Page 218 of Theirs to Desire (Club M: Boxed Set)

“You should also cross orgasm denial off the list,” I point out. “We’re done with that. Right?” He doesn’t reply, not immediately, and my eyes narrow. “Julian?”

He chuckles. “Okay, fine. We’re done with that.

” He perches at the edge of the bench. He’s hard.

His erection is clearly visible under his trousers, but unlike me, he doesn’t seem to have any problems keeping his arousal in check.

“What do you think? Anything you want to do again, anything you don’t want to repeat? ”

I think about it. “I wasn’t a fan of the gag,” I say at last. “I didn’t hate it, but I didn’t love it either. I’d much rather swallow a real cock. The rest was amazing.” I take another drink of water. “You’re both still fully dressed, by the way. Is that going to change any time soon?”

Julian tilts his head to the side. “If you’ve recovered enough to be a smart ass, we can get going again.”

Damien pulls me in front of a mirror. His fingers trace the faint red marks the riding crop has left on my skin.

“Poor Sophia,” he murmurs, his breath tickling my ear.

“Should I kiss them better? Or should I fuck your pretty little ass?” He spanks me hard, the sound echoing in the quiet room. “Decisions, decisions.”

Julian pulls the bench away from the wall, and Damien bends me over it. He strips efficiently, removes my plug, drizzles fresh lube between my cheeks, and then pushes his cock in.

I do my best to relax, but even with the plug loosening me up, there’s still resistance.

Damien kisses my neck and strokes my back.

He moves slowly, giving me time to acclimatize, and pushes his cock steadily forward.

I clench my fingers into a fist as I feel my muscles stretch to accommodate his thickness.

Julian’s cock is suddenly at my lips. I wrap my fingers around his length and close my mouth over his thickness. I swirl my tongue over his head, licking him and teasing him before I take him deep.

He groans out loud, and I can see him in the mirrors, head thrown back, face etched with desire.

Damien pulls out and applies more lube, then pushes in again. Inch by inch, he fills me, and it is glorious.

It’s intense. So intense. And Damien takes it up a notch when he shoves the rabbit into my pussy and turns it on. I suck Julian’s cock down my throat as Damien fucks my ass, and it doesn’t take me long to get to Orgasm Two. Then Damien comes with a groan, which triggers Orgasm Three.

This time, we cross off anal sex, vibrator on genitals, spanking, and fellatio off the list. Well, Julian does. I lie on the bench, absolutely drained from my three orgasms.

There are only three things on the screen still highlighted in red. Nipple clamps, blindfolds, and double penetration.

I’m feeling the oddest sense of déjà vu. The last time we were here—the only time we were here—Julian had wrapped a blindfold over my eyes, and then they’d taken me at the same time, one cock in my pussy and another in my ass.

And now we’re going to do it again.

This time, it’s Damien who blindfolds me. Two sets of mouths lick and suck my aching nipples until they’re erect, and they place the clamps on my swollen nubs.

I hiss.

“Too much?” Julian asks. He does something, and the sting eases. “How’s that?”

Fire blazes through my core. “It’s good,” I breathe. “Perfect.”

Someone—Damien, I think—brushes a kiss over my lips. Someone else—Julian, if I’m guessing correctly—gently strokes the tips of my nipples while squeezing my breasts. I wriggle and squirm, my body desperate for them all over again.

“Come here, Sophia,” Damien says. He laces his fingers in mine and tugs me down. I feel the mattress sink under his weight. “Straddle me,” he orders. He grips my hips, and I rub my aching pussy against his erect cock before lowering myself on his thick length.

It’s the first time all night I’ve had a cock in my pussy.

Damien pulls me close. My breasts mash into his chest, and I shiver. My clamped nipples are tender, and his thrusts are powerful and demanding. Once again, the slight pain dissolves into searing pleasure. Electric sparks run through my body.

Then Julian’s fingers are at my ass, and he’s penetrating that tight ring of muscle, lubing me up again for his cock. “Ask me,” he says.

An hour ago, I might have protested. Not now. I want this too much. “Please, Julian,” I whimper. I’m shaking with need. “Please fuck my ass.”

He rubs my asshole with the head of his cock.

Damien holds me in place as Julian presses his length inside me.

I dig my nails into the sheets as he pulls back and presses in further.

He isn’t shoving himself in; he’s moving with deliberate slowness.

His fingers stroke my shoulders. Damien kisses me, his mouth swallowing my moans.

And then Julian is completely buried inside me.

They give me a minute to get used to the overwhelming fullness.

I can’t see, and every other sensation feels heightened.

Sizzling, forbidden heat dances over my skin, but more than lust, what I’m feeling right now is intimacy.

Being held like this—sandwiched between the two men—is dangerously intimate.

“You ready to get fucked, Sophia?” Julian asks, his voice strained.

Fucked. Yes. That’s exactly what I’m here for. Nothing else. “Yes,” I breathe. “Yes, Sir.”

He laughs softly and thrusts. He wraps my hair around his fingers and tugs, and Damien swallows my whimper. “One more orgasm, Sophia?” His fingers find my clit as his cock drives deep.

They move in unison. Julian bites my shoulder while Damien pinches my clit. I cling to them as wave after wave of relentless pleasure washes over me. I am battered by their cocks, and I crave it. My body is aflame, and I need it. They fuck my pussy and my ass, and I love it.

This time, my orgasm hits me with the force of a tidal wave. Dimly, I hear Julian grunt out his pleasure as he comes. Damien’s thrusts turn uneven. His fingers grip my hips, and he explodes. I slump between them, utterly exhausted.

This was everything I wanted it to be. No, it was more . And that’s a problem. Because getting involved with Damien and Julian isn’t really part of my plan.