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“Yes.”

“Then do as I say and don’t worry about it. Now sit on my cock, angel. Let me feel how wet you are for me.”

I straddle his waist, his large hands sliding up my thighs as I sink down on him, loving the way he feels like this. I’ve never been in this position with him before, and he somehow feels bigger. I sit for a minute, wanting to enjoy how full I am. Enzo thrusts his hips from below me, grinding against me and grasping my hips to rock me forward.

“You don’t get to tease me,” he says with a smirk.

Rafael gets on the bed behind me, and I have a feeling I know where this is going.

“I’d love to take your ass first, but I’m bigger than Rafael,” Enzo says.

Rafael is going to fuck my ass—oh my god, no!

“Enzo, I don’t—” I shake my head, grasping onto his wrists as I look over my shoulder at Rafael who’s kneeling behind me with the lube bottle in his hand.

“You don’t want to do this?” Enzo questions.

It’s not that I don’t want to.

“I’m scared,” I admit, turning back to face him. “It’s going to hurt.”

“Neither of us will hurt you. It’ll feel good, I promise. At first it may burn, but trust me, angel, you’re going to love this.” He grasps my chin with one hand and pulls me down to kiss me. It’s sweet and soft. “Rafael is going to use his fingers first. One, then two, then three. You will tell him when you’re ready for more, and once you’re comfortable with three, he’ll use his dick. Then we’ll both fuck you and fill you with our cum because you deserve it.”

Jesus…

I nod and he lets me go, so I sit back up. Enzo thrusts from below me, while Rafael rubs lube over my back hole, which almost tickles and has me flinching. He eases a finger inside and everything tightens. His finger feels foreign, but not bad.

“Relax,” Enzo whispers, thrusting his hips up. “Let him inside you, angel.”

Clearly he can feel the clenching too. I take a breath, forcing my body to relax. I focus on my breathing and the way his finger feels. It doesn’t hurt, so I don’t need to worry. When he fucks me with one finger, it feels strange. But only for a moment before it’s feeling really good.

“I love fucking you with Rafael’s cum inside you,” Enzo rasps out. “He’s such a good boy getting you nice and wet for me.” He thrusts his hips up harshly, and my head falls back. This man must hold some kind of record for dirtiest talker, because Jesus, the things he says would have a prostitute blushing.

Rafael works a second finger into me, and this is a little more difficult. My body is more resistant, harder to relax, but when Enzo plays with my nipples, pinching and tugging, it distracts me enough I can’t worry about what Rafael is doing and instead focus on the pleasure Enzo’s touch gives.

“Are you ready for the next one?” Rafael asks.

“Yes,” I breathe out.

“Such a good girl,” Enzo says, running his fingers up and down my sides.

Rafael adds more lube, and chuckles lowly when I hiss at the chill of the liquid. After a moment, he works a third finger inside me.

The sensation is much more sensitive. Heightened. I can actually feel every bit of Rafael’s fingers in me.

“I think she’s ready,” Rafael says.

Enzo meets my eyes, raising a brow. “Is my angel ready?”

No, I don’t think so.

I lick my lips and nod.

Enzo tucks a hand behind his head, the muscles in his bicep and forearm tensing and pulling my attention, while the other lazily plays with my nipple. I grind on his cock, enough to keep feeling him, but slow enough Rafael can do his thing behind me. The last thing I want is to move the wrong way and hurt me or one of them.

Rafael gets into position, and I’m surprised when he kisses my shoulder before whispering in my ear, “I’ll go slow. I promise.”

HIs body is warm behind me, his touch so gentle, but when he lines his cock up, the tip pressing against my ass, I start to panic again.