets out a loud moan. He tips his head back into Cole, his eyes rolling back for a second before he looks down at me again with a smile.
“As much as I’d love to feed you my come, I think I want to fuck you first,” Levi says.
My eyes are blurry with tears as I try to catch my breath and get on my feet, my knees protesting from kneeling too long.
“Open your mouth, princess,” Cole says before taking a quick swig of champagne from the bottle.
I barely have time to think when he holds the nape of my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. Citrusy bubbles spill into my mouth, and Cole deepens the kiss, exploring my mouth as my hands claw at his back, drips of champagne dribbling down my neck.
“Fuck, you’re in so much trouble tonight, baby,” Levi laughs.
Purple bruises line my skin and theirs. My nails and teeth have done damage to both their torsos and necks. I’m hazy from champagne and intense sex, but I feel good like I don’t have to worry about a single thing. I belong to them as much as they belong to me and tonight, I want to make sure they know it.
“You were desperate to get fucked by both of us, weren’t you?” Levi looms above me, running his thumb over my lips.
We’re back in the bedroom and the air is filled with heady desire. My thighs ache, and my dick is so hard it almost hurts. Every inch of me feels like it’s on fire and the idea of both of them inside me at the same time has me seeing stars before anything has even happened. But I prepped myself for this. I want it more than I’ve wanted anything before.
“Please.” My voice is breathy and whiny, but I don’t care. “Please, please fuck me.”
Levi laughs, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “God, I love it when you beg.”
He moves me over to straddle him and I don’t feel like waiting, I grip his cock and sink on it slowly, letting out a moan, not caring how loud I am. It just feels good to be so full.
“Jesus, Kai,” Levi hisses, holding onto my hips as I bottom out.
Behind me, Cole curls an arm around my middle and gently kisses my neck. “You’re okay?” he asks against the shell of my ear. Goosebumps travel up my skin, but I nod, moving to adjust to the length of Levi inside me. “What’s your safe word?”
“Vanilla,” I whisper.
“If it’s too much, you’ll use it,” Cole says firmly. “We don’t want to hurt you.”
I glance at him and smile. “But I want it to hurt.”
He huffs out a laugh, shaking his head. “Slut,” he murmurs. “Lean forward for me.”
I follow instructions, leaning forward and kissing Levi. Cole runs a finger cover in lube against my hole before sinking in. I wince at the cold but it’s not too bad a stretch. He moves to two fingers then three and this time I feel the burn. Levi keeps his hand on my cheek, kissing me, distracting me.
“You’re so beautiful, all spread out, baby. No one else gets to see you like this, all ruined and desperate to be filled.”
I shudder, whimpering into Levi’s mouth. Suddenly, Cole withdraws his fingers, and I know what comes next, the sweet burn of his dick entering me. I’m sweating as I feel his tip align with my entrance, already crowded with Levi. I let out a choked whimper when he slides in, the burn forcing tears to spring from my eyes.
“You’re okay,” Levi whispers peppering kisses all over my lips, my eyes, my nose.