Page 10 of The Best Man

I moan as Marcus fingers me, and my heart lurches when James says, “Sure.”

James unzips his pants and takes his cock out while Marcus plays with me. Marcus shifts positions so he’s still straddling me,but facing his brother, then he spreads me open. Air hits my pussy in places it shouldn’t, and Marcus says, “Have at it.”

I clutch at the bedding as James shoves into my waiting hole. I cry out at the brutal invasion. His cock is so thick it scrapes my walls as he pushes in, and maybe it’s the way Marcus held me open for him, but I feel so exposed. So vulnerable. So used.

Unconcerned for my comfort, James forces his cock deeper and groans. “Fuck, that’s some good pussy.”

I squeeze my eyes shut and clutch the pillow close, my body quivering as he wrecks my pussy. James is rougher than his brothers have been, slamming his huge cock into me like it’s a battering ram. It hurts to take him. My body rocks with every thrust, the force so violent I begin to feel nauseous.

“Please,” I cry, wanting it to stop.

But he doesn’t stop. He just pushes my thighs wider, grips my hips, and fucks me harder. He ignores my cries and forces my pussy down on his cock when it resists, and I hold on tight to the pillow and try not to come apart.

When he finally pulls out of me, it’s abrupt, and I’m spread open with my knees forced apart on the bed. My pussy throbs, pain radiating everywhere from the force of his fucking. I’m relieved it’s over. Tears slide down my cheeks as Marcus climbs off me.

Then he lifts my hips so my ass is up in the air, repositioning my legs under me since I can’t do it myself.

Wait. No.

“Time to take that ass,” James says with anticipation.

No, no, no. Please, anything but that.

Since I’m no longer rendered completely helpless by the cuffs, I muster what strength I can to get away from them. I no longer care if fleeing this room means my identity will be revealed. I no longer care if I get married tomorrow. This feels like an entirely different life than that one, and I just… I cannot take another cock. Especially not the one that was just in my pussy in my ass.

He’ll destroy me.

Maybe they’vealreadydestroyed me.

I have to get out of here.

My muscles are shaky but I’m already on my knees, so I get my hands under me and swiftly crawl away from the brothers so I can get off the bed.

“Where’s she going?” James asks, confused.

“Nowhere,” Marcus states, his tone cold enough to let me know I’ve disappointed him.

My tummy twists with guilt, and I have to curb the instinct to turn back.

Guilt?

Am I insane?

My mind is fracturing from being broken down and used the way I have been tonight. I’ve become a plaything to Marcus, and I was never meant to be that.

I have to get free.

I make a mad dash for the door, uncaring that escape will mean the utter collapse of my life.

Before I can reach it, Marcus grabs me from behind and drags me back to the bed.

“I don’t think she wants this,” James says warily, considering I am literally kicking and screaming.

“It’s part of it,” Marcus assures him with such easy authority, his brother believes him.

“Damn. You’ve been holding out on me, asshole. You’re going to have to give me the number to this escort service.”

Marcus chuckles and throws me down on the bed. He climbs on top of me and pins me down before I can get far.

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