Page 54 of Please Open Me
He rammed his cock into my ass without warning.
No stretching. No prep. No mercy.
I clawed at Sebastian’s chest, biting down on his shoulder like an animal to stifle my scream.
He gasped in pain, but didn’t stop me. Didn’t even flinch.
Lucian gripped me tighter and pulled me back until I was fully seated on both of them, so full I couldn’t breathe.
Tears burned my eyes as I gasped for air.
I’d never done this before. I’d read about it. Seen it.
But I didn’t think it was actually possible.
I was impossibly full. Every movement sent sparks of pain and pleasure ripping through me, so intense it felt like my body might break in half.
And I loved it.
Every fucking second of it.
Every thrust knocked the air out of my lungs. Every movement made my body light up and seize.
Their cocks moved in alternating rhythms, Sebastian drove forward as Lucian pulled back, then they reversed, working me like they’d rehearsed this.
Like wrecking my cunt was the only thing they’d ever agreed on.
I could feel Sebastian’s breath against my throat, hot and ragged, his hand curled under my thigh to keep me open for him. Lucian’s chest was slick against my back, his arms wrapped around me.
Tears streamed freely down my face, but I wasn’t sobbing anymore. I was high on sensation. Drunk on the feral sound of their breathing.
Lucian's teeth grazed my ear. “Still with us?”
I nodded, dazed, trembling.
“She’s with me,” Sebastian said, voice like gravel. “She’s always with me.”
“Fuck you,” Lucian growled. His hand slid around to my front, and his fingers found my clit like they belonged there.
I screamed. Not because it hurt, but because it didn’t. Because it felt too good. Too intense. Too everything.
“You like that?” Lucian teased. “You like being full of us?”
I whimpered something that might’ve been yes. Might’ve been more. I couldn’t tell anymore.
Sebastian buried his face in my neck, hips snapping harder, like he wanted to brand me from the inside out. “I can feel her squeezing. Jesus, Luci, she’s about to come.”
“Not yet,” Lucian bit out.
I thrashed between them, thighs shaking, legs barely holding. “I can’t–”
“You can,” Lucian growled, circling my clit harder. “Not until I say so.”
The pressure was unbearable. I was trembling, twitching like one of them had smacked me with a taser.
Sebastian growled against my skin, “She’s close. If you want to stop me, you better do it now.”
Lucian's voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. “Fill her. I dare you.”
