Page 29 of Cruel Devotion

“What’re you up to?” His tone was amused.

“Nothing,” I hummed. Darius smacked his lips and rumbled beneath me.

“Bunny?” There was something in his tone that made me pause and look at him.

“You’re… perfect.” Approval. That’s what it was. His words felt like a slap. We’d gone from playful to heavy in a second. Years of knowing I wasn’t perfect, that I never could be, but having no choice but to strive for it anyway was the burden I carried.

“I am not,” I laughed bitterly. Withdrawing, I pulled my arm away.

Low growls filled the room and I tensed at the sound. It was too early to deal with the whiplash I got from these two. Ryder’s hands were on me and seconds later, I was flipped on my belly. My breasts squished against Darius’ chest as his cocks twitched against my rib cage. Ryder crawled between my legs, his knot hard against my cheeks. My abused pussy had the audacity to clench at the thought of morning sex on top of Darius.

“Good morning to you. I don’t speak horny wolf monster, can you explain what’s happening?” My fingers curled into fur as I stared into glowing eyes.

“Feisty,” Darius growled beneath me.

“Between the two of you, I think you’ve man-handled me enough. This isn’t how I want to start the day,” I huffed. I think the beast smiled as Ryder’s hands roamed down my back, over my cheek, and grazed over my pussy. Peering over my shoulder, I couldn’t help but want to see what he was doing. But a wet tongue dragged up my cheek, yanking my attention forward.

“Darius!” I squealed.

“You are perfect,” Ryder growled.

“Ryder,” I said, warning.

“Eloise,” he mocked as he nuzzled the side of my face that was wet with drool. Then a smack sounded and I moaned as pain hit my burned skin and jolted straight up to my clit.

He hit me.

Ryder really hit me.

And I want him to do it again.

“I didn’t hear you,” he rumbled behind me.

“I don’t remember you asking a question,” I sassed. The sound of another slap resounded, and I bit my lower lip. The sting against the burned flesh brought tears to my eyes and had my toes curling at the same time. He knew exactly what he was doing, and I couldn’t figure out if I wanted him to stop or keep going.

“Wasn’t a question, was it brother?” Ryder chuckled. A wet hard tip pressed against my sex. Dipping in and out. Dear gods. Arching my back, I lifted my ass, presenting myself, begging for more. Darius’ wet tongue lapped at my neck, and I needed him lower. Lifting up, my breasts bounced just above his face, and eyes locked on mine as he licked one.

“Good boy,” I rasped as Ryder continued teasing me with his tip. As he sped up, I clenched and oh-so-willingly gyrated against him. Needing more, more, more. It wasn’t enough. I chased that sweet bliss I knew he could give me. If I could just get a few more inches…

“No,” I whimpered as he withdrew, denying me what we both knew I needed.

“‘I am perfect.’ Say it,” Ryder whispered. His lips against my ear as a shiver ran through me.

“I am p-perfect.” Stumbling over the word that felt so wrong on my tongue.

As Darius switched to the other breast, he took his time licking it. Then stopped, burying his head between my breasts, he rumbled. Beneath my fingers I felt the vibration, and gasped as I realized Darius was purring for me. It was calming, and I felt like putty. Ryder groaned, his cock spearing in and out of me. My hips moved instantly, ready for him, ready for pleasure.

“Not good enough. Again.” Ryder’s voice wasn’t as firm as before. Liquid dropped on my back entrance, and my body shook as he rubbed it into my asshole before pushing it in with his thumb.

“I’m. Perfect.” I moaned between each thrust of his hips.

“You are. You’re perfect. And you like the idea of Darius tearing through his flesh, don’t you? You want to watch when he ends him.”

“I—ah,” I groaned as he pushed his thumb deeper as he worked his cock in and out of me.

“Are you going to cum for me?” Ryder taunted as he finally gave me every inch of his cock. Darius kept purring as I pushed back on Ryder.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I panted. Ryder rutted me, slamming into me as he lost himself. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I came. He cursed, fucking me through it. Filling me in the way they’d already trained me to crave. He thrust and I felt his hand behind me as he emptied himself.

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