One Dirty Night

He called me sweetheart.

Just a silly pet name, but it made every part of me glow.

“Come, Ella. You have my permission to come.”

“She’s too far gone.” Another voice. “Give her to me. I’ll bring her back while you make her shatter.”

“You’re not fucking her while I’m inside her.”

“Just kick her legs out, will you?”

The thrusting stopped just long enough for something to yank my knees from beneath me, tossing me down onto my stomach.

My bound, throbbing hands were thrown upward all while my naked body plastered to equally bare skin.

My eyes flew open as the thickness penetrating me sank exquisitely deep again, grinding my hips against something just as heated and hard.

I blinked through the haze.

I struggled against the tide yanking me down into the endless tingling dark.

“That’s it. Come back to us.” Hunter’s handsome face appeared in my vision just as he kissed me.

It wasn’t just any kiss.

It was everything.

It started off sweet, testing me, teasing me back into sanity.

His tongue stroked my bottom lip before dipping inside. He taunted me just enough to make me react. I kissed him back, swept into a different dance. A dance that complemented the one that Nick fucked me with.

But then, it turned sharp.

Nasty.

Bitter.

Hunter bit me.

He drew blood.

And the lacerating, ricocheting pain was the match to all the drugging, drunken pleasure curdling in my veins.

I ignited.

“That’s it.” He grimaced, running his hands down my waist, holding me splayed on top of him. My blood painted his lip as his eyes shot black. “Let him fuck you, little witch. Let him make you come.”

Looking past me, he nodded. “She’s ready.”

Nick planted his fists on either side of Hunter’s head. He folded over me, pressing me beneath him, sandwiching me on top of another man as his cock drove deep, deep inside me. “Come, Ella. Now.”

I cried out as Hunter thrust up at the same time Nick thrust deep.

Two cocks.

Two men.

Two ecstasies.