“I love the way my name sounds on your lips,” he said, brushing a kiss across her cheek. “Would you suck my brother’s cock while I fuck you?” he asked, the sweetness of his voice a shocking contraction to his bold demand. “I’d love to see those lovely lips wrapped around Nolan’s cock while I fuck you in the ass. Would you do that?” She nodded, embarrassed yet highly aroused. How could she exist in two such different states of being at the same time? Vince knuckled her cheek. “I love when you blush. It’s so sweet and sexy, do you know that? It makes me want to do even more nasty things to you — things you’ve never dreamed of — just to see those lovely cheeks redden with heat.” He chuckled and slid to his knees behind her. She rose up to allow Nolan to move in front of her and soon, she had two Buchanan cocks — one pressing at her behind and the other nudging past her lips and she was lost to the knowledge that the twins owned her body and there was little she could do to prevent whatever they wanted to do to her.
“Open for us, love,” Nolan urged as he pushed his cock into her mouth at the same moment that Vince gently eased his cock into her tightly fisted rosebud. Vince coaxed her opening to bloom by sliding her juices over her entrance with the head of his cock, pushing slowly and steadily into her behind. She stiffened as the penetration stung. Her body fought the invasion as the sphincter threatened to tighten, but soon, the ring relaxed and she began to rock against the invading cock . She was mindless — helpless to stop the pleasure that built and gained momentum as her body welcomed the penetration at both ends — and she reveled in the groans that her body pulled from both men’s slack mouths as they both pumped their hips against her.
“So tight!” Vince gasped, his hands gripping her hips as he fucked her without mercy. Her mouth worked Nolan’s cock until he cried out and filled her mouth with warm, salty cream. She eagerly gulped down the fluid just as Vince filled her on the other end, his cock jetting deep inside her. She quivered as Vince pulled out, her eyelids closing on a sigh as Nolan caressed her hair lightly, but Vince knew she hadn’t cum and suddenly, he pulled her down to the floor with a wicked grin. She stared up at him, a small shiver of anticipation rocking her spine. “You, my sweet, didn’t get there, did you?” She slowly shook her head and began to protest that she didn’t mind but Vince wasn’t finished with her. “Nolan…our pet hasn’t reached her release. Perhaps you could help her?”
“Gladly,” Nolan said, throwing her legs over his shoulder and staring down at her with such wicked intent that she became instantly wet and ready. He licked his thumb and began to rub her clit in slow, decadent circles as he built the pressure again. “I love watching your face flush as you get close to your release,” he said, almost conversationally, except for the urgent press of his cock against her hot folds as he readied her for his penetration. Penny thrashed beneath his touch, desperate to shatter into a million pieces. Sweat dampened her hairline and her hands became clammy as she approached the promised land of sweet release. Nolan pushed himself deep inside, burying his cock to the balls into her heated core just as Vince pushed something inside her behind. She cried out as the sensation of being double penetrated nearly made her buck like a wild mustang being ridden for the first time. She cried out as she tumbled headlong into an abyss of wonder as her body clenched and released in the most intense contraction, sending her spinning into the ether with nothing to hold onto. Dimly, she heard Nolan utter a hoarse cry as he collapsed, his seed dribbling from her channel as they took long, rasping breaths to recover. Vince eased the plug from her behind and she covered her face, more than mortified at how wanton she’d been but she was exhausted, not only physically but emotionally as well. She was wrung out and twisted on the insides from everything that had happened in the last two weeks that she didn’t know if she’d ever be the same. Vince’s tender smile nearly broke the wall she had built to hold back her tears but she held it together by the thinnest margin. “You never disappoint,” he said to her as he helped her to a sitting position while Nolan handed her a blanket. “Tell me, sweetness, what do you desire? You deserve a treat. A diamond? A new car?” he asked, throwing out ideas with a grin but even as his generosity seemed sweet on the surface, his offer sent a discordant tone ringing through her body. Whores were rewarded for sexual favors. She didn’t want to be a whore. She wanted…she wanted an illusion — something that simply didn’t exist. Get with the program, Penny. She’d signed on the dotted line. It is what it is. She forced a shy smile even though she was choking inside and Vince rewarded her with a smacking kiss on the lips. “Jewelry it is,” he announced as he bounded from the sofa with a self-satisfied expression. Only Nolan seemed to notice that she wasn’t truly smiling on the inside.
“You are an amazing person, Penny,” Nolan said, pushing a strand of hair from her eyes. He remained naked, his softening cock still dripping tiny drops of fluid from the tip onto the expensive chaise, and Penny felt compelled to avert her eyes. Perhaps she was a total ninny but somehow she felt even dirtier sitting with nothing but a blanket between them after what they’d just done.
“I need a shower,” she said quickly rising.
“I like the smell of us on you,” Nolan said, reaching for her but she moved out of reach with a short smile and Nolan sighed. “All right. You go shower and we’ll see about food. It’s going to be a long night and you’re going to need your strength.”
Penny ducked a short nod and practically ran from the room clutching the blanket to her body. Tears blinded her as she locked herself in the bathroom, her heart beating erratically. What was wrong with her? She was going completely bananas. The twins were good men. They’d never do anything to hurt her. Dillon had used her as a pawn in his little game and she’d been grievously hurt in the process. So why…why on God’s green earth was she feeling sick to her stomach at the thought of spending another moment in the twins’ embrace? She scrambled to turn the shower on full blast with plenty of heat. She climbed into the marble enclosure and went straight under the scalding spray. She welcomed the agony as the hot water sprayed needles of pain across her skin. She gritted her teeth and remained under the spray, regardless that it was way too hot for comfort, considering it penance for putting a price on her values and integrity. Tears stung her eyes and she let them fall as she cried beneath the water, glad she was alone in her misery at least for the moment.