Page 104 of Ruthless Kings of Obsession

I didn’t care about the rules anymore. I didn’t care about anything except this—us.

Here and now.

Bound by heat, hunger, and the undeniable pull of surrender.

The heat of Matteo’s body pressed against my back was impossible to ignore, his hands steadying me, grounding me as the tension in the air thickened. I felt his cock, slick from Ren’s mouth, brush against me, teasing, testing. My breath hitched, and I gripped Ren’s chest harder, as though holding on to him could keep me tethered in this whirlwind of sensations.

Matteo’s voice was low and deliberate, curling into my ear. “I’ll go slow, Eva. Tell me if it’s too much.”

I nodded, unable to form words, my body trembling as I braced myself for something so new, so foreign. When I first started this journey, when Matteo and Ren entered my life in ways I could never have anticipated, I didn’t think I’d end up here—caught between the man who once terrorized me by proxy and the one who used to be my escape. And yet, as Matteo eased forward, the head of his cock pressing gently against the place I’d never imagined exploring, I felt… safe.

“Breathe,” Matteo murmured, one of his hands sliding up to rest between my shoulders, his touch firm but calming. “You’re in control.”

I exhaled shakily, nodding again as I focused on the stretch, the burn, the sheer intimacy of what was happening. He moved so slowly, inch by inch, pausing whenever I tensed. Each pause gave me time to adjust, to process, and though it was overwhelming, I didn’t feel rushed. I felt cherished.

“It’s… a lot,” I managed, my voice breaking on a gasp as Matteo pushed in further.

Ren’s hands stroked soothing circles on my waist, his voice soft and reassuring. “You’re doing amazing, Eva. Just focus on what feels good.”

I glanced down at him, my lips curving into a shaky smile. “This is insane,” I said, half-laughing, half-moaning. “I mean, I’m—this is insane.”

Ren grinned up at me, his eyes warm despite the heat coursing between us. “It’s a good kind of insane.”

Matteo let out a low chuckle behind me, his breath hot against the back of my neck. “You’re crazy for letting this happen, Sweet Dynamite. But I’m not complaining.”

I wanted to respond, but the words melted into a gasp as Matteo slid deeper. The sensation was indescribable—too muchand yet exactly enough. I felt utterly, completely filled, their combined presence making me tremble with a mix of pleasure and disbelief. My mind swirled with thoughts: How did I end up here? Sandwiched between Ren and Matteo, the brother of the man who bullied and tormented me for years? It felt absurd, yet I couldn’t deny the exhilaration coursing through me.

“Keep going,” I whispered, my voice shaky but resolute. “I can take it.”

Matteo groaned, the sound vibrating against my back as he pushed the final inch. “You’re so fucking tight,” he muttered, his hands gripping my hips as though to anchor himself. “Tell me how it feels.”

I let out a soft moan, adjusting slightly as I exhaled. “Full,” I admitted, my cheeks flushing. “So… full.”

Ren tilted his head up, his lips brushing against my neck in a tender, grounding kiss. “You’re incredible,” he murmured. “Look at you, Eva. Taking both of us like this.”

A surge of pride and heat bloomed in my chest at his words. I had always been the girl who followed the rules, who played it safe. But here I was, embracing something I never thought I’d want, with two men who had become more than just players in my chaotic life. They were my balance, my chaos, and my calm.

“Move,” I said softly, testing the word as I rocked my hips slightly. Both of them groaned, the sound wrapping around me like a physical caress. “Slowly.”

They obeyed, their movements careful, deliberate, as though any sudden shift might shatter me. Matteo’s thrusts were shallow at first, syncing with Ren’s upward movements, the rhythm unhurried but devastatingly sensual. The friction, the stretch, the overwhelming fullness—it was almost too much, yet I craved more with every passing second.

I let out a choked moan, my nails digging into Ren’s chest as Matteo leaned forward, his lips brushing against my ear. “How does it feel, Eva?” he asked, his voice a low growl. “Tell me.”

“It’s—” I broke off, gasping as pleasure rippled through me. “It’s… so much. Too much, but—” I moaned as Ren shifted beneath me, his cock brushing against something devastating inside me. “It’s perfect. Don’t stop.”

They didn’t. Their movements grew more fluid, their rhythm guided by my gasps and moans. Every thrust sent a fresh wave of pleasure crashing through me, their combined intensity building an ache that felt almost unbearable. I had never felt so open, so exposed, yet I couldn’t bring myself to care. They moved as though they could read each other, their focus entirely on me, on my pleasure.

I tilted my head back, my breaths coming in short, ragged bursts. “God, I can’t—” My words broke off into a cry as the tension coiling low in my belly tightened further. “I’m so close.”

Matteo’s hand slid around to my front, his fingers finding the sensitive bundle of nerves between my thighs. “Come for us, Eva,” he murmured, his voice rough with restraint. “Show us how much you love this.”

His words sent me spiraling, the tension snapping as my orgasm ripped through me. I cried out, my body shaking as the waves of pleasure consumed me, the intensity leaving me breathless. Matteo’s movements faltered as he groaned, his grip on my hips tightening before he pulled out, his breath heavy against the back of my neck.

Ren held me steady, his hands firm on my waist as Matteo moved aside. “Easy,” Ren murmured, his voice soft as he helped me rise slightly, his cock sliding out of me with a slow, deliberate motion. I winced at the loss, my body trembling as I collapsed against his chest.

The three of us were silent for a moment, our breathing the only sound in the stillness of the gym. My head spun as I tried to process what had just happened, my body heavy with exhaustion and euphoria.

Ren broke the silence, his voice tinged with amusement. “How the hell did we not get caught?”

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