“Tess, I wish you could see how beautiful you look,” Cole groaned as he moved back until Jesse could get into position. “Your sweet cunt is dripping all over his cock, soaking it. Your ass raised and ready for me. Are you ready for me, baby?”
Tess whimpered. Was she ready? The thought of his cock, so thick and hard pushing up her ass was at once terrifying and exhilarating.
“I think you’re ready.” She felt him move into position as Jesse reached around, pulling the cheeks of her ass apart.
“Relax for me, Tess,” Cole groaned. “I promise, it’s gonna be so good.”
She felt the head of his c**k begin its entrance inside her. Slowly, easing inside her, stretching her until she was screaming out at the shocking pain of the entrance. Pain and pleasure, it seared her, held her immobile as he worked his c**k inside her, inch by inch.
Jesse held her flesh apart, but his lips caressed her face, whispering encouragement, dark, naughty words that made her need for the sexual pain flare higher, hotter. His voice was approving, tender.
“It’s okay, Tess,” he soothed her as she bucked, her eyes tearing from the pain, though she didn’t want it to stop. She never wanted it to stop. “Don’t fight it, Tess,” he urged. “Cole’s c**k is thick, baby, but not too thick. You can take it.” He pulled her flesh apart further, easing the shocking pain as Cole continued to tunnel inside her.
“Tess, are you okay, baby?” She could hear the strain in his voice, the hot vibrating vein of lust and possession, caring and tenderness.
“Please—” she gasped as he halted the slow, gliding entrance.
The head of his c**k had just passed the tight ring of muscles, the flared tip stretching it wide as she fought to accustom herself to his large c**k filling her there.
“More, baby?” he asked her, his hand smoothing down her back.
“More,” she cried, her hips easing back on the burning lance. “More. Please, Cole. More.”
He began to ease further inside her as the tip of Jesse’s c**k throbbed at the entrance to her cunt. A slow, steady stroke had Cole filling her ass completely, his hard groan as he sank into her to his balls echoed in the room.
Tess was crying out repeatedly now, her muscles clenching on him, her body accepting the pain as a torturous pleasure she couldn’t deny any longer. Her hips moved against him, driving him deeper, lodging the pulsing head of Jesse’s c**k just inside her vaginal entrance as Cole pulled back, then pushed forward again.
“Yes,” she screamed out as he began an easy thrusting motion inside her ass. “Oh God, Cole. Fuck me. Please f**k me!”
He pushed harder inside her. Once. Twice. Then stilled. Tess would have protested, but she lost her breath. Beneath her, Jesse began to push his hard c**k into the tiny, tiny entrance of her vagina. Cole’s c**k filled her ass to bursting, leaving little room in her snug pu**y. But Jesse didn’t let that hinder him. Groaning, praising the ultra tight fit, he sank slowly into the heated depths until he was lodged in to the hilt.
Reality ceased to exist. She didn’t even know when Jesse had reached up to release the leather manacles or when Cole had released those at her ankles. But she was on her hands and knees, sandwiched between them, begging for more. Pleading for the hard thrusts of their cocks inside her as they set up a slow, rhythmic thrusting motion that threatened to drown her in pleasure. She was insane with the burning ecstasy spearing her body. She moved against them, taking them, urging them on until their building thrusts were powerful strokes inside her. They were f**king her hard and fast now, each man groaning, praising her, crying out as she tightened on them.
“Cole,” she screamed out his name as she felt her orgasm building. “Oh God, Cole, I can’t stand it.”
“You can, Tess,” he groaned, levering over her body as his hips powered inside her. “You can, baby. Take it. Take it, Tess. Cum for me, baby. Cum for me now.” He surged inside her as she tightened around him.
Beneath her, Jesse had clasped her waist hard, his hips slamming into hers, and despite their speed, both men kept in perfect synchronization with the hard thrusts of their cocks inside her body.
Tess couldn’t stop her screams, couldn’t stop the sensations that tightened her body, the boiling pressure, the hard, piercing pleasure/pain was too much for her untutored body to take for long. When she climaxed, she wailed out at the explosion, tightening on them further, her ass, her cunt milking the cocks possessing her until she heard their shattered male groans and felt the hard, spurting jets of their sperm filling each hole.
Her orgasm shuddered through her body, over and over. Her muscles clenched on their cocks as they exploded inside her, making them cry out around her, jerk against her as her cunt and her ass drew on their flesh, shuddered around it, burned them with her release until she fell against Jesse gasping, boneless.
“Son of a bitch, Cole,” Jesse’s voice was harsh, weary now. “She’s drained me.”
Cole pulled free of her and collapsed on the mattress, helping Jesse to lower Tess between them. Once there, he pulled her against his body, his hands running over her back, his lips caressing her temple as she fought to regain her breath.
“You’re mine, Tess,” he whispered, stopping her heart with the emotion she heard in his voice. “Taken by me. Held by me. I won’t let you escape me again.”
She would have answered him, but shock held her immobile when she heard the enraged scream of her mother from the doorway.
“You dirty whore! Just like your father. You’re just like your father—!”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
“Oh my God!” Humiliation sped through Tess’s system seconds later as Cole and Jesse jumped to hide her from sight.
They jerked their pants from the floor, shielding Tess as they dressed quickly. Cole’s body was tight with fury as Tess fumbled with her gown, her fingers shaking so badly she could barely get it over her head.
Turning to her, still shielding her, Cole helped her untangle the material and ease it over her head.
“I’m sorry, baby,” he whispered, his lips feathering over her hair as he straightened the gown.
Tess shook her head, feeling the heat that traveled over her face. With a final touch of his fingertips to her cheek, he turned to her mother.
“How the hell did you get in?” His voice was furious as he faced Ella Delacourte, dark and warning.