Page 49 of Sinful Mates

“I’m going to fuck you now.” I’m given no time to process those words when Tobias pulls out then slams back into me. A pained gasp escapes my lips at his brutality with each thrust. He continues to smash into me with so much force my pussy pulsates around him with an almost painful friction built up.

I’m a screaming mess as he slams into me, making me bounce on Theo’s hard length that is deep in my ass. My orgasm builds, completely consuming me in the motion of their cocks slipping in and out my body while they fuck me. I can barely handle it when Tobias pushes my knees to either side of my chest while Theo holds them there, his grip strong as Tobias continues to fuck me relentlessly, his thrusts getting harder and faster.

My body aches pleasurably and I can’t do anything but cry out in ecstasy. My entire body is boneless, supported only by my two men, as the chains bear all my weight keeping me in my current position. I’m thrown violently over the edge, panting as I ride it out, pleasure washing over me in soul-sucking waves. Why do I let these men get away with as much as they do? This, this pure moment where no one else has ever come close to taking me. Theo’s grip on my knees tightened, my head rests heavily on his shoulder. My lips brushed his neck, his body tenses, going completely still except for his twitching dick as it empties inside of me.

Tobias's movements become jerky above me as he finds his own release. He fists the sheets as he too came deep inside me. His warm cum coats my insides. Even if I wasn’t shackled, there's no way I could move after this. Theo lets go of my legs which feel like putty and they drop back onto the mattress on either side of Tobias’s hips. Tobias pulls out of me and I wince at the rawness. I will be sore from the pounding I just received, every moment of bliss will be paid for.

He kisses my knee, undoing the first ankle cuff, my foot sliding off the bed heavily before he unlatches the other side. Theo undoes one of the wrist cuffs, and my arms fall to my lap like weights. Tobias rubs my wrists, which still holds the cuff's imprints. My other hand falls beside me as it is released from the cuff. My fingers are completely numb. Tobias rubs both wrists with his thumbs, trying to bring back circulation to them, while I rest against Theo.

I try to get up, but my body is still boneless, and I’m on the verge of passing out. Theo realizes this, lifts my hips, his cock pulling out of me before he turned me, so I am across his lap. I rest my head on his shoulder, my eyes closing and my wet hair stuck to my face. I sigh, enjoying the feel of his cold skin in contrast to my heated body. My entire body is hot and clammy.

Tobias strides into the bathroom, and the sound of water running reaches my ears. After a few minutes Theo lifts me, carrying me into the bathroom. He steps into the bath before sitting with me still on his lap. The water is warm, and I shiver from the contrast of hot and cold. A hand moves between my legs and I flinch, eyes flying open. I’m much too tender for them to do anything right now.

“Tobias is just cleaning you,” Theo whispers into my hair. I peer up and Tobias is leaning over the tub. He stares down at me, before kissing my forehead. I let Tobias clean me, his hands gentle, almost worshiping as they ghost over me. My eyes drift close, sleep tugging me toward its depths. Water runs down my hair, and the sides of my face. I squint, shifting to get away, keeping my eyes closed. They were too heavy to open at this point. Tobias shifts, settling me between his legs like I’m at a beauty salon and massages my hair with sweet strawberry shampoo. I relax beneath his touch, falling closer to sleep against Theo's chilled flesh.

I fight against the sleep that threatens to claim me. I’ll just rest my eyes. They are talking to each other in soft voices. I’m lifted out of the tub and I open my eyes, squinting at them again. They embrace me, like I’m the most precious thing in their lives. Soft sweet kisses grazing across my flesh. Tobias dries my hair, taking his time, not scrubbing too hard, and Theo takes the opportunity to dry my body. They tuck me into bed, pulling the covers back and tucking them around me.

Tobias wasn’t lying when he said he was going to fuck me; my body feels like it just ran a marathon. Every part of me hurts. Theo kisses my lips, soft cold lips embracing mine. "I'm going to start dinner."

He leaves me with Tobias. The man proceeds to untuck me and places one of his shirts over my head and I push my arms through it. He lifts my chin with his fingertips, his eyes searching mine. “Are you okay?” I’m surprised at the question, but even more surprised at the tenderness in his voice. I nod before his hand cups my cheek. I lean into him, his hand so big and warm, and I love the smell of his skin. “Rest, I will wake you when dinner is done. Then we need to talk.” I nod, pulling the covers back to my chin before my body gives up and I submit to sleep, completely exhausted.

Gentle cold hands wake me; I shiver at Theo's icy touch. “Dinner, babe, you should eat.” I roll over, snuggling back under the covers. Tobias places his hand on my head before flipping it over and feeling it with the back of his hand.

“Does she feel like she is burning up to you?”

Theo touches my back, and I flinch from the harsh coldness of it before he, too, places his hand on my forehead. “I’m not sure. Her skin always feels hot to me.”

“I’m fine, I just need sleep,” I grumble, rolling onto my stomach, trying to dive back into my slumber. Stupid men, always trying to force-feed me and keep me awake. Tobias flicks the light on, the brightness of it shining through the backs of my eyelids. I squeeze my eyes tighter before pulling my pillow over my head.

“Yep, she is fine, just being a brat,” Tobias snorts, kneeling on the bed beside me. In one swift movement he rolls me over and picks me up.

“Hey, what are you doing, I was trying to sleep,” I groan. He tosses me over his shoulder.

“Why you gotta be such a dick? I was enjoying my sleep before you ruined it.” He slaps my bare ass before striding out the door. Back to the normal Tobias, then. I stretch my sore limbs, reaching out like a stiff board on his shoulder, before relaxing and slumping over it again. Tobias's whiskers rub against the side of my butt, and I shiver at his touch. He turns, nipping me on the butt.

I hiss and turn, smacking him on the head as we descend down the stairs. Well, I’m awake now, I think before bracing my elbows, digging them into his shoulder and propping my chin up, I know this won’t be comfortable for him. Theo is walking behind us, and I reach my arm out to him. He grips my fingers with his, bringing them to his lips to brush a kiss against them.

“Theo would have let me sleep, that's why he’s my favorite,” I state sticking my tongue out at Tobias. He winks at me.

“Well, I’m not Theo and I have something to show you. Besides, who goes to bed when it isn’t even 8 o’clock yet?” Tobias dumps me off the side of his shoulder. I squeal in fright, landing on the couch with a thud, the wind knocked out of me. I grab the gray cushion and lob it at him. I heard him snort before trotting into the kitchen followed by Theo. “Are you coming?” Tobias sings out.

“Nope, I’m good here.” I stretch out on the couch. If he wants to be like this, I will be, too.

“Imogen!” I huff. If I don't go to him, who knows what my punishment will be, and I can't take anything else. I climb off the couch and limp into the kitchen which is empty. Dinner waits for us on the counter, but there is no Theo or Tobias to be seen. A cool breeze brushes over my skin and the curtains above the sink flutter. The door leading out to the back deck is ajar. I move over to it and stick my head outside trying to find them.

On the deck is a rose bush. I step out and see Theo and Tobias walking down the steps onto the footpath. “Grab the rose bush," Tobias orders.

I glance at the pot that has a white rose tree in it. They don’t honestly expect me to carry this, did they? I won’t even be able to get my arms around the pot it sits in, let alone carry it with all its dirt. “Yeah, sure thing. Nothing like some night-time gardening.” I stomp over to the ceramic pot.

The thorns look sharp, but it has about thirty huge white roses on it. I tried to drag it toward the stairs. Once to the top step, I peer down the five steps trying to figure out how the hell I’m actually going to get down them without either breaking the pot or getting pricked by its thorns. “You’re kidding, right?” I say before turning and finding Theo directly behind me watching me. “What are you doing? Help!” I screech, frustration lining my tone. I’m still tired! Fucking assholes.

“I think I rather enjoy the view of your panty-less ass trying to drag that over to us,” Tobias drawls.

I stand, place my hands on my hips and glare at him. “Help or I am going back inside.” Theo purses his lips at my tone and I bend down to drag it closer to the step so it is hanging slightly over the edge, allowing me to get a firm grip on it. Then suddenly, it’s gone. Theo picks it up like it weighs nothing and strolls along the concrete path over to Tobias, who is busy digging a hole between two red rose bushes in the huge garden. I stomp across the grass toward them.

“Get off the grass. You know how long it took me to get it like that?” Tobias yells out to me, staring up from the hole he is digging.

“Didn’t picture you to be a green thumb,” I tell him, still treading on his precious grass. I stand next to him.