WARNING: EXTREMELY EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT
Nicholas pushed inside me in one brutal thrust, and I screamed.
The stretch was immediate, overwhelming, burning. He was huge....thicker and longer than Derek had ever been.....and he gave me no time to adjust, no mercy, no gentleness.
"Fuck," he groaned, his silver eyes blazing as he looked down at where our bodies joined. "So tight. When's the last time you were fucked, little one?"
I couldn't answer. Couldn't breathe. Could only gasp and whimper as my body struggled to accommodate his size.
"Answer him," Sebastian growled from beside the bed.
"Two....two months," I managed to choke out.
"Two months?" Lucian laughed, the sound dark and amused. "No wonder she's strangling your cock, brother. Her pussy forgot what it was made for."
Nicholas's hands gripped my hips, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. "Let me remind you then."
He pulled back almost completely, then slammed back in.
I cried out, my back arching off the bed.
"That's it," he praised darkly. "Let us hear you. Scream if you need to. No one's coming to save you."
He set a brutal pace immediately....hard, deep, relentless. Each thrust felt like he was splitting me open, claiming territory that had never been touched. My body burned with the stretch, the friction, the overwhelming sensation of being filled so completely.
"Look at her take it," Sebastian observed, his voice thick with arousal. "Look at that tight little pussy swallowing Nicholas's cock."
"She's so fucking wet," Lucian added, and I realized he was right. Despite the pain, despite the fear, my body was responding. Slick and ready, accommodating Nicholas's brutal invasion with shameful eagerness.
Nicholas's pace never faltered. He pounded into me with mechanical precision, each thrust calculated to hit deep, to make me feel every inch of him. His silver eyes stayed locked on mine, watching every expression cross my face....the pain, the pleasure, the shame of enjoying this.
"You like this," he stated, not a question. "Your body is begging for it even if your mind isn't ready to admit it."
"No...." I started to protest.
His hand moved from my hip to my throat, wrapping around it. Not squeezing, just holding, a reminder of his control.
"Don't lie to me," he said coldly. "I can feel how wet you are. Feel how your pussy is clenching around my cock. Your body knows exactly what it wants."
He was right. Gods help me, he was right. The pleasure was building despite everything, coiling tight and hot in my belly.
"That's better," Nicholas murmured, feeling my body surrender. "Stop fighting it. Just take what we give you."
His thrusts grew harder, faster. The bed shook with the force of it. My breasts bounced with each impact, and I saw Lucian's eyes track the movement with hungry interest.
"Fuck, I want those tits in my mouth," Lucian growled.
"Later," Nicholas said, never breaking his rhythm. "Right now, she's mine."
He released my throat and grabbed both my legs, pushing them up and apart, opening me wider. The new angle let him go impossibly deeper, and I sobbed at the sensation.
"There it is," he said with dark satisfaction. "Found that sweet spot, didn't I?"
He was hitting something inside me that made stars burst behind my eyes. Each thrust sent lightning through my body, building the pleasure higher and higher until I couldn't think, couldn't breathe, could only feel.
"You're going to come on my cock," Nicholas commanded. "Now."
And impossibly, my body obeyed.
The orgasm ripped through me with violent intensity. I screamed, my body convulsing, my pussy clenching rhythmically around Nicholas's thick length. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me until I was sobbing, overwhelmed, destroyed.
Nicholas didn't stop. Kept pounding through my climax, prolonging it, intensifying it until I was begging....though whether I was begging him to stop or keep going, I couldn't tell anymore.
Finally, his control fractured. His thrusts became erratic, harder, desperate. He slammed into me one final time and came with a guttural groan, spilling hot inside me.
For a moment, he stayed buried deep, his forehead pressed against mine, both of us breathing hard.
"Good girl," he murmured, then pulled out.
I felt his cum leak out of me, sliding down my thighs, marking me.
I barely had time to catch my breath before Sebastian was there.
"My turn," he rumbled, and gods, he was even bigger than Nicholas.
He flipped me over onto my stomach with casual strength, then hauled my hips up so I was on my hands and knees.
"This is my favorite position," he said, his huge hands gripping my ass, spreading me open. "I want to watch this pretty ass bounce while I fuck you."
His cock pressed against my entrance....the head alone felt massive....and I tensed.
"Relax," he commanded. "Fighting it just makes it hurt more."
He pushed in, and I cried out at the stretch. Bigger than Nicholas, thicker, forcing my body to accommodate him inch by brutal inch.
"Fuck, you're tight," he groaned. "Squeezing me like you don't want to let go."
When he was finally fully seated, I felt impossibly full. Stretched beyond what should be possible. His hands on my hips were bruising, holding me exactly where he wanted me.
"Breathe, little one," he said, and there was almost gentleness in his voice. Almost. "Take all of me."
Then he started moving.
If Nicholas had been brutal, Sebastian was devastating.