Page 23 of Velka Manor

“I love you, Bastian. There’s never been a time where I haven’t.”

He pulls back, a glorious smile stretching across his face, still a bit too wide to look entirely sane. I smile back, my eyes filling with tears at the joy on his face. I try to tell him again, to say it three more times like he did, but I lose my breath. Hands clasp my ass from behind, lifting me up, only to let me fall back on a hard, throbbing cock sinking inside me.

“Now that you two have said the forbidden words, it’s my turn,” Dorian rasps in my ear.

He forces my legs up, wrapping them around Bastian, letting him hold them up. I fall back onto his chest, his arms coming around to grab my breasts, his cock sliding through my slit, making me keen. There’s no resistance in my body, and he slides in so effortlessly, his hips snapping against my ass.

“Your cunt feels so fucking good, angel. My perfect little whore,” he grunts, pinching my nipples, his lips on my neck.

“Fuck, Dorian,” I cry, my arms flying behind my head to wrap around his neck. He sinks his teeth into my shoulder until I feelthe skin break, pain flaring alongside indescribable pleasure. Bastian watches us with a hooded gaze, letting go of one of my legs to pinch my clit.

“Yes,” I hiss, twisting my hands in Dorian’s hair, pulling as hard as I can. “Make me come, big brothers. Fuck me. Make me yours. Fill me up. Show me how much I belong to you.”

Dorian releases my shoulder from his teeth, small droplets of blood left behind on his lip. He yanks my head back, my scalp burning as his eyes flash with a beast-like hunger, the control he holds so dear gone. Excitement sparkles in my veins, tingles running all over my skin.

“You are mine, little sister. I don’t need to make you mine. You’ve always been so,” he snarls, pumping his hips faster.

“Prove it,” I say, tempting the monster. A dangerous game to play, but I cannot deny the thrill it gives me.

Bastian chuckles slowly, moving his thumb over my clit at a leisurely place. Dorian’s smirk widens, a feral gleam in his eyes. He tuts, shaking his head, but I feel his cock jump inside of me and a stutter in his movements. “My dark little angel. You’re going to regret that.”

He slips out of me, pushing on my back, making Bastian walk backwards until he falls onto the bed. Bas keeps his hands on my thighs, shuffling backwards until he’s laid flat, his interlocked hands resting behind his head. He smiles, giving me a wink, and I grin back.

I try to sit up, but Dorian is already there, pushing me back down. My cheek rests on Bastian’s chest, his heart beating rapidly under my ear. A cock pushes against my sex, and I sink down onto it, loving the fullness it gives me. Bastian grunts, moaning, his hands flying to my hips to still my movements. I frown, wiggling on the cock, feeling more stretched than I did before. Bastian moans again, his eyelashes fluttering as he bites his bottom lip. I realise that it’s him inside me, not Dorian.

“Rian?” I twist my head to check he’s okay, that I didn’t push it too far, but he fists my hair and keeps me still.

“Don’t move,” he orders, and both Bas and I go still. I check Bastian’s face, making sure everything’s okay, but he gives nothing away.

Warm liquid trails down my ass cheeks, making me jolt and squeal. A loud crack hits the air, and a searing pain forms on my left check, making my eyes sting.

“I said keep still,” Dorian barks.

I whimper, resting my head on Bastian’s chest again, letting the glorious glow of pain trickle through me. More liquid runs down my ass, and Dorian spreads it, fingers skimming around my hole. Bastian sucks in a breath and mutters a curse that has me curious what Dorian is doing to him.

I don’t get a chance to ask as Dorian’s fingers slowly fill my ass, twisting and turning, stretching me out. “Relax, angel,” he says softly. “Do you trust me?”

There isn’t a pause in my answer. “With everything that I have.”

He pauses in his movements, placing a kiss on my spine. “That is a gift I do not deserve but one I will treasure, angel.”

Tears fill my eyes, and I arch my back into his kiss on my spine, his fingers sinking deeper. He pauses there for a few seconds before stretching me again, adding another finger, making my breath stutter.

“That’s my good girl. You are both behaving so well for me.” He takes his fingers away, lining his cock up, and my body quivers. “You both belong to me. You are both mine, and I will protect you always.”

He pushes his cock inside, adding more warm liquid as he goes. I cry out on Bastian’s chest, feeling fuller than I ever have before.

“Holy fucking shit,” Bastian hisses. “I can feel you, Dorian. I can fucking feel your cock sliding against mine.”

I clench on both their cocks, make us all groan. The fact that they can feel each other makes it so much hotter.

“Looks like little sister likes that you can feel my cock, little brother,” Dorian says darkly. He pulls out only to sink back in, making Bastian and I cry out in pleasure. Dorian grabs my hair, lifting me up to whisper in my ear. “Would you like to me to fuck his ass while you watch?”

“Yes,” I say immediately as Bastian shouts, “No!”

I chuckle at his wide-eyed protest, making them groan again. “If she wants to watch one of us getting ass fucked, it will be my cock in yours,Rian.”

I don’t see what Dorian does, but Bastian scowls, shaking his head. He jolts forward, gripping Dorian around the throat, pulling us all down and onto him. He keeps his throat hold, jolting his hips, topping from the bottom as he fucks me. I twist my head to see Dorian turning red, but he doesn’t stop Bas.

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