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CHAPTER 14

Lucy

Perhaps it was my saucytone, or the way that I defied him. But I went from being sandwiched between the two brothers to being yanked underneath Marcus’ hard body. I felt every inch of him pressing into me. His minty breath washed over me, and I found myself leaning up for his kiss.

But to my surprise he pulled back just a fraction of an inch, teasing me with his closeness.

“You want a kiss?” His voice had dropped an octave and had an air of authority that made my stomach clench.

“You know I do!” I said through clenched teeth. “Just kiss me already, Marcus!”

His eyes glinted dangerously as he asked, “Who?”

I felt another twinge in my core and knew I was soaked.

“Please, Master,” I whispered huskily.

Henry grunted and growled in my ear. “Are you sure this is a good idea, Lucy?”

“I can take anything the two of you dish out,” I said with more bravado than was probably smart. But I was so turned on that I would have said anything for them to do something, anything.

“Put your hands above your head,” Henry ordered. “And don’t move them unless we tell you to.”

I rushed to do just as I was told, making sure to run my hands up Marcus’ sides and loving the way he hissed.

I felt a sharp pinch on my ass.

“Hey!”

Henry laughed. “You need to do as your told, no improvising.”

Marcus moved back, straddling my hips. I loved seeing him above me, with that look in his eyes. He wanted to devour me, and I was all for it. Slowly he began to unbutton my shirt. The tips of his fingers brushing my stomach and causing flurries of excitement to erupt in my stomach.

I looked over to see Henry clutching his long cock through his pants. I wanted to see it, to taste it. The thought made my mouth water.

Marcus followed my gaze. “Do you want to see his cock, Lucy?”

“Yes, Master, please.”

Henry’s eyes were intent on mine as he unzipped his pants. He was bare. All nine inches of thick heat filled his large palm. Henry stroked his length, eyes intent on me.

Marcus unfastened the front of my bra and my breasts spilled out.

“You are so fucking perfect,” Marcus growled as his hands moved to cup my heavy breasts.

“I’d like to fuck those tits,” Henry added.

I hadn’t ever seen anything like that, but I was certainly willing to give it a try. My nipples were tight and aching for their touch. My arms wobbled for the briefest of moments. I don’t know if I was about to reach out and touch Henry’s cock or pinch my own nipples, but it didn’t matter. The second that Marcus saw I was disobeying him he moved back and pulled the belt out from around his waist.

He fastened it around my wrists and attached it to the headboard. It wasn’t too tight and if I tried hard, I could get away. But it was enough to remind me that I wasn’t in charge of this situation. I was the pupil and my two naughty masters were the teachers.

“Let her taste you,” Marcus demanded as he began to remove his clothes.

Henry blinked in surprise but moved quickly to do as Marcus instructed.

His cock was shiny at the tip, and I longed to know what he tasted like. My tongue slipped out and when he moved close enough, I licked the tip.

Henry said a string of filthy words that only caused my pussy to clench with need. I took another swipe of his cock with my tongue.

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