Page 63 of Distorted Obsession

I cut her off, silencing her protests. If this is going to work, Eva needs to believe we can take her to highs the cutting never could—that the air she purposely deprives herself of until she loses consciousness will never provide her the escape we can. But only if she submits. None of this will work if she doesn’t come to uswillingly.

Releasing her lips, I gaze down as Cooper lifts her leg over his shoulder and slides two fingers into her dripping cunt.

The sound Eva makes is enough to make me want to push him out of the way and take his place. His smug, wolfish grin when our eyes meet tells me he knows it, too.

“Please… please… please,” she chants.

I quickly flick my attention to Eva, admiring the sight of her lost in the throes of lust.

“Fuck,” I groan when my cock jumps in my lounger pants, and I know she feels it. My suspicions are confirmed when her delectable ass grinds against my painfully hard dick. “Someone’s being naughty, I taunt, gripping her waist to stop her from moving. “We can’t have that, can we, Coop?”

He hums his agreement, and Eva curses, trying desperately to roll her hips. Sensing her actions, Cooper stops.

“Nooo… please,” she begs. “You can’t stop there… not now.”

“You know what needs to be done,” he states, swirling the tips of his fingers at her entrance. “You need to say the words, Eva, if you want this to continue.”

Grumbling in frustration, she sasses, “I can’t make that decision now. I need time to think.” Fire burns in her eyes as hergaze volleys between Cooper and me. “How can you both expect me to decide right n-n-n-o-owww?”

“That’s it, zzina l-m?????,” I smugly coax. “Give us your answer, and you’ll get to come until you lose your voice.

“I can’t,” she emphatically declares. “I just need?—”

Clasping her throat, I rasp, “— to say.Youonly need to speak the three-letter word, and then everything that haunts you will become ours to bear.”

I dip my chin, signalling for Cooper to start again. Then, I cup her breast with one hand as I glide the other down her stomach, past her pubic bone, only stopping when I find what I want—her clit.

Eva’s back bows as she screams. It’s a full-on assault now.

Cooper’s pistoning in and out of her pussy with two fingers from one hand while he pumps two digits into her ass, and I’m swirling my two fingertips over clit as I suck on her neck and fondle her breast.

The only sounds in this room are her moans, our grunts, and the slapping of skin.

I need to be in that pretty pussy. I internally kick myself for allowing my brother to go first.

The things we do in the name of brotherly love.

I growl with hunger at the scent of her arousal, doubling my I efforts, desperate for a taste. We’ve got to get her closer to the precipice—just far enough for her to tip over into our snare willingly.

Jealousy swells in my chest as I watch Cooper thrust a third finger inside her. “You want to taste her, don’t you, Colt?” my brother taunts, pumping to match the pace with his cadence. “You want to feel her juices dripping down your chin as you bury your face in her tight, wet pussy.”

“Ho-ly. Fuckkkk,” Eva bellows, her body tensing, and Coop’s stare meets mine.

I subtly shake my head—not yet.

Grinning, he pulls the three digits covered in her juices from her pussy and the two in her ass as he stands. Eva starts to protest, parting her lips in time for Cooper to shove his drenched fingers in her mouth. “Be a good bitch and suck,” he commands, and she whimpers.She fucking whimpers.

“You like it when we treat you like a sex doll?” I murmur in her ear.

Eva tries to speak around Cooper’s fingers, but whatever she’s trying to say melts into an erotic moan. The sound that fills the room is nearly enough for me to say fuck the goddamn contract and let’s just go for the gold. But she’s still not ready. Eva’s not broken or desperate enough. She still has avenues she can explore.

We need to demolish, or at least make her perceive that we’re her only way out.

Her whines for more spur me on.

I reposition myself, moving until I have better access to her tits. Then, I lower my head, wrap my lips around her nipple and tug. We’ll lose the home-court advantage if we allow her to be rational. She’ll have time to process and think of all the cons of accepting our deal. So, nope—there will be none of that shit.

Eva’s arm shoots up, and then she winds it around me, gripping the back of my neck to remain upright. I know I’ve successfully distracted her train of thought once I hear the sweet, sweet cry of victory. Cooper must also have started to tease her because her hips undulate, chasing her release.

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