“Yes,” I whisper.
Max lifts my hips with his large hands and thrusts into me.Hard. I scream as I see white, the feeling of being full of him so soon after that mind-blowing orgasm making me feel needier than I’ve ever felt.
“Harder,” I whimper.
“Fuck yes,” Max says. “I’m not going to last very long in your tight pussy.”
“Come inside of me,” I beg him.
He chuckles as his left hand hikes my leg higher against my chest so that he can go deeper.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” he asks.
I clench around his shaft, and he roars. “Fuck, Astern–”
He goes still and his face goes slack. His body jerks as hot spikes of cum spill into me, and I don’t let go even when his mouth drops open. He drops his head back, his fingers squeezing my thighs as he comes for what feels like a full minute.
“Jesus Christ,” he murmurs, pulling out of me.
Otto takes his place. “Let me paint that pretty, little cunt.”
My mouth drops open at the same time his mouth does, and he groans. I watch in awe as thick jets of cum spill all over my core. When he finishes, he takes a step back as he catches his breath.
Then, he drops to his knees and feeds his seed into me with his index finger, mixing it with Max’s.
“Such a gorgeous sight, don’t you think?” he asks Max.
I cover my face with my hands as heat flashes through me. I’m still trying to catch my breath, and I see Otto high five his brother after they put their cocks away, and then Max is walking into the bathroom for a rag to clean me up.
Otto climbs back onto the bed and pulls me into his warm, large body. “Feel better now?”
“Yes. Very.”
“Good,” he murmurs, sighing contentedly.
Despite how rough he was with me, I can’t help but sink against his body and feel comforted. The guilt from earlier is still present, but it’s dulled now, and catching my breath with Otto behind me, running his fingers through my hair gently…
I have to admit, this is very nice.
Max comes back a second later with a wet cloth. “Spread your legs, little minx.”
I do as I’m told, and he cleans me up–wiping his brother’s cum off me.
After disposing of the cloth, he crawls into bed and pulls my front against him so that I’m sandwiched between the two of them.
“You should use the loo in a minute, but right now, I just want you to know that you’re safe. That today wasn’t your fault, and it could’ve happened to any of us. Is that understood?”
A tear slides down my cheek, and I don’t wipe it away. “Okay.”
A girl could get used to this, and a small part of me wants to continue whatever this is.
But once I make my move… I’m going to have to kill them, too.
CHAPTER 11
Alexander
I’m pacing the bedroom when there’s a knock on the door. Much to my chagrin, the scary man with curly, dark hair walks in and closes the door behind him. I’ve been around a lot of vicious people in my life as a royal. The general public was ruthless and intent on weaseling their way into our private lives, but the man before me? He’s dangerous in an entirely different way. There’s something serpent-like about the way he moves, and I don’t trust him.
