Bound to Billionaires (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 2)

She was so hot, on fire even, her ache expanding and stretching. She closed her eyes and the tears fell. Manly lips touched her mouth and she opened her eyes and saw Scott’s brown beauties staring back at her.

Eric sent his fingers into her ass and she gasped. She could feel her pussy dampening, spilling her cream on the bench. Her clit throbbed and she writhed under Eric’s finger assault into her ass. He stretched her with more thrusts, adding another finger to his work.

Her breathing became labored, every nerve ending in her body firing. She wanted to prove she could do this, wanted to prove to her men she was the woman they wanted her to be.

“What color, little one?”

“Green, Sirs.”

Eric stroked her ass in a way that clearly let her know that he was to be trusted, that he knew what he was doing, and that he intended on doing it. His gentle, caressing fingertips were reassurances that he wouldn’t push her beyond her limits, beyond her ability to tolerate.

She would take him. He deserved her other virginity. He would take it and she would willingly surrender it to him.

“Take in a deep breath for us, baby,” Scott commanded.

She did, filling her lungs to the maximum of their capacity.

“Blow it out all at once.”

Again, she obeyed, letting the air rush out in a single giant exhalation.

“Big, calming breath. Good. Very good. Now, blow it out again.”

As the last ounce of air passed her lips, she felt the toy get shoved into her ass. The collision of plastic toy to virgin flesh shocked her into a dizzy state. She was being spread apart, stretched wide. Again, manly lips pressed on her feminine mouth. She kept her eyes tight, fighting to hold on. The kiss helped. So did the hands on her body. When she felt a thumb press on her clit, she screamed into Scott’s unrelenting mouth.

The pain had morphed into need inside her body. She wanted Eric, wanted him to take her where she’d never been taken.

“She’s ready, bro.”

“That’s enough plug for you tonight.” Eric kissed the side of her face. “Time to fill up this sweet virgin ass with my dick, little one.”

The toy and handcuffs were removed, leaving her aching for more. She needed to feel him inside her, be possessed in that way. She felt Eric’s naked body cover her back, his weight restraining her more than the cuffs ever had. When she felt the head of his cock on her anus, she wiggled her hips for him to enter, her need so intense, so consuming.

“You’re going to be trouble, little one. I can see that clearly.” His voice had an edge of threat that made her tremble. “Who is in charge here? You or your Doms—Scott and me?”

A little grin spread across her face. My Doms. “You are, Sirs. You are in charge.”

“Excellent. Now, let me do my Dom job and take your virgin ass the way it was meant to be taken.” He kissed the back of her head, and she moaned into Scott’s lips.

Eric thrust his cock into her ass, and her entire body seemed to vibrate. She was stretched and so very full. As the pain backed down, she was racked with zipping tingles that ran up and down her body, one after another and another and another.

Suddenly she was pulled off the bench. Eric’s cock remained deeply seated in her ass as his back hit the floor. Scott hovered above her with his thick, monstrous cock in his fist. If Eric was acting as her mattress, then Scott was her blanket. Her lips trembled as Scott slowly, ever so slowly, sent his cock into her weeping pussy. Every hungry stroke forward into her channel ignited more desire and more need than before. Their hard cocks were filling her beyond what she thought possible. She wrapped her legs around Scott’s waist and her arms around his neck.

“Squeeze our dicks, little one.” Eric growled. “Feel us inside you.”

She obeyed, tightening her pussy and her ass around their thickness.

Scott placed one hand on the floor to steady himself and continued his assault. The other one he sent between them until his fingertips were on her clit. His touch multiplied her already crazed suffering.

As their thrusts synced up, her body began to writhe like mad. She was close to the edge of an orgasm. So close.

“Feels so good, Sirs,” she panted, unable to remain quiet.

“Yeah it feels good, sub. It feels fucking amazing.” Scott’s control was tossed aside now and he pounded into her, a man lost to his passions.

“Come for us, little one.” Eric’s breathing and tone told her he was on the brink of losing his control, too.

Something about this moment, with her men claiming her utterly, with her body buzzing like mad, with the knowledge that this was only the beginning of her life with Eric and Scott, turned up the heat and sent her rocketing past her boundaries to the orgasm she so desperately needed.