Page 14 of Amour Fou (Deepest Desires #2)

I ’m lying face down with my arms tied tightly behind my back.

Waiting patiently for them both. These motherfuckers have been relentless since I let them use me during the night of Deepest Desires.

There hasn’t been a moment where my body has been free from their hands or cocks, and tonight is no different.

I have absolutely no clue where I am, except that I’m naked, arms bound. And the only thing illuminating the warehouse—at least I think it is—is the circle of fire spanning out at a ten-foot radius around me. I can feel the heat billowing from the flames and dancing along my skin.

The fire is far away enough where my skin wont blister, but close enough for my skin to glaze with sweat.

I’m a fire breather so I have a very good relationship with it, however, being stuck in the middle, naked and alone…

is slightly terrifying. Which, if that’s the case, why the fuck is the space between my thighs throbbing the way it is.

“You assholes! Get out here!” I scream from the dirty floor. Readjusting my body, I try to manoeuvre myself so I’m able to bring my knees up and under my stomach for a little comfort. “Fuck, this is hard without help,” I mutter to myself .

Finally managing to kneel, my face still rests within the dirt, my ass up. Every ounce of me exposed to the heat and slight night breeze that filters through.

The gravel crunches under a heavy set of footsteps and I roll my eyes, because I know that walk anywhere.

Zeke.

Before I have a chance to speak, I hear Xaden closing the space behind me. Zeke tsk’s from above me, nudging his black army boot under my chin and crouching down so he can meet my eyeline.

“Oh, Alyssa,” he croons, using a single finger to brush a lock of red hair back from my check and tuck it behind my ear. “Positioning yourself perfectly for us. So eager to please.”

“Fuck you,” I growl, breathing through my nostrils.

“Oh, you will,” he snorts in response, a devious smile growing on his face as he looks down at me. “Now, do you remember your safe word?”

I nod.

“Words,” he presses.

“Vanilla.”

“Good girl.” Zeke smiles down at me.

Pulling the zipper on his combats down, he removes his cock. Fisting it, he begins stroking languidly, his breath hitching. And as I watch him, my tongue darting over my bottom lip, I feel Xaden’s fingers graze up the back of my thighs, my pussy clenching the second he makes contact with my skin.

“Tell us, Alyssa,” he murmurs behind me. “How desperate are you to be filled?”

“I’m not,” I lie. Because I love having them prove me wrong. It’s all part of the game and I’m addicted to it already. Addicted to them, to everything they give me.

Xaden releases a light chuckle before plunging two fingers deep within my core, and my body betrays me, releasing a lust filled moan .

“Huh, your cunt tells me different,” he says while continuing to pump in and out of me.

The ache between my legs is killing me, because for the last three days, both of them have been relentlessly teasing me, neither of them allowing me to come.

My clit and pussy are so fucking swollen with need that if they asked me to, I’d crawl on my hands and knees to eat their cum off this dirty floor if it meant I’d get to experience a mind-blowing orgasm.

“Fuck,” Zeke groans from above me, bringing my attention back to him, I watch his hand speed up, twisting his fist as he meets the crown of his vein ridden cock. “Do you want to come, Alyssa?”

Xaden’s fingers fuck me quicker, and I instantly bite my lower lip, trying my hardest to fight the urge to beg.

Zeke’s palm connects to my cheek, smacking me harshly enough that my eyes pop open. “I asked you a question, and I expect an answer.”

“Yes! Fuck!”

“Greedy girl.” Without wasting time, Xaden begins fingering me with unrelenting accuracy.

“Oh my God,” I cry out the moment he presses his thumb against my engorged clit. “Please.” I relent, begging them.

“There she is,” Xaden hums, pulling his fingers free, and I all but groan in frustration. His hand connects with my pussy, and I jolt forward, yelping.

Zeke’s laden breaths of pleasure grab my attention and when my eyes meet his, thick ropes of cum spurt from his dick, covering the left side of my face entirely.

“ Ffuuck. ” He releases a deep grumble he releases, pinching the crown of his cock to make sure every last drop is released. “Open that cumcatcher of yours,” he commands, and like the whore I am, I comply. Zeke swipes his warm cum into my mouth with his finger. “Suck it clean.”

Wrapping my lips around his index finger, I do exactly as he told me to and drink down every last drop .

“Please,” I cry. “Just let me come already!”

Xaden takes hold of my forearms, bringing me into a kneeling position, bringing his lips to the shell of my ear. “Careful what you wish for, baby.”

Both of them stand, Xaden nudging my knees further apart. I look down and watch both of them position a single boot-clad foot underneath my pussy. Pressing them together, toe to toe.

Lifting my chin, Zeke smiles down at me. “Ride our boots, show us what a hopeless cum-whore you are.”

Holy shit.

I’m yanked back by the tight grip Xaden has on my hair. “Does he need to repeat himself?”

“No,” I whimper and begin to move. Rolling my hips back and forth over the smoothness of their leather boots before the roughness of their laces glide between my pussy lips, rippling over my clit. The sensation bringing gooseflesh over the entirety of my skin.

“Look at you.” Xaden laughs from behind me. “No better than a two-dollar prostitute.”

“Is that what you are, Alyssa?” Zeke asks, crouching in front of me, taking hold of my face in both of his hands. “A cheap bitch any man can fuck. Only thinking about herself?”

“N-no,” I stutter, feeling the effects of my building orgasm hit my lower stomach, my hips rolling and grinding faster with each stroke.

“Who do you belong to then, slut?” Both hands gripping my throat and squeezing. I grind faster, Xaden’s laughter reminding me of my humiliation, the laces still strumming my clit at the perfect angle. My eyes flutter closed but a further slap across my face opens them.

“I asked you a fucking question, Alyssa.”

“I belong to you both!” I cry out. My body desperate to come, screaming for a release I’ve been denied for seven days.

“Ride that cunt faster, fuck yourself on our boots, whore. ”

I do as Zeke asks, widening my legs so my body dips lower, achieving more pressure and contact to the leather, and now slick fabric of the laces. I’m screaming, moaning louder than I ever have before. My chest is heaving as I gulp for the oxygen Zeke is forbidding me from taking.

“Such a good fucking whore,” Xaden praises.

“Come for us.” His hands taking hold of my bare breasts, pinching my nipples so harshly he might tear them off.

The moment he squeezes my breasts, my orgasm spills over and I come on a high-pitched scream as Zeke releases my throat and I finally soak in fresh air.

The fire surrounding us a distant memory now as I crash and burn into the most intense orgasm of my life. Shuddering while I continually ride over their boots and my release squirts aggressively from my cunt.

Snatching their boots from under me, Xaden grins down at me.

“Well.” He nods towards their shoes. “Clean it off.”

Not willing to let them forbid me from further orgasms, I angle my head down, running my tongue over the thick leather, sucking up my juices and swallowing them down.

“That’s it, taste yourself. Swallow it down and fill yourself up on your own cum.

” Xaden degrades me further, pushing me over the edge with his words and I’m back where I was before, desperate to come again.

“Please,” I murmur, still licking my cum from their boots. “Please fuck me.”

“Would you look at that, Xaden. The dirty little cock-sleeve remembers how to beg.”

Their laughter echoes around the abandoned warehouse and I should be embarrassed, hating the way they treat me. But I don’t, I love it and all I want is more every time.

“Up you get.” Xaden hoists me from my kneeling position, turning me to face the wall of fire still flickering brightly, illuminating the room and casting an amber light everywhere.

Pushing me forward, I focus on the old table placed perfectly in front of the flames and I try to dig my heels into the dirt .

“Wait,” I beg. “What are you—”

“You want to come, that’s where it’s going to happen.”

“What!? I’ll burn!” I twist and turn my body in his grasp as I try to lessen his grip on me. “You’re fucking crazy! Both of you!”

“You’re just realising that now, Butterfly?” Xaden says, before biting my earlobe, making me hiss.

The heat from the flames grows higher the closer I’m pushed towards the table, and as Xaden thrusts me towards the desk, I’m face to face with the flickering heat as it dances in front of me. Grabbing me at the nape of my neck, I’m pulled flush with Zeke’s chest this time.

“Legs up, feet flat on the table.” Is all he says before hoisting me up unto the wooden countertop.

“You’re going to squat, Butterfly, and we are gonna fuck you until you can’t come anymore.”

I do as Xaden tells me, squatting low. The heat from the fire bringing a sheen of glistening sweat to my chest and face. So why am I so turned on? Why is every fibre of my being excited beyond belief?

The moment the crown of Zeke’s cock pierces my asshole, forcing its way past my tight ring, I clench in shock.

“Relax for me,” he breathes, and I do the best I can. “That’s my good girl,” he praises me, forcing every inch inside me.

My eyes roll on instinct as he starts to thrust in and out of me. His hands gripping the underside of my thighs, helping with my balance and I lean back against his chest, allowing him to take most of my weight.

Looking down and between my legs, I see Xaden’s head beneath my pussy, a smile on his face so devilish I can’t stop mine from growing.

Poking his tongue out, he begins to eat me out from below. Running his tongue through my wet pussy lips while Zeke speeds up, fucking me angrily from behind .

“Just like that,” I hum with enjoyment. “Fill my cunt, please, Xaden.” His laughter vibrates against my core before he fills me with two fingers.

“More,” I beg. So he adds another. “I said more!” I cry out from the fullness in my asshole and pussy.

“Fucking fill me up!” I howl like the dirty whore I am. “I need it!”

“Jesus Christ , Butterfly,” he moans, stretching me with a fourth finger and his thumb. “You want me to fist this worthless cunt?”

“Yes! Fuck yes!” I scream, at this point the fire and the fact that I’m in a warehouse fading onto the background, because the moment Xaden thrusts his entire hand inside me, I’m weak.

Xaden’s mouth latches onto my clit and I’m the fullest I’ve ever been… ever felt. Both my holes being fucked fervently, aggressively, and without respect. I love it, I love the way they treat me like a whore in the bedroom. Using me for their own gratification and mine.

“That’s it, baby, let go,” Zeke begs, his mouth latching onto the curvature of my neck and biting down harshly. No doubt drawing blood.

“I can feel your fucking dick, Zeke,” Xaden exclaims. “Such a greedy girl, isn’t she?”

Zeke says nothing, his fingers biting into the delicate flesh on my thighs.

“I’m close!” I screech.

Unlatching his teeth from my skin, he growls, moaning with me. “Fuck, me too.”

The moment Xaden pinches my clit, my second orgasm rolls through me.

My stomach clenches as I’m thrust over the edge and into oblivion, squirting my release into the fire.

The sound of singeing cum fills the room as Zeke fills my asshole with thick ropes of jizz, and Xaden slowly removes his entire hand from my pussy.

And I watch as he swallows down drops of my cum that fall free from my pussy.

My body instantly falling limp in Zeke’s arms.

Zeke very slowly pulls out of me, manoeuvring himself so he can lift me in his arms bride style. “Xaden, grab the comforter and put this shit out,” he commands .

Following his command, Xaden removes himself from between my legs, jumping up.

Still holding me close to his chest, I can feel Zeke’s cum seeping from my back hole, but I don’t care. I watch with hooded eyes as Xaden runs back over with a black comforter. He drapes it over my body and places a kiss on my forehead.

“I think I’m in love with you both after that.” I chuckle.

“About time you caught up, Butterfly.” Xaden winks, before walking towards the fire extinguisher, to put out the fire surrounding the three of us.

“How long?” I ask, raising my head and looking at Zeke, who I’m pretty sure is still standing there with his dick hanging out of his trousers.

Smiling down at me, he places a kiss on my forehead. “We’ll talk later, close your eyes and rest.”

Allowing my eyelids to close, the sounds of the fire being put out lulls me into a euphoric relaxation under the knowledge that I’m quite possibly the luckiest girl on the planet.