Page 61 of Devil's Riches

I nodded, heart pounding with anticipation.

Brad stepped up behind me and slid his arms around my hips, warm lips moving to the other side of my neck. A frantic little moan escaped my lips as he helped Nate get my dress off. Then they were on me, mouths and fingertips all over me, caressing, kissing, licking and groping until I was a mess of whimpers and mewls.

The temperature in the room skyrocketed as the two of them treated me like a toy, passing me back and forth between them as they tore at my bra and panties with rough, powerful hands. I was already so wet I could feel it dripping down my thighs, desperate for more than lips and hands.

Somehow we made it over to the giant bed, and Nate pushed me down onto my back before reaching between my legs to play with my clit. Brad stood by and watched, eyes lit with lust as he slid his boxers to the floor. Then he looked at Nate for a few seconds. An unspoken agreement seemed to pass between the two of them.

Brad stepped away to retrieve condoms and lube from the table. When he returned, I watched both men put the condoms on in front of me, jerking their cocks as I moaned and begged for them to touch me again.

They finally climbed onto the bed next to me and maneuvered me onto my hands and knees. Brad moved beneath me, one hand cupping my left breast, and then he moved his mouth up to suck on my stiff nipple.

At the same time, Nate moved behind me and teased me with the tip of his cock, brushing it over my soaked entrance. When he finally plunged inside, I let out a gasp and clung to Brad’s chest, fingernails digging into his skin. He reached between my legs and toyed with my clit as Nate fucked me from behind, pushing deeper inside me with each thrust.

“Oh, fuck,” I whimpered as I felt the first stirrings of an orgasm deep in my core.

Nate suddenly pulled out of me. I was so wet that it made an embarrassingly loud popping sound. “Ride him,” he ordered, lips grazing my ear.

He punctuated his words with a slap on my ass, making me gasp. I did as he commanded right away, lowering myself onto Brad’s cock and letting out a long moan as he filled me. He gripped my hips, holding me tightly as he thrust upward, and Nate pushed on my back until I was leaning forward again.

I felt something wet and cold rubbing over my ass. Then Nate’s cock was there, pressing against the tight entrance. “Is this okay?” he muttered against my ear.

I nodded. “Yes,” I said breathlessly.

I never thought I’d want anything near my ass ever again after what Greg did to me, but those painful memories were a million miles away now. I wanted Nate to take every last inch of me; wanted him to claim it as his.

I closed my eyes and groaned as he slowly slid all the way in.

Finally, I had both men inside me. They gave me a moment to adjust to the strange new sensation of being penetrated with two cocks, and then they started thrusting. Gasp after gasp escaped my lips as they found their rhythm, fucking me harder and faster with each moment that passed. I couldn’t believe how good it felt to have both holes filled and stretched at the same time.

My whimpers turned into cries, all of my nerves taut and ready for me to explode as I teetered on the edge. Then an orgasm finally crashed through me, making my body tremble like crazy as Nate and Brad continued to ravage me.

“God, you feel so fucking good,” one of them growled as I came. I was so high on the experience that I couldn’t even tell which one it was.

I screamed and begged for more. They gave me what I wanted, never stopping for a second. They twisted me around between them like I was nothing but a doll, fucking me into a crying mess, and they kept going and going, even when I was drenched with sweat and panting for breath. The pleasure was so intense and overwhelming that it drowned out any pain I felt from being so thoroughly used.

Eventually I lost count of my climaxes, too weary to even keep my head up. Nate and Brad seemed to sense that I was done, too weak to take any more, and they sped up their movements again, low groans letting me know they were almost there. I felt their cocks twitch inside me, and then it was finally over.

After they slid out of me, I rolled onto my back, thighs burning and sticky with sweat and juices. “Holy shit,” I murmured.

I couldn’t believe how fucking good it was. Couldn’t believe how confident I felt as both men looked down at me with admiring eyes, chests heaving as they caught their breath. I’d never felt this way before; never felt so powerful and dominant, even though I was the one who’d just been fucked six ways to Sunday.

Brad sat up, resting his weight on his elbows. “If I didn’t have plans for later, I’d be happy to stick around for round two,” he said, leaning down to kiss me on the cheek.

“That’s fine,” Nate said, hands claiming my breasts. “I want her all to myself for the rest of the night anyway.”

Brad grinned and stood up. “I’ll go and tell Victoria it’s done,” he said before dressing quickly and exiting the room.

I rested my tired muscles for a while, nestled in Nate’s arms. Then we both got up and took a shower together.

“You seemed to like that a lot,” Nate murmured against my ear as we stood beneath the hot spray.

I smiled. “I did. But not as much as I like it when it’s just me and—”

I was about to say ‘me and you’ when I realized how delusional that would sound. Nate and I weren’t a couple. We were just pretending to be one to get accepted into the Mayfair.

There it was again; that ugly thing coming to the surface. The thing I’d become so good at keeping buried over the last couple of days. When we were working on our plan, it was easy to pretend we were truly together, but the truth was that it was all an act to smooth over the tension between us for the time being.

We were tied together by our shared goals and nothing more. Our history was too hideous and twisted for anything else.

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