Bound to Billionaires (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 2)

Oh God!

She was screaming into Scott’s kisses.

She could feel Eric’s sweet caresses in her hair and his fingertips on her clit.

Hot liquid dampened her thighs.

Scott didn’t move, didn’t breathe. He was a still as a statue.

She moved, couldn’t help but move.

Her body frayed at the very edges, and still the pressure went on. She’d dreamed of this, considered every possibility, every nuance, read every book she could get her hands on, but none of it could have prepared her for this.

From the corners of her mind, she was able to make out whispers, whispers to her from Scott and from Eric.

“Megan?” Scott’s gentle tone came just as her suffering began to subside.

“Breathe, little one. Holding your breath keeps the pain from releasing. Breathe.”

She nodded, keeping her eyes closed, and did as he’d suggested. Her discomfort lessened just as Eric had said it would. She’d never felt anything like this before. Words seemed to fall short of what was going on inside her body. She was forever changed. A threshold had been passed that she could never go back over.

As the sting softened even more, something new took its place, something unrelenting and urgent. She began to shake. Coherent thought was beyond her capacities at the moment.

She opened her eyes, and looked at Scott and Eric.

“She’s ready for more, now.” Eric looked at his brother and then at her. “Aren’t you, little one?”

She nodded and chewed on her lower lip, feeling so tiny and frail.

“Baby, you can’t imagine how much it means to me that I was your first.” The bead of sweat on Scott’s forehead told her he was holding back his monstrous lust with some effort.

“I want to feel more, Scott. Please.”

His lips turned up into a hungry grin, and then he began thrusting into her again and again. It still burned but it also stirred a whole new set of sensations she’d never experienced before. They came loaded to the brim with desire, desire to be filled more, to be possessed utterly, to be devastated completely.

“How does it feel, little one? Talk to us.”

“Ohhh. God. I feel him inside me,” she whispered, then wailed. “Deep. Yes. Really deep. God.”

Scott brushed his manly lips on her face and continued to plunge his cock into her pussy. Stroking her hair, Eric dotted her shoulders with gentle kisses, maintaining the press of his fingers on her clit.

“Close. I’m close,” Scott whispered against her lips. He thrust into her faster and faster, his lust clearly unleashed and unstoppable.

Eric sucked on her neck. “Come for us, little one. Feel the pleasure. None of us will ever forget tonight.”

Unimaginable heat exploded deep in her pussy, spreading out like wildfire through her belly, down her thighs. Her body was overcharged with orgasmic sensations multiplied one on top of another and another and another.

She screamed, melting into Scott’s assault, surrendering to his every lust, filling her every need.

More tingles. More shivers. Her climax didn’t seem to have an end.

“Fuuuck,” Scott shouted.

She could feel his cock pulsing inside her. Her pussy clenched, unclenched, and clenched again on his cock. Her back arched off the bed, and she tugged on their locks in a weak attempt to still her shivers. It didn’t work. They came wave after wave, crashing through every nerve, every cell a sea of pulverizing sensations.

Suddenly, Eric cried out. She turned and saw his hot stare on her, his hand on his cock, and his cum on his muscled chest and abdomen. Seeing Eric’s release and feeling Scott’s ignited another round of climactic trembles inside her.

Passionate tears of release streamed down her face. She felt like the whole world could fade into oblivion as long as she was with Eric and Scott. Whatever came her way, with them she could face anything.