She gulped when the stocks closed around her neck and hands. She was well and truly trapped until they decided to free her.
“Now that is a pretty sight,” Micah growled.
“Indeed,” Cole murmured. “What would make it prettier is if her ass was a nice shade of red.”
Micah stood and walked around the desk. She glanced up to see him removing his belt. Oh God. Then he disappeared from her view while Cole moved around in front of her.
He reached for his fly, unfastened his jeans and pulled out his cock. Then he got to his knees in front of her.
“Just relax, Angelina. I’m going to fuck your pretty mouth while he marks your ass.”
He put his hand on her forehead and pushed upward so that her mouth was at the angle he wanted, and then he guided his cock past her lips.
“You expect me to be gentle. I won’t be. Not today.”
She closed her eyes and forced herself to give over completely to their authority. She was theirs. Their toy, the receptacle for their pleasure. They would take what they wanted whether she gave it or not.
A loud crack shot over her ears and fire exploded over her ass. She jerked forward, and Cole thrust hard to meet her forward motion.
“Better hope I come quick,” Cole said as he gathered her hair in his hand. “Micah won’t stop with the belt until I’ve come all over your mouth.”
Micah wasn’t easy. God, he wasn’t easy. The pliant leather bit into her flesh, sending a heated buzz sizzling over her ass. She opened her mouth and allowed Cole to fuck her, blanking out, tuning only into the slap of the belt against her ass.
He knew how hard to push. He knew she didn’t want it easy. He, unlike the others, was comfortable with her, knew her limits. He wasn’t afraid to test them. She belonged to him. He didn’t have to worry about stepping over the line like Cole did.
She twisted restlessly, arching, seeking the heat. Micah wasn’t gentle, but then neither was Cole. Cole fucked into her throat with ruthless precision. He timed each thrust with the methodical lashes Micah rained down on her ass.
“Suck me, Angelina,” Cole said harshly. “Use that tongue. Close your lips around me.”
With a groan she forced herself back to awareness. She tightened her mouth around his cock and sucked as he thrust deep. When he paused, she ran her tongue around the flared ridge.
“That’s better,” he murmured. “This is about us today, Angelina. Your only job is to see to our pleasure.”
“Make him come, Angel,” Micah said from behind her. “Your ass is only going to get redder. And then I’m going to fuck it.”
She sucked in air through flared nostrils as her excitement mounted. Their words were crude, raw, nothing loving or tender about them, and she loved it. Loved the power they had to make her crazy.
“Oh yeah,” Cole said as she swallowed against him. “Fuck yeah.”
His hips slapped against her cheeks. The sharp crack of leather rang out. Harder. Faster. Both men worked her over from opposite ends, one with his cock, the other with his belt.
Finally Cole locked her against his body, holding her head tightly as he ejaculated deep in her throat. Warmth flooded her tongue, some of it escaping and running from the corner of her mouth. She swallowed the rest, sucking eagerly as he gave her more.
Before he even withdrew, Micah’s hands parted her ass cheeks, spreading her as his cock bumped impatiently against her anus. In one forceful lunge, he was buried to the balls in her ass.
She shouted around Cole’s cock, and he stroked her cheek with gentle fingers, almost as if he were offering comfort and support as Micah ruthlessly opened her up.
Micah had always been so gentle when he’d taken her ass. Slow and leisurely. Now he took her without mercy, his cock sawing in and out of her ass with frantic, rapid pumps.
Touch me. Oh God, please touch me.
Cole withdrew, but he stayed close, his fingers idly caressing her cheek as Micah fucked her ass. He made no effort to wipe the cum from her mouth, and she could feel his gaze on her, looking at the evidence of his possession.
After a moment, he held his cock up again. It was semi-erect and his fluids mixed with her saliva gleamed on his skin.
“Lick it clean,” he ordered huskily as he wiped the tip over her mouth.