Page 120 of The Payback

He works his finger in and out of me, and I squirm on Dimitri, who encourages me through soft words, gentle touches, and praising kisses. Nik shifts his finger, working in and out, then slightly side to side, making space for a second finger, which he slides in when my body is ready.

Goosebumps break out over my skin, and Nik keeps a hand on my hip, helping me work myself on his fingers. In moments, I’m ready for the third finger, or his cock, or a toy, or something.

The urgency I feel building within me can’t be stopped.

“Nik! Fuck me. Fuck me, Daddy,” the words tumble from my lips unbidden and nonsensical, but they feel... right.

Nik pulls his fingers out and lands a slap on my ass. I moan, and my back arches, lifting my hips away from Dimitri’s cock. His hands are still around my upper arms, holding me steady.

There’s shifting between us, and when I look down, I see tattooed knuckles wrapped around my husband’s dick, angling it up so I can take him within me. The sight of Nik’s hand on another man’s cock sends a spiral of lust bolting through me. It feels forbidden and taboo, and while I know there’s nothing romantic between them, that they trust each other again enough to do this fills me with love.

I sink onto Dimitri, savouring the stretch after the attention was on my ass instead of my cunt. His cock is thick and hard as it slides against every centimetre of my channel.

I feel myself fluttering around him, unable to control the spasms. I rock my hips, fucking him and chasing my orgasm. Lust has soaked into every fibre of my being, and my body demands a release.

“Eleanor,” he says, warning in his tone.

“I can’t help it,” I say. “You feel too good.”

He shifts his hips, and I hold myself above him, steadying myself on my knees as he slams into me from below.

His thrusts are measured and controlled, somehow still hanging on to sanity amidst all this happening around us. Meanwhile, I feel like I’m on a roller coaster, just holding on for dear life as these two make every fantasy I never knew I had come true.

Again, I feel myself spiralling, my need coiling tight and low in my belly. And again, infuriatingly, Dimitri stops.

The sound that leaves me is unintelligible, and both of them soothe me with their hands and praises, but I hear the strain in their voices.

“Please don’t make me beg.” I fist the sheets beside Dimitri’s head, grappling for anything to make me feel in control.

Nik folds himself over my body, landing a kiss between my shoulder blades. “Never,” he vows. He pulls away, and his cock nudges at my entrance, my ass clenching again. “Breathe out for me and bear down. Come on, Ellie, you can do it,” he encourages.

I follow his instructions, and Dimitri fights to stay seated within me as I push to allow Nik in. He moans as he slides in, inch by glorious inch. Nik withdraws and pushes forward again, my body accepting more of him. My two unicorn cocks are fully seated, and I feel so blissed out and delirious with lust that I’m surprised I’m still conscious.

My breath whooshes out with every thrust forward, and when he’s fully in, they pause with their hips pressed against me, giving me time to adjust.I swear to fuck, if these two high-five at the end of this, I’m gonna kill Olivia and then them. No Eiffel Tower today. Maybe tomorrow.

As soon as the thought enters my head, it flies right back out again because Nik starts to move.

Dimitri moans beneath me, his breath expelling in a rasp. “Fuck, Nik, I can feel you.”

Nik just chuckles behind me, anchoring his hands on my hips. “Like the piercing, do you?”

He shifts his hips, and the new angle makes Dimitri and me groan.

“Yes, Nik!” I cry, my muscles going tense. My orgasm is just there, hovering out of reach. Dimitri moves his hips in tempo with Nik’s thrusts.

As one withdraws, the other pushes in, creating a continuous feeling of fullness. A push and pull as they work me over together, their hands on my body, their breath on my neck, and their attention on me, making me feel like the sexiest woman alive. One would have to be to bring both men to their knees, their devotion and worship unending.

“Now, Eleanor!” Dimitri orders, slipping his hand between us and pinching my clit between two fingers as he fucks into me from below.

Nik’s hand reaches for my throat, pulling me against his chest as he pounds me from behind. Dimitri takes advantage of the movement and lands a slap on my clit.

I scream as I come undone between them, my cum soaking Dimitri and the sheets below us. It feels like no other orgasm I’ve ever had—deeper somehow. The fullness, the emotional connection, the finality of it all washes over me as we swear ourselves to one another the only way we know how—the only way we can.

Nik buries himself inside me and comes in my ass, groaning loudly against my ear as he bites the lobe. The sting of pain makes me shiver as shockwaves pulse in my body.

Dimitri is still grinding into me from below as Nik finishes, his hips working as he holds my waist with his big palms.

“Good wife. You gonna give me one more?” he asks, his voice hoarse as he holds onto his control.

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