Page 101 of Pray for the Damned

He thrusts two fingers inside me, and I can’t escape his ministrations in the tight space. His touch is relentless as Kade strips, making sure he’s in my eyeline and I can’t drag my gaze off him.

The tattoos that cover his chest and back are a stark difference to his twin’s bare skin there, but I’m just as addicted to him. They’re everything I never knew I needed, and I’ll never take a day of our time together for granted.

Kade catches my eyes and smirks before stepping into the booth in front of me. His cock slips through the hole immediately, and I wrap my lips around the head without hesitation, tearing a groan from his throat. “Not wasting any time, naughty girl.”

Emmett’s fingers disappear, and a moment later, his hard length presses to my entrance. Almost as one, they push forward, filling me to the point I can’t tell where they end and I begin.

A soft mewl tears from my throat at the stretch, and I lose myself in their cocks. The hardness that pushes my jaw to its limits. The cock that slides against my G-spot with every thrust. It’s enough to send even the sanest of women to the brink of insanity.

“Fuck, Little Temptress,” Emmett grunts, slamming his cock forward to the hilt, and I cry out around Kade’s length. “Your pussy was sent from the fucking devil to drive men to their knees.”

“Lucky for us we’re the only two men who will ever feel her perfect cunt from here on out, isn’t it, brother?” Kade forces through gritted teeth.

“Touch your clit, Waverly. I’m too fucking close.” Emmett speeds up his thrusts, his control wavering as I do as I’m told.

I lift one hand and bring it to my stretched core, quickly finding the tight bundle of nerves and circling with unsteady movements. I’m so close to the edge I can almost taste my release.

I double down my effort on Kade, desperate for him to lose himself at the same time Emmett and I do, and it earns me a rough groan.

“Fuck, your mouth is so fuck hot, baby girl. Such a perfect whore for us.” His thrusts are hard, and I can’t help but gag around him as he slams into my throat over and over.

Between their roughness and the eyes I feel boring into my side, I tumble over the edge into the most blinding orgasm I’ve ever felt. My entire body trembles as pleasure rolls through every muscle in my body. I’m not sure how I stop myself from falling on my face, or how I manage to continue sucking Kade through his release, swallowing down his thick ropes of cum that leave an addictively salty taste on my tongue, or even how I register Emmett’s roar of release behind me.

It takes long seconds for my body to come back to earth, my breaths unsteady and labored. I’m about to collapse the moment their cocks leave my body, but somehow, I’m wrapped in strong arms and tugged from the booth.

“I’ve got you, Little Temptress,” Emmett murmurs against the shell of my ear. “Kade will be back in a second, he’s just putting the panel back in place.”

I force my eyes open to look up at him, confusion tugging at my exhausted mind. God, who knew an orgasm could take your ability to process rational thought?

“Your aftercare is just for our eyes, baby,” Kade says as he drops to the soft carpet beside us, his touch gentle as he brushes his fingers down my cheek.

“I love you,” I whisper.

“We love you too, baby girl.” Kade presses a kiss to my temple. “What do you think, little brother? Did you enjoy the glory hole confessional?”

Emmett chuckles. “Enough that I’m going to have to do some repenting of my own to make up for this sin.”

“Totally worth it,” Kade shoots back.

“Worth every single second,” he agrees, holding me tighter against his chest.

A few months ago, I never thought anyone could ever love me, but little did I know I had two men living in the shadows of my life that would eventually step into the light and give me the life I never dared to hope for.

EPILOGUE

WAVERLY

“You look beautiful, wife,” Emmett murmurs against the shell of my ear as we rock from side to side in the middle of the dance floor.

Our wedding was everything I ever dreamed it would be. Small and intimate, just a few people that mean the most to us, and so much love I can barely believe this is my life.

“Thank you, husband.”

I don’t know that I’ll ever get used to that word, and the fact I get to call two men that word is beyond my wildest dreams.

Where is Kade, anyway?

I look over my shoulder, searching the space for the other man that holds my heart.

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