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But then he won’t say what a good girl I am.

Elyah lets go of my wrists and plucks my nipples, his movements lazy and his expression delighted. “Lilia is so beautiful when she’s about to be fucked.”

I moan at the sensation in my tender nipples and the firmer thrust of Konstantin’s finger. My whole body is turning to liquid.

“That’s perfect,malyshka. You stay nice and supple for me. Elyah’s got you.”

They both have me. I’m surrounded by their heat and strength. The scent of them is making my body go haywire. I need them to prove what kind of men they are. I need to feel it deep inside me.

I glance over my shoulder at Konstantin as he puts one knee up on the bed. He has his cock in his hand, and a moment later, I feel the press of something blunt against my ass. Smooth. But thick.

My eyes go wide and I stop breathing.

Elyah is there to stroke my face and throat.

“Soft and melting, Lilia. Just relax,” Konstantin murmurs.

When he talks at that pitch, his voice is both commanding and coaxing, and it works like magic on my body. Sex with these men is never hard. Everything else about them infuriates me.

But not the sex.

I moan and dip down onto my elbows as Konstantin’s cock stretches me slowly open. He fucks me in short, slow thrusts, and I let go of every thought except for how it feels. I don’t care about anything except for him getting deeper and deeper into my ass and giving me what I need.

“You are beautiful, Lilia. I wish you could see what I see.”

“Fuck, so do I,” Elyah groans. “How deep are you?”

“Five, six inches. She’s being so good, aren’t you,malyshka?”

I reach back and hold my ass with my hand, begging for more. Konstantin obliges by screwing me deeper. Every second of giving in feels like bliss, and my clit is pulsing even though no one is touching it.

“You will do as you’re told from now on. Who’s your master?”

“You are,” I moan breathlessly.

No one has ever told me that I’m good, or precious, or beloved. In this moment, I’m beloved.

Craved.

Everything.

I’m everything to Konstantin, and he’s everything to me as he fucks me, every ragged breath filled with desire. I’m everything to Elyah as he cradles me on his body. He works two fingers into my dripping pussy and thrusts them in and out of me.

“You need more,solnyshko.”

I don’t know what he means until I look down and see him unfastening his jeans, raising his hips to push them down. His cock is much thicker than two of his fingers and those already felt incredibly tight.

But I want him. I want the man who’s loved me to the point of insanity and back again.

“Please,” I breathe, my lips close to Elyah’s. My belly is pressed against his and there’s not much room to maneuver. But there is enough.

“Anything for you,” he murmurs, and Konstantin slows down his thrusts as Elyah finds my tight channel. In unison, they sink slowly into me.

I moan something incomprehensible that’s lost among their groans. I’ve never felt so good in my life. Elyah and Konstantin match each other’s paces, stretching me wider and deeper with every slow, delicious thrust of their hips.

“I’ve never felt anything so good before,” Elyah groans, holding on to my hips as he pounds up into me.

I open my mouth with a cry of pleasure, and someone cups my cheek. There are already two sets of hands on my body, and I know without opening my eyes who this is.

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