Bound to Billionaires (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 2)

“Agreed.” Eric stepped out of his pants, which had been down around his ankles. His monstrous cock was straight up and glistening with her saliva. Then he removed the rest of his clothes in a flash. His ripped, muscled body was right in front of her. She wanted to reach out and touch him, but she didn’t, remembering the protocols they’d already taught her. “I’m ready to take her virginity.”

She wasn’t sure what he meant by that. Hadn’t Scott already done that the other night? Of course he had.

Scott laughed, his hands moving up and down her arms. “Our sub is confused.”

Eric smiled. “I asked you the other night if you had ever had anal sex. You told us you’d never had any kind of sex before. Well, tonight, I will be the first man to claim your pretty ass, little one.”

Her anxiety shot up.

She felt Scott’s lips on her ears. “Trust us, Megan. What color are you?”

They’d proven time and again they deserved her trust. She did trust them.

Though the tiniest of anxiety remained about what they were about to do to her, she said, “Green, Sirs. I’m green.”

They lifted her up together and placed her facedown on the bench that was bent in the middle. Her heartbeats raced in her chest as she felt Eric’s hands cup her ass.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Scott strip out of his clothes.

“Don’t move, little one.”

She felt Eric apply lubricant to her anus with his thick fingers. Scott went to the table with all the sex toys.

Scott came back with a purple dildo. “This will do fine.”

Did they mean to put that thing in her ass? It was too big, though it was a little smaller than either of their cocks were.

“Scott, cuff her wrists but leave her ankles alone.” Eric’s fingers circled the tight ring of her ass, continuing to apply more lube.

She trembled, worrying about what was about to come. Could she take a dildo into her ass and survive? What if she hated it? What then? Was that the kind of woman they needed? The old doubts bubbled to the surface, drowning her in worry.

“Agreed.” Scott placed the handcuffs on her wrists and then attached them to the rings on the bench. “I think a few spanks will get our baby out of her head.

“Absolutely on board with that idea.” Eric actually sounded eager. “Little one, do you trust us?”

“Yes, Sir.” Her clit began to throb but all she could think about was how in the world she would be able to take Eric’s monstrous cock in her ass.

She felt the sting of the first whack on her cheeks. It hadn’t come from an open hand but from something harder.

As if on cue, Scott placed the offending paddle in front of her face. It looked brutal and so very dangerous. “See this? Take a good look at this, sub.”

It was a wicked black and was terrifyingly big.

“This is going to help us get you out of your head so you can enjoy some real pleasure.”

Another whack landed on her ass, delivering a hot bite. Another fell on a different part of her bottom, and she started to shiver. Another came. And another. Whack. Whack. Her ass began to burn and she chewed on her lower lip, trying to hold back the tears that were pricking her eyes.

Eric patted her ass, reminding her what he intended to do. God, she wanted to be all he wanted her to be, but she just wasn’t sure it was possible, despite what her treasured books told her.

“Still in her head,” Scott said.

“I know.” Eric tugged on her hair. “Color?”

“Green, Sirs,” she panted out.

Rapid-fire blows from Eric’s open hand rained down on her ass. Spank. Spank. Spank.

Her doubts scampered away, leaving only the hot sensations emanating from the devastating stings on her ass into her belly and down her thighs.