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It is in that moment, with a cock in my mouth and one in my hand and my oxygen depleting that I slip into that new Alice, the one whose mind is numb, the one who seeks only to please the two men she’s falling hard for, the two men she trusts wholly with her life. This is the Alice that wants the dirtiest things to come to light, the Alice who is finally free of the confines of her mind and societal constraints, the Alice that I lean into with abandon.
“Tap twice on my thigh if it’s too much.”
“I wanna see tears running down your face as he fucks your mouth, Alice,” Tristan growls as I languidly pump his cock.
I pump Tristan’s cock faster as I moan and gag. “I’m…gonna come…” Jameson pants. “Swallow it all, dirty girl,” Tristan commands, and my wide eyes flick to his. His gaze is wild, malicious in a way I’ve not seen yet as he pulls his cock away from me and instead wipes one of my cheeks free of tears. His gesture warms me.
I go rigid in that second, my head dizzy from lack of oxygen, my clit aching and throbbing to the point where I feel like I can come any second. Before I know what’s happened, Jameson pulls out, kneeling down as I rasp in a huge breath, the salty taste of him still potent on my tongue. He presses a lingering kiss on my forehead before he murmurs my reward. “You did so good taking my cock and cum down your throat, baby girl. I’m so proud of you.”
“Fuck, she’s so tight,” Tristan grunts. “Play with her. Make her come on my cock.” Jameson wordlessly obeys, smoothing his hand down to my pussy to play with my clit while Tristan sinks even deeper into me. “Look at me, baby,” he commands, and I obey.
Theirs. There’s something so cathartic about the moment that a sob bubbles up my throat and tears spring into my eyes, pooling before they run down my temples. Tristan stops moving, brows drawn together in concern, brushing his thumb over my cheek. “Alice—” “I’m okay,” I say shakily but quickly. “Then…what—” “I’m just so happy to…I mean I…I feel…I’m feeling happy for the first time in so long.”
But then Tristan grins, and when I turn my gaze, Jameson is smiling softly, too. He says something to me in Russian—something Vasily used to say to my mom that I recognize but have a feeling he doesn’t know I know it. I love you. Before I can let those words sink in and fester, he traps my lips in a hard kiss, and Tristan begins to thrust deep within me, short bursts against my womb.
In one hand, I grab Jameson’s bicep, and before I can cling to Tristan, he coils his wide palm over my throat, clamping down slowly as my climax builds and builds. “Faster,” he commands Jameson, who obeys, the friction on my clit burning, my stomach knotting as I gasp.
“So fucking good for your big brothers, Alice,” Tristan pants above me, sweat dotting his smooth chest and face. I can’t help but grin lazily, dazed, floating, when Jameson captures my chin, forcing my eyes to his. His smirk has morphed into his malicious one, and my heart stutters. “I know you’re tired baby, but you’re still going to be a good girl and take my cock too, da?”
“Yes, daddy,” I whimper.
A whimper of fear escapes me, and I feel stupid for tempting the devil, but it’s too late as he smooths his palms over my ass cheeks, spreading them wide. He groans at the sight, and I feel his thumb circle and probe at the tight, forbidden entrance. I cry out, lurching away at the new sensation. He yanks my hips back with one hand. “One day I’ll fuck this hole, babochka, and Tristan can kiss your tears away when I do. Yes, princess?”
He presses the tip of his thumb just barely inside, just enough to give me a taste of the burn. I whine, gripping the edge of the table. He presses further when I hesitate to answer. “Yes, yes daddy!” I cry. He pulls his thumb away, and I pant. “Good girl,” he says soothingly,
My body goes slack, but Tristan pulls my hair out of my face, fisting it, rising up on his knees, his cock already erect again. I whine when I understand what he wants, but the thought of how they’re using me is so fucking hot. He slaps my cheek with his heavy cock. “Open,” he growls. I whimper, resisting, pushing him—pushing them both. Jameson is slowly sawing me in half, working his way deeper and deeper. A slap rings out, and a second later, the pain registers on my ass cheek and I cry out. “Be a good girl, Alice.”
Tristan leans down, smoothing his palm over my head. “You okay, baby girl? You know how much I love you?”
His words make my heart burst, and I nod, crying harder as Jameson sinks fully into me. My sob gurgles off into a moan,
and Tristan’s tip is pressing against my parted lips, seeking entrance. “Look at me, baby, I’ll make it quick. Going to fuck you raw so every time you swallow tomorrow you think of me.” His sentiments are my cloaked warning, and he slams into my mouth, not stopping until he hits the back of my throat and I choke. Jameson picks up speed but keeps his thrusts deep, making my bare breasts rub across the table. Tristan fists my hair and fucks my mouth. Drool dribbles sloppily down the si...
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The piercing is one thing, but to feel that tip rubbing against my deepest parts while also having those big, round pearls stroking along inside me—it’s almost too much to bear. “Go, Tristan, I can’t hold on m...
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that I feel him gripping his cock through me. I can’t even feel his climax, but the powerful sneer on his face makes him look like some sort of god in this moment. He slowly withdraws and lets up at the same time as I choke on his seed and rasp in as big of a breath as I can, the taste of myself and him potent on my tongue. He brushes his fingers through my knotted, sweaty hair, pressing his forehead to mine. “You’re so beautiful when you cry. I see my cum on your lips, fucking gorgeous slut,” he hisses with a rueful grin. A pathetic laugh tries to escape my throat, one of sheer ecstasy. But
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He spreads his legs, and because mine are resting on top, they follow. Tristan, eyeing me like I’m water and he’s been in the desert for days, reaches over and pushes against my knees, spreading me even further. At the same time, Jameson grabs my wrists and pins them against the couch cushions. His strokes are slow and deep as we settle into this new position, and my eyes can’t help but flit down—only to see his slick, pearled cock slowly withdrawing before disappearing again into me, the roll of his hips so languid. “Look at what a good girl you are, Alice, taking both our cocks today,”
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At the same time, I love it; I love having no control over my body. I love how they are using me. I love how I know I’ll be saf...
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Forever. I think I’ve known I love them for a while now, but with Tristan on his knees before me, peering into my eyes like I am a goddess, and with Jameson behind me, rocking his strong body against mine, whispering how beau...
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Images of her swirly handwriting festers in my mind’s eye. The thing she wants to do the most. The thing that may hurt her—something we’ve never done but already decided we’d be willing to try if she really did want it. She wants us both in her cunt at the same time.
I don’t have much time to fantasize about her fantasy when Jameson rasps out, “Suck her clit. Make her come all over my cock.”
“Please, please,” she begs, choking off in a cry as he thrusts even harder and my tongue flicks faster. Jameson answers in a growl. “Take my cock deep in your pussy like a good girl, Alice. I want to feel you get tight around me.”
More whimpers, her thighs restless. Her perky little tits bounce as Jameson begins to fuck her, driving up into her hard and fast but still utterly rhythmic and controlled. I don’t understand how he has such restraint. “Come on daddy’s cock, baby.” “I-I can’t,” she sobs. A sharp slap rings out, and Alice lurches as I grin against her wet, hot pussy.
“Oh, I think she likes being punished,” Jameson hisses. He’s right; just after the crack of skin on skin, she’d gone rigid and breathless, tightening up like a coiled spring.
“Are you alright, babochka?” I ask gently. “Mmm, yes,” she responds, sounding exhausted. There’s a different note to her voice, though—higher pitched. As though she might—
“You did so good baby, taking our cocks, coming so hard for us.”
She whines against me. I bring the rag to her knee, letting her adjust to the warmth before I slip it up her leg. “I’m so proud of you, beautiful girl. Let me clean you up. Then you need some water, da?”
She falters, collapsing on my chest. I thread my fingers through her hair at the back of her scalp, turning her face to the side and keeping my fingers planted deep in her mouth. Tristan grunts, pulls his thumb out, spits into her fluttering hole, and presses his middle finger into her virgin ass. She sobs and chokes, nails digging into my sides, but she doesn’t tap out. I give her head a shake. “I said suck my fingers, whore.”
“Fuck, such a naughty slut,” I hiss. “Are you gonna squirt all over my cock again, little whore?” She whines, pinching her nipples harder, arching her back. “I bet you love having all this cum in your pussy. You want it leaking out of you for days, don’t you?”
One of her hands bravely darts down, tiny fingers circling her clit. “Bad girl. You like being forced too, don’t you? You like it when you’re asleep and we stick our cocks in you.”
And us? We’re still darkness, but now we’re her darkness; she can use us in whichever way pleases her or brings her joy or catharsis. And judging by the blush still tainting her cheeks, whatever she was just writing is probably going to be just as dark as I like it.
“Fuck, I love hearing her sobs.”
I feel Jameson’s mask at my ear, his fingers tightening over my mouth. “Safe word?” The second his hand slips away, I whisper it. “Sherbet.” “Promise, Alice?” “Yes, daddy,” I say, jutting my hips back to dig my ass against his raging hard cock.
Jameson is raggedly breathing behind me, and I can hear the grind of Tristan’s molars, feel his hot breath fanning over my neck. “Look down, Alice, look how well you’re taking both our cocks deep in your little pussy.”
“Fuck, go slow, I’m gonna come,” Tristan grits out. “Not until she does, mudak.”
“Oh…oh my God…” I choke. I’m immediately brought to the edge of an orgasm with one thrust a piece. “Holy fuck.” “We’re not your gods, baby,” Tristan growls, dragging his thumb over my clit and eliciting a sharp cry from me. “We’re your monsters, your demons, your fucking slaves—and you’re the queen of our black hearts.”
“From now until forever,” Jameson hisses. “You’ll always have our hearts, our little babochka.”
Clenching my teeth, I try to keep the building scream from escaping as my heart bursts open and my cunt begins to tighten. “Let us hear you, baby. Let us hear how loudly you love us.” And I do. I come undone forever, again and again and again as they pound through it, hissing their praises as they try to ride it out, wringing me for every last drop as I squirt
streams upon streams on their cocks. And then, I’m filled with their cum, so much that it leaks out of me and runs between my thighs and ass, but they still thrust into me, rutting like wild animals. Another orgasm slices through me at the sight and feeling alone; I’m as full of them as I feel I’ll ever be, until I remember: From now until forever. I’m theirs forever.
Reaching up, I cup her face as Josie and Ellie exit. She leans into my palm, her eyes fluttering closed as her small hand grasps mine. “Ya tebya lyublyu,” I whisper against her lips. Her smile is as dazzling as the sun. “I love you, too.”
