Page 66 of Tied to Hope
They wanted her.
Brie watched with bated breath as the two stripped in front of her, showing off their rigid cocks. Based on the hardness of their erections, whatever they were planning had both men seriously turned on.
She watched as Sir picked up a tube of lubricant and liberally covered his cock with it. After wiping his hands, he threw the towel on the floor and stared at her. The wildness in his eyes made Brie shiver.
Climbing onto the bed with the grace and focus of a predatory cat, he came to claim her.
But the instant he started to spread her legs, she remembered her role and balked, trying to escape. Sir was ready for it and held her down firmly as he positioned himself between her legs.
Brie liked the sexy thrill of being forcefully taken and struggled even more so that his grip became even tighter.
She fully expected Sir would force his cock into her ass, but he surprised her by thrusting into her pussy. She cried out, taking the full length of his cock in that first stroke.
Sir looked down at her possessively, his gaze captivating her as he claimed his young virgin. Brie threw her head back, giving in to his lust, her pussyneedinghis forceful possession.
She screamed out in passion when he started fucking her hard and deep. She’d expected he would start out slow, but Sir was challenging her body with forceful strokes—and she loved every minute of it.
Brie was already on the edge, feeling the telltale signs of an impending orgasm as he rammed his cock repeatedly against her swollen clit as he fucked her. When he commanded she open her eyes and she met his gaze, she felt a jolt of electricity pass between them. Coming a second time, she whimpered in pleasure.
Sir groaned with satisfaction as her pussy milked his shaft with a powerful orgasm.
Overcome by the intensity of it, Brie lay there panting. She was surprised when Sir wrapped his arm around her, rolling over so she was now on top. She looked down at him, tempted to grind her sensitive pussy against his hard cock even though she was supposed to be playing the part of a virgin.
She suddenly felt Rytsar’s hands on her as he repositioned her on Sir’s shaft so that she was facing away, in a reverse cowgirl position.
Rytsar moved off the bed, his eyes laser-focused on her as he grabbed the tube of lubricant and coated his shaft with it. He wore a mischievous smile.
Brie watched in breathless anticipation, wondering what he was about to do.
Wiping off his hands, he tossed the towel with a low chuckle. There was no doubting that he had wicked intentions.
“Radost moya…” he said huskily as he climbed onto the bed.
Brie felt Sir’s hands pulling her backward. She slowly laid back, her back resting against Sir’s chest with her legs wide open.
Rytsar settled between her legs and began petting Brie’s slick pussy and teasing her clit, with Sir’s cock inside her. Before she knew it, he had her hips bucking as her pussy gushed with watery come.
He licked his finger with a satisfied grunt.
Changing his position, Rytsar stared at her lustfully as he pressed the head of his shaft against her opening, demanding access.
Brie gasped and shook her head.
He nodded slowly.
Brie now understood the reason Sir had coated his shaft in lubricant. They wanted her to take them both at the same time, claiming a part of her that she hadn’t expected to give them—like the innocent in her fantasy.
Her nipples contracted into tight buds out of genuine fear. “I can’t…”
The gripping fear she felt now was reminiscent of her first scene with Rytsar, only this time, what they were asking of her was so much greater.
Not a man to take no for an answer, Rytsar leaned forward, sucking on one of her nipples as he gazed up at her, his blue eyes burning with desire.
Brie knew this was her decision. She could call out her safeword and end this now, or she could give in to their desire.
For a submissive, there was something powerful in giving away a part of herself she’d never given before.
This is my gift to them.
