My breath caught in my throat as their words echoed in my mind. I wanted to resist them. I tried to maintain control and tell them that their manipulative tactics wouldn't work on me, but deep down, I knew they were right.
They knew exactly how to push my buttons.
They knew how to make me submit to their desires.
And most importantly, they were right about what went on behind closed doors. Although I might have ultimately been in control, and they would never take me without myconsent, they had a way of coaxing my deepest and most uncontrollable desires out of me. They did this effortlessly, time and time again, by tapping into the intense love and passion that burned between us like a blazing wildfire, impossible to extinguish.
“Your soul, Nerine,” Theo's voice was a low, seductive hiss in my ear.
Xander's lips brushed against my other ear. “Ours.”
My body responded, fire igniting deep inside, my pussy quivering and flooding with desire.
I matched their intense passion with an insatiable hunger, lifting my chin defiantly. I surrendered to the primal urges within me, yearning for their touch and their dominance over me.
"Claim me then," I demanded. "Take me."
Theo's eyes darkened with desire, and Xander released a low, dangerous growl.
They descended upon me like wolves pouncing on their prey, pushing me back onto the top of the desk. Their hands gripped my thighs, spreading them open and exposing me completely to them. With my legs splayed before them, they gazed down at me with heated intensity in their stormy eyes.
"Say it," Theo demanded, his hand landing on my pussy once again.
"Yes, Angel," Xander urged, his hand sliding up my thigh. "Let us hear you say it."
I hesitated for a moment before responding. "What does it matter what I say?"
"It matters because we said so," Theo replied firmly.
"Haveyou forgotten who you belong to?” Xander asked, his fingers tightening around my throat. “Do as we tell you, Angel."
"Make me," I challenged, locking eyes with Xander. "Prove I'm yours. As I said, claim me if I really belong to you."
"Why are you so fucking difficult?" Xander growled before claiming my lips in a fierce kiss.
His tongue intertwined with mine, and his fingertips pressed possessively into my neck. He pulled away briefly, only to be replaced by Theo, who kissed me just as passionately.
When Theo stepped away, he left me breathless and craving more. Xander reached for the sides of my panties.
I lifted my hips to help him slide them off, but he had other plans. With a swift tug, the lace fabric ripped away from my body, leaving me exposed between my stockings-clad thighs.
"You're the sexiest, most stubborn woman in the world," Xander growled, his eyes raking over my naked form.
Theo unclasped my bra skillfully and pushed the straps from my shoulders. My breasts spilled out into his palms. He squeezed and pinched the tips. The pleasure-filled pain was so delicious I couldn’t help but arch into his touch.
I gazed at my two beautiful lovers, the veil of anger lifting. The relentless resistance and stubbornness that typically coursed through my veins now felt harmless and weak.
Bare, vulnerable, and naked in front of them, my soul exposed as much as my body.
I met their gaze and slowly opened my legs wider, welcoming them into me eagerly.
I wanted them to know I needed them as much as they needed me.
The truth between us was undeniable now. We all belonged to each other equally. But as soon as the fabric separating our flesh fell away, my body belonged to them completely.
Xander shed his clothes quickly, and in seconds, his magnificent cock bobbed, throbbing and ready between us. My pussy clenched at the sight, the memory of the pleasure that beautiful cock could give me, leaving me quivering with anticipation.
“I need you now, Angel,” he growled, grabbing my hips and shoving his cock in deep and hard and fast. I cried out as he slid inside of me easily, my arousal leaving me soaking and quivering at his sudden piercing.