He dove back in with renewed hunger.
His tongue pushed deep inside her, fucking her with it, tasting the mix of cum his brothers had left overnight...Sebastianâs, Nicholasâs, his own from yesterday....all of it coating her walls.
"Fuck," he groaned. "Youâre still full of us. Still dripping with our cum even after sleeping all night."
The filthy words sent unwanted heat through her body.
She shouldnât be responding. Shouldnât be getting wet from his mouth. Shouldnât be feeling pleasure when her body was still broken from yesterday.
But she was.
God help her, she was.
Lucianâs fingers curved inside her, hitting that spot that made her see stars, and she couldnât stop the moan that escaped.
"There it is," he said, satisfaction in his voice. "Thereâs my good girl. Stop fighting it and just feel."
His pace increased. Fingers pumping faster. Tongue working her clit with merciless intensity.
The orgasm built fast...too fast, her body too sensitive to resist, too overwhelmed to fight.
She came with a broken cry, her whole body arching off the bed, her pussy clenching around his fingers.
Lucian groaned against her, licking up every drop of her release like it was the best thing heâd ever tasted.
"Perfect," he said, pulling his fingers out slowly. Deliberately licked them clean while maintaining eye contact. "Absolutely perfect."
He stood from where heâd been kneeling at the edge of the bed.
Started unbuckling his belt.
"No..." Lilith gasped. "Please...I just woke up...Iâm still...."
"Still sore from yesterday?" Lucianâs smile was sharp and feral. "I know. I can see how swollen you are. How tender." He pushed his pants down, freeing his cock....already hard, already ready. "Doesnât change anything."
He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between her trembling thighs.
"Hereâs whatâs going to happen," he said, gripping her hips. "Iâm going to fuck you. Youâre going to take it. And youâre going to scream for me just like you did for my brothers."
He slammed inside without warning.
Lilith screamed...half pain, half unwanted pleasure...as he filled her completely in one brutal thrust.
"Fuck yes," Lucian groaned, his head falling back. "So fucking tight. Even after three cocks yesterday, you still grip me like a vice."
He didnât give her time to adjust. Just started pounding into her with wild, uncontrolled intensity.
This wasnât Nicholasâs calculated precision or Sebastianâs brutal claiming. This was pure feral need....raw and unrestrained and absolutely devastating.
Lucian fucked like an animal. No rhythm. No control. Just savage thrusts that drove her up the bed with each impact.
His hands were everywhere...gripping her hips, her breasts, her throat....claiming every inch of her body while his cock destroyed her from the inside.
"You know what I love about morning pussy?" he said, his voice rough. "Itâs soft. Vulnerable. Not ready for me yet. Makes it even tighter. Even better."
He leaned down, his teeth finding her shoulder, biting hard enough to make her cry out.
"Mine," he growled against her skin. "This body is mine every morning. You wake up with my mouth on you. My cock inside you. My marks on your skin."
His pace became punishing. Each thrust harder than the last. The sound of skin slapping skin echoing through the room.
Lilith couldnât do anything except hold on and take it. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her legs wrapping around his waist involuntarily as he used her.
"Thatâs it," Lucian groaned. "Hold onto me. Take every fucking inch."
The door opened.
Lilithâs eyes flew to the entrance.
Sebastian stood there, half naked, his massive frame filling the doorway. Those dark eyes tracked every movement, Lucian pounding into her, her body arching beneath him, the absolute mess they were making.
"Started without me?" Sebastianâs voice was a low rumble.
"Youâre late," Lucian said, not slowing his pace at all. "We agreed on dawn."
"Traffic." Sebastian moved into the room, his eyes locked on where Lucianâs cock was disappearing into her pussy. "Looks like youâve got her warmed up nicely."
No.
No no no....
Two of them. She couldnât handle two of them at once. Yesterday had nearly killed her taking them one at a time.
"Please...." she gasped. "Please, I canât...."
"Shh," Lucian said, his hand moving to cover her mouth. "Adults are talking."
Sebastian approached the bed and removed his pant and dropped it on the floor, his cock already hard and intimidating.
"How is she?" he asked Lucian.
"Tight. Responsive. Already came once on my tongue." Lucianâs pace increased. "Sheâs perfect."
"Good." Sebastian climbed onto the bed beside them. "Then she can handle more."
His hand moved to her breast, gripping roughly, his thumb circling her nipple before pinching hard.
Lilith cried out behind Lucianâs hand.
"I love these sounds," Sebastian murmured. "The way she whimpers. The way her body jerks every time we hurt her a little."
He leaned down, his mouth replacing his hand on her breast. Sucking her nipple hard. Biting. Marking.
Lucianâs hand left her mouth to grip her hip instead, using the leverage to pound into her even harder.
"Fuck...sheâs getting tighter," he groaned. "I think she likes having both of us on her."
"Letâs test that theory," Sebastian said.
His hand moved between her legs....found her clit while Lucian continued to fuck her.
The dual sensation was overwhelming. Lucianâs cock hitting deep inside her. Sebastianâs fingers working her clit with brutal precision. Sebastianâs mouth on her breast, biting and sucking.
Too much. Too intense. Too....
The orgasm hit like a freight train.
She came screaming, her whole body convulsing violently between them, her pussy clamping down on Lucianâs cock.
"Fuck....sheâs milking me," Lucian groaned. "Fuck fuck fuck....."
He slammed deep and came with a roar, spilling inside her, adding more cum to the mess already there.
When he pulled out, Sebastian was immediately there.
"My turn," he said.
He flipped her onto her stomach with casual strength, hauled her hips up, positioned her on her hands and knees.
"Wait..." she gasped. "Please...I need a break....."
Sebastianâs hand came down on her ass. Hard.
The crack echoed through the room.
"No breaks," he said. "Thatâs not how this works."