Page 188 of Unwrapping Deviance

I leave him impaled and crawl over him to take his mouth.

“Okay?” I ask him softly in between kisses.

He nods, but it’s tense. “Wasn’t expecting that.”

I kiss him harder. My arms snake around his neck and I flatten my chest against his.

“You did so good,” I whisper softly. “I’m so wet right now.”

He groans and slips his arms across my back. “Show me.”

Without breaking our lip-lock, I nudge my hips down and breach my opening with just his head. Just the head. I cradle him there as I reach across the cool sheets for the remote.

Biting back my grin, I level myself up. Brace myself with my hands on his chest. The tiny remote pinched between my fingers as I peer down into Christian’s face, not wanting to miss a second of his reaction when I hit the power button.

His entire body bows. The violent lunge drives his cock deep into my channel, making us both cry out as the little device in his ass hums up his shaft. I can almost feel the faint rock as it thrusts up inside him automatically while I ride his dick.

“Fuck ... fuck! Jesus ... fuck, Mira!” Christian roars as I match the second function increase.

I stop there.

I don’t want to use up all the fun in one shot. Besides, baby steps. I want him to enjoy his gift.

Gingerly, I tear off the blindfold and meet the swirling pits of hell blazing behind his eyes.

“Do you like it?” I pant, pumping my hips and watching his contorted face.

His fingers are digging purple flowers into my hips, driving me down harder as he’s getting fucked with the toy.

“Don’t. Fucking. Stop!” he snarls, lips curled back over his gritted teeth.

I love it.

Holy shit.

Seeing my baby lose his shit has my own climax rushing to meet me, but I’m not ready and I’m not ready for Christian to cum.

I slow the vibration but keep the thrusting to a two.

“Don’t cum!” I pant.

“Fuck, baby. I don’t think...” Gasping, he drops his head back on the pillow and squeezes his eyes shut tight enough that I’m sure it hurts.

I raise my head to the figure watching me. Always me. His eyes are weighted pits of raw pleasure taking me in as I fight my body’s need for release.

“Fuck my ass,” I plead, but I hear the demand in my tone and so does Daniel when he lifts his brow. “Please, Daddy,” I try again.

Over the last couple of years, I have come to really love the feeling of them in me together. It took several more attempts to fit them comfortably in both holes, but once I could without breaking down in tears, it’s all I want. All the fucking time. Neither seem bothered by my obsession. Even when I wake up at night, one or both are already reaching for me. Or, in some cases,already inside me. Those are my favorite. Waking up already stretched and filled by a thick cock while a tongue laps at my clit.

“Please,” I whimper again.

“Do it, goddamn it, Daniel. I don’t know how much longer I can hold off,” Christian snarls at his brother.

He seems to consider it a long moment and I’m ready to beg again when he moves to take his place behind me.

Heavy hands drop to my hips. I immediately drop across Christian’s chest, giving Daniel a clear path to drench my back entrance with the lube bottle I’d used for Christian’s toy.

I shiver at the cold liquid running down the center of my body, soaking the cock buried to the hilt and throbbing inside me.

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