Page 48 of Bad for Me

“You saved our lives, sweet thing,” Gavin whispered.

My stepfather released my hands to drag my gaze up to his with fingers wrapped firmly around my jaw.

“Last chance to get out, baby girl.”

I didn’t want out.

I wanted this.

I wantedthem.

“I’m in.”

6

For the secondtime that night, we ducked into the shower. My stepfather dropped to his knees in front of me and shoved my feet apart.

“I’ve been dreaming of this for fuckin’ years,” he muttered, and lifted one leg up over his shoulder. Gavin caught me before I overbalanced, and I wrapped my arms around his neck as my stepfather devoured me.

Gavin played with my breasts, pinching, pulling, slapping, pleased to discover that I loved it when he hurt me.

“Fuck, princess, you’re a slut for pain,” he whispered as he held my breasts up by my nipples, pulling hard enough it brought tears to my eyes, before dropping them and watching them bounce.

“For you,” I gasped as my stepfather tongued my clit back and forth in a rapid rhythm that didn’t leave me time to breathe before a climax erupted out of me.

Before I could catch my equilibrium, Gavin snatched me away from his father and turned me in his arms. He squeezed my ass, still sore from my spanking earlier, and my arousal made me knock-kneed and weak.

“Legs around my waist, princess,” he instructed as he lifted and held me against the wall. I obeyed and wrapped my arms around his neck, jumping into his arms.

I moaned as he lowered me on his cock, his piercing scraping against all the right places as he filled me.

My stepfather growled his disapproval and turned my stepbrother around with a hard grip on his shoulder, enclosing me between their hot, hard bodies. “Arms aroundmyneck, baby girl.”

The maneuver impaled me on Gavin’s cock, taking him deeper than I’d taken anyone before. “Oh my god,” I cried out.

“You can worship me anytime you want,” Gavin gritted out. “Fuck, you’re so goddamned tight, such a perfect slut for us.”

My stepfather slid a finger into my ass, and I squeaked with surprise.

“Feel good, baby girl?” he asked me.

“Doesn’t matter,” Gavin answered, snapping his hips and filling me again. “She’s going to take both of us like the good girl she desperately wants to be, aren’t you, you slutty little princess?”

“Yes,” I cried out, barely able to think, much less form a coherent response. I writhed on Gavin’s cock, imprisoned in his arms, as my stepfather lubed me up and stretched my ass, adding another finger and scissoring them inside me, the movement more intense than painful.

I need more. I need pressure. I needed movement. “Please,” I sobbed, trapped between them.

My stepfather’s cock pressed into my ass, hard and hot. “Push back against me,” he murmured in my ear as he breached the tight ring of muscle.

All rational thought left me as he worked his way in, until both men were seated firmly inside of me, impaling me between them on their cocks.

Gavin swore and tightened his grip on my ass.

My stepfather moved, pumping in and out of me once, and I howled with the intensity of the sensation.

“I can’t?—”

“You can,” he said.

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