Page 48 of Their Virgins Secret

Burke leaned over her body, capturing the opposite nipple between his teeth and tugging, preparing it for the bite of the clamp. He pulled on the nub, abrading it with his teeth, prodding it with his tongue. With a little groan, Burke lifted his head. Cole slipped the clamp on. She whimpered, the pressure brushed the edge of pain, but she felt. She finally felt, and her men had given her this gift.

Cole sat back on his heels, his cock jutting out, but he seemed utterly in control. His dark brooding had transformed into sexual need. Jessa was shocked at just how much that excited her. She hadn’t admitted how much seeing him shut down hurt her. Burke had been willing to fight, but she needed Cole, as well. And they seemed to need her, too.

“I can see her arousal from here. She’s ridiculously wet,” Cole said, his voice a deep groan as he palmed his cock.

Burke let his hand slide down her body, causing her to quiver. His fingers slipped over her clitoris. “Oh, she’s a dirty girl. She likes her nipples pinched, clamped, and tortured. ”

“Those clamps look perfect on her, like jewels. ” Cole flicked at one.

Jessa shuddered, the sensation flaring. Her nipples were engorged with blood. Cole pulled lightly on the chain that draped across the valley of her breasts. Jessa moaned as the clamp bit into her flesh with ruthless pressure. She looked down and saw that her nipples were turning a deep red. The silver clamps were pretty against her flesh. She whimpered.

“That’s right, baby,” Cole said, nudging the chain again. “That sound goes straight to my cock. ”

“Mine, too,” Burke chimed in, his fingers playing around her pussy. “I think our little Jessa wants the merciless Doms to hurt her a bit, take what we want from her. ”

“And we will,” Cole promised. “But not until I have what I want. ”

She didn’t like the sound of that. “I’m not going to promise you anything, Cole. If this is some power play to get me to do anything but have a little fun, then you should let me out now. ”

His eyes darkened. “I’ll settle for you begging for some cock today, Jessa. But don’t think for an instant that I won’t get what I want. You and me and Burke forever. You can fool yourself, but I won’t let you go. You had your chance. ”

She shook her head. “I just want the sex, Cole. ”

“Then you’ll beg for it. ” He held out a hand. “I need the last clamp, Burke. ”

Burke’s head came up. “You’re serious?”

“Yes. ”

Jessa felt her eyes go wide. She shivered. She was very aware of how vulnerable she was. They could do whatever they wanted. “I don’t have any more nipples, Cole. ”

Cole stared down at her pussy, his fingers taking the place of Burke’s. She whimpered as he teased her. She gasped when he took her clit between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed. “You have this. This belongs to us, the same way those nipples do. We want to decorate our prize. Give me the clamp. ”

Burke passed the little silver bauble to his brother, and Cole settled on his belly between her legs. This clamp also had a chain that Burke clipped to the chain on her nipples.

Cole pulled the petals of her labia apart, exposing her clitoris. He pulled the hood back. Jessa felt all of the blood in her body rush to that one tiny spot. Cole took a deep breath.

“You smell so good to me. ” He leaned down and touched her clit with his tongue. The chain that tied the clamps together was still in his hand, and it jerked when she moved, the pressure tightening ruthlessly on her nipples. The pain bit into her, heightening the pleasure of his tongue.

She squirmed as he slid the clamp over her sensitized clit. She needed him—touching her, inside of her. Both of them. This was what he’d meant. He meant to make her beg, and she was already on the verge. Her clit was throbbing, and when he leaned back down and swiped at it with his tongue, Jessa nearly came off the bed. Burke held her down, his hands molding to her curves.

“No, you stay still. You let him make you come. ”

He would do it. Oh, this wasn’t what she’d planned. She wanted him inside her, but he was going to do it his way. He was going to utterly undo her—on his terms.

Cole lashed at her clit, the pleasure stunning her into obedience. She wanted to tangle her hands in his hair. To force him to make her come. It was right there, just beyond her reach, but he kept his touch light and teasing, torturing her clit. She wanted to fight, to make him do what she needed, but he had her tied up and held down. She was spread for his pleasure, and all she could do was lay there, taking lash after lash of his tongue on her distended clit. Every press made her more sensitive. And the whole time Burke played with her nipples, making them flare with arousal, with need. She tried to wiggle away. It was overwhelming. Her heart felt like it would pound out of her chest. It was right there on the tip of her tongue to beg, exactly as he wanted.

Instead, she wiggled to make him stop. Cole slapped at her thigh and growled.

“No, fighting me. You can say your safe word or you can obey. ” His mouth came back. Little licks, long swipes all meant to keep her on the edge.

Jessa settled back, Burke’s arms a loving cage around her.

“Give him what he wants, sweetheart. God, I’m going to die if I can’t fuck you soon. I want you so badly. ”

She was going to die soon, too.

“Please, Cole. Please let me come. ” She couldn’t hold out another second.

---