Marco’s arm encircled my waist, and his hand dipped between my legs to roughly cup my sex. Another strangled shout caught in my throat as he applied pressure directly to my clit, forcing my back to arch so that my ass was offered up for more punishment. Mindlessly, I tried to grind against his palm, seeking more stimulation.
Fire lashed at my clit when he delivered a sharp, punitive slap directly to my pussy. A wet, wanton sound accompanied my harsh shriek. I was slick with desire for my men, and the warm sign of my arousal dripped over Marco’s fingers.
Joseph released a satisfied hum. “I do love it when she makes that sound.”
Marco’s growl of need rumbled through my body, vibrating low into my belly. “She’s creaming all over Daddy’s hand.”
Joseph chuckled. “Of course she is. Our girl loves her spankings.”
“Maybe a little too much.” Marco brushed my clit, and stars burst across my vision. He delivered a sharp bite to the shell of my ear. “This is supposed to be a punishment, princess.”
“I can’t help it,” I whimpered.
He pressed a doting kiss to my cheek. “I know you can’t, babygirl. Don’t fight it. I want you wet and ready for us.”
He removed his hand from my pussy, and I cried out at the loss. My cry quickly morphed into a harsh shout when he delivered four punitive swats to my bottom. Stinging heat bloomed on my skin, and as he continued to spank me, the warmth pressed deeper into my flesh. It reached my core, flooding my sex with sparkling tingles of sharp pleasure.
My head dropped back on a moan, and he stroked my enflamed skin.
“Good girl.” His praise warmed my insides, and I pushed into his touch, willing to accept more. He laughed and kissed my forehead. “It’s your Master’s turn now.”
He released my wrists and turned me to face Joseph. My mouth watered at the sight of his hard body, corded muscles rippling and rigid cock straining toward me. His gemstone eyes flared, and his jaw ticked with need. He pointed at the floor.
“Kneel.”
I was before him immediately, dropping to my knees and eagerly parting my lips. His fingers sank into my hair, tugging my head back sharply enough to light up my scalp with little pinging sparks of pain. My full awareness centered on him, and I stared up into his beautiful aquamarine eyes.
He gripped his shaft and pressed his cockhead to my lips. “Open. Take me deep.”
I relaxed in his domineering grip, loving the glide of his cock over my tongue and the salty hit of precum that painted my lips. He slid deep into my throat, and I took everything he gave me, surrendering completely to his will. All that mattered was giving him pleasure. His grunt of satisfaction warmed my insides, and a fresh wash of desire wet my lower lips.
As he slid out, allowing me to draw breath, Marco grasped my hand. He closed my fingers around his hard length, and I realized he was naked too. I was surrounded by their perfect, strong bodies, protected as I submitted fully, putting my trust in them.
Joseph stroked into my mouth, keeping me trapped in place with his tight grip on my hair. I cupped his balls with my free hand, caressing him in the way I knew he liked best. He hissed a curse and hit the back of my throat. His cock jerked in my mouth, so close to the point of release.
He pulled out with a growl and directed my face to Marco. I eagerly took him into my mouth and wrapped my fingers around Joseph’s slick shaft. Bliss rolled through me, drawing a shudder from my core. I reveled in pleasing them, in their power over me. My sex ached with need, and I settled into the intense pulsing of my clit, savoring the edge of painful pleasure.
Marco pulled out of my mouth on a feral snarl. “I’m going to come in your tight little pussy.” His hands closed around my waist, lifting me up so he could carry me toward the bed. He looked deep into my eyes, and I lost myself in his dark gaze. “On our wedding night, you’re going to stop taking birth control,” he informed me gruffly. “Then Joseph and I are going to fill you up with our cum. You’re going to have our baby, Ashlyn.”
My heart leapt, and my eyes stung. “You’re ready to start a family?”
Joseph crowded us, caressing my cheek. “We’re already a family, angel. But we’ll grow together. Are you ready for that?”
A joyful tear slipped down my face. “More than ready,” I vowed. My men were giving me everything I’d ever wanted, in ways I never could’ve imagined before meeting them. “You both make me so happy. I love you.” I kissed Joseph, then Marco.
“We love you too, princess.”
“I love you, angel.”
Joseph’s arms closed around me, and Marco handed me to him so that he could lay back on the bed. His powerful body stretched out before me, his hard cock waiting for me to sink onto him. Joseph shifted me in his grip, setting me down so that I straddled Marco’s hips. I tried to lower myself onto his shaft, but Joseph’s fingers flexed into my waist, restraining me. Slowly, he lowered me onto Marco’s cock. I groaned as he stretched me inch by delicious inch. I wanted to take him deeper, faster, but Joseph controlled my every move.
Marco gritted his teeth, and his hands gripped my ass. He didn’t try to hurry Joseph. Instead, he stared into my eyes, a wicked smirk tilting his lips as I grew increasingly desperate. My fingernails bit into his abs as I tried to cling to him. Joseph pulled me upward, slowly dragging me off Marco’s perfect cock and denying me what I wanted most.
“Please,” I begged. “I need you both. Please…”
“Give her what she wants, Joseph,” Marco commanded. “Our good girl has earned her reward.”
Joseph guided me down, and I released a moan of blissful relief when Marco was deep inside me, stretching me almost to the edge of pain. My inner muscles contracted around him, struggling to accommodate his size. He hissed in a breath.