Page 93 of High Stakes

Without warning, he hooks his hands under my ass and lifts me. I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist.

He turns with me, and walks down the steps, and deeper into the water. We keep moving until we reach the ladder, where he sits me on the top step. Owen swims after us and stands next to Tobias.

“Grab onto the rails,” Tobias orders.

I do as I’m told, and he lifts my legs over his shoulders, effectively lifting my ass out of the water, and exposing me to him. He lowers his head, and licks my slick seam, not at all concerned by the fact that I taste like a swimming pool.

Owen swims close, and puts his hands beneath my back, offering even more support so I can relax my grip on the railing while Tobias eats me out. He sucks my clit into his mouth, just as Owen leans close and sucks one nipple between his teeth.

I cry out, the over-stimulation completely taking over my brain as they pleasure me to the edge. Tobias pulls back and shifts the way he’s holding me just as I’m about to come, and then he smacks my spread pussy hard. I cry out and blink back tears at the shock of it.

He spanks me again and I whimper as tears fall. “What was that for?” I gasp out when he hits me a third time.

His response is to plunge three thick fingers into my aching core.

“To remind you that Owen and I are the only ones allowed to hurt you and get away with it.”

As if on cue, Owen bites down on my nipple and I scream, but it’s cut short by Tobias licking my stinging pussy with three fingers still buried deep.

He licks and sucks me until I’m on the edge again and I hear myself pleading for release.

This time, Tobias doesn’t stop.

“Look at me, while Tobias makes you come,” Owen demands.

I shift my gaze to his beautiful face and beg.

“Please let me come.”

“Do it, love. Come in his mouth like a good little slut.”

His words push me over, and I cry out, and squeeze my eyes shut as the orgasm rips through me.

Owen pinches my nipple hard, “Eyes on me, Bellamy.”

I force them open and stare at him as he lets my nipple go.

Tobias lifts his head and releases my legs.

He exchanges a glance with Owen, and the two men change places, so Tobias is holding me up in the water, and Owen stands between my legs. It’s sexy as fuck to see the two of them working together so well that they don’t even need words.

As if to emphasize Tobias’s earlier point, he smacks one thigh hard enough to leave a handprint, and then bends to kiss the stinging spot. My body comes alive with the pain, and I crave more. Crave the way it makes me feel. It’s more than just a turn-on, there’s a level of trust that comes with letting someone hurt you, knowing they won’t harm you or take advantage of what you’re allowing them to do.

And now I have two intense men who want to play with me this way. A few days ago, I might have trusted Owen just a little more. Today, I trust them equally, and I can’t imagine having one without the other.

It’s hard to believe that we’ll find a way to make it work, but I saw the looks on their faces before we got in the pool when they vowed to make it work, and I trust them.

Owen’s palm slams down on my other thigh, bringing me back to the moment, and I lift my hips in invitation. To spank me, fuck me, lick me, it’s an open-ended invite.

He opts for the first and smacks my throbbing cunt with his massive hand. It burns, and brings tears to my eyes, but his mouth is on me a second later, soothing the sting away, coaxing me to relax against Tobias’s arms.

“Tell Owen thank you for hurting you, vixen.”

My gaze widens, I’ve never had to thank him for giving me pain, before.

Tobias chuckles. “Do as you’re told.”

Owen stops licking me and looks at me expectantly.

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