Page 9 of Not a Pawn

This Isn’t Right

Harlow

My body is humming. That can’t be right, can it? I know I set out to tease them just an hour ago but that was in theory. This is very much real. The cock digging into my ass is hard andI can’t help but push against him.

Sebastian’s eyes have darkened to an almost dark mahogany color, his pupils blown out as he watches his brother hold me. What in the ever-loving fuck is going on here? Julian wraps his hands around my upper arms, pulling them behind me and forcing my breasts out further.

“What a treat,” Sebastian murmurs as he peals the small triangles from my breasts and allows the large globes to fall free. “Such pretty nipples. I wondered if they would be big or small,” he says while twisting one.

“Ouch!” I cry out. “Stop!”

“Why should I? You wore these scraps to tempt me … us.”

“I’m sorry,” I say as a tear slips down my cheek.

I am so confused right now. My brain is yelling that this isn’t right, but my body is desperate for me to give in. I can only imagine the pleasure I will feel at the hands of these two men.

“Don’t be sorry, little one,” Julian whispers in my ear. “We were waiting for you to give us a sign or to come to us.”

“This isn’t a sign. I don’t want this,” I argue again even though a small moan accompanies the lie.

But my words fall on deaf ears. Sebastian places his palm flat on my chest and walks both his brother and myself backward. It’s only a few steps until Julian takes a seat on the edge of the bed and pulls me down onto his lap. His cock rubs against me, and I swear to everything that is holy I try to hold back my moan but fail miserably.

“Little one, I am going to enjoy stripping you of the notion that you don’t want us … this,” Sebastian says, rubbing his cock through his pants. “Before this day is through you will know who you belong to.”

“I will never belong to you!” I vow.

Both men chuckle.

“You already do,” Julian says, rolling his hips and forcinganother moan from me.

“I can see your wetness,” Sebastian says lowering to his knees. His finger ghost over my pussy through the fabric. “There is already a wet spot blooming here. Your slick is gathering, preparing you for us.”

“I can’t control my body’s reaction,” I argue, struggling against Julian’s hold. “You’re playing games, and I want no part of it.”

“No, Harlow,” Sebastian says, pushing the material aside to bear my sex to his gaze. “This isn’t a game. This is everything.”

Chapter Six

Now Or Never

Sebastian

I want to say I am a better man, but clearly I am not. I want to say I always respect a woman’s wishes and would never force myself on someone, but that would be a lie. In my hundred years of life, I have never done such a thing but today I will. Whether Harlow wants either or both of us is a moot point.

I will fuck her, breed her, mate her, and bind her to me for the rest of our days. And my brother will do the same. Falling to my knees, I stare at the wetness flowing from her pussy. The taste of her arousal has my eyes rolling back in my head when my tongue glides between the puffy lips of her perfectly waxed sex. My dragon roars in victory, already certain of our possession.

“Please let me go,” Harlow begs, her voice breathy as she lifts her hips, pushing her sex closer to my face.

Not for a second does the thought of letting her go cross my mind. Even with her words of protest, she spreads her thick thighs to allow me better access to her sex. I devour her, roaming my tongue from her asshole to her clit before sucking hard on the little nub. Her hips rotate in little circles, rubbing herself against my face and my brother’s cock, chasing the orgasm she swears she doesn’t want.

I spear her with two fingers, watching her face as she clamps down, her orgasm cresting and drowning her in pleasure. Julian releases her arms in favor of playing with her large tits, pinching her nipples, and sending little aftershocks through her system.

Standing, I watch her as she tries to catch her breath, palming my erection through my slacks once more.

“Our meeting will have to wait, brother,” I say to Julian with a smirk.

“Thank God,” he sighs in relief. “I didn’t want to go to that bullshit anyway.”

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