Logan’s eyes were locked on her, his expression dark with lust. Luc’s eyes were locked on her, too. She didn’t know what his expression meant but it was definitely no longer blank. They both reached for their shirts and whipped them off then dropped them to the floor before moving toward her. A heated wave of lust flooded her body and her hormones woke up and screamed, “yes, yes, yes.” They were gorgeous. Two bronze warriors with black hair, square jaws, and beautifully sculpted lips. Their arms were just the way she liked them, strong with well-defined muscles, and their bellies had sharply sculpted washboard abs that she ached to explore.
Luc moved to her left side as Logan moved to her right and she took note that this was their usual pattern. Looking in the mirror and seeing Logan’s feelings on his face, she realized he didn’t care if people knew what he was feeling, but Luc hid his emotions behind a blank mask. She smiled, wiggled her ass, and then relaxed. Logan flashed her a smile as Luc moved to her head and crouched down until his gleaming eyes met hers. God, she loved his eyes with their thick, straight, black lashes and sharply arching brows. When she looked closely enough, she thought she could see what he was feeling hidden deep within them.
“I expect you to stay in position. If you move I’ll add ten swats.” Luc smoothed her hair and arranged it over her left shoulder. “Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Luc ran his hand over her hair several more times almost as if he couldn’t resist touching it. “You have beautiful hair.”
Cassie smiled at him, her amber eyes glowing with happiness.
Luc gazed back at her, then leaned forward and slid his lips over hers. “You’re getting twenty swats. Ten from me and ten from Logan. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir. Do you want me to say I’m sorry for the ice cream attack?”
Luc lifted a brow. “Are you sorry?”
“No, but it’s the thought that counts, Sir.”
Crinkles appeared around Luc’s eyes and she grinned, pleased that she had made this stern man smile.
“Keep that thought in mind.” He touched her hair one last time then moved to stand next to Logan and nodded at him. “You go first, Logan.”
Logan began by running his hands over Cassie’s body, beginning at her ankles then up the backs of her legs, and over her ass cheeks. He gave each of them a little squeeze and a pat, then slid his hands up to her lower back. He squeezed her waist and massaged her back through the thin material of her shirt. His fingers pressed into her back on either side of her spine and she shivered as he stroked up to her shoulders. She shivered again as the heat of his chest pressed against her. He gathered her hair into one hand and ran his hand down it then nibbled on the back of her neck. Goose bumps flared on her skin as he blew his breath over her neck then nipped her ear. He continued to nibble and kiss her neck while his hands ran over her sides and squeezed her hips. “You have the silkiest skin I’ve ever felt.” Logan moved back down her body, touching her every step of the way. Cassie watched in the mirror as he squatted down and looked at her pussy.
“Sugar, you have a beautiful ass and your pussy makes me hungry.” Logan walked his fingers down her crack then around her pussy, before he brushed his fingers over the outer edges of her swollen, wet labia.
He pressed on her clit and Cassie drew a deep breath into her lungs. He swirled his fingers over her clit and she gasped then wiggled, wanting more. Logan stood, smiled, and then swatted her ass. Once on each cheek.
Cassie squeaked with surprise then watched as Luc took Logan’s place. He exactly copied Logan’s words and actions, ending with a stinging swat to each ass cheek. “Oh, my god,” she screamed. They were more diabolical than she had ever dreamt they would be.
Luc chuckled then glanced at Logan. “I like our new pet, bro.”
Logan nodded. “I think she likes us, too, but she’s getting two more for speaking without permission.”
Luc nodded his agreement. “My turn.”
Cassie watched in the mirror as Luc moved behind her, squatted down, then grasped her upper thighs with his hands and pushed them farther apart.
“You’re right, Logan. This is one tasty-looking pussy.”
Cassie held her breath and watched in the mirror as Luc leaned toward her. Her right leg blocked her view so she closed her eyes and focused her attention on the area between her legs. She trembled when Luc’s warm breath flowed over her. Yes, yes, yes, please touch me now. Expecting him to kiss or lick her pussy, she whimpered with disappointment when Luc’s lips slid down the inside of her left thigh. His hair brushed against the inside of her legs and tickled her pussy. She began moaning and rocking back and forth until Luc leaned back and swatted her, hard, once on each ass cheek. “Be still, Cassandra.”
“Please, please, oh.” She froze as he dipped his head and began kissing and nibbling on the silken flesh of her inner right thigh. She wiggled and he chuckled then swatted her again. His hands tightened on her thighs and pulled her back against his mouth. Luc kissed her pussy the same way he had kissed her mouth earlier. Starting out softly, he used his tongue to stroke over each side then slid it up and down her slit until she fluttered open for him. Cassie tightened her hands on the handholds and fought the urge to press back against him. If she moved, he would stop what he was doing and she absolutely didn’t want him to stop. Breathing hard, her pulse pounding in her neck, she waited, then cried out as his tongue circled her clit before stroking up and down her slit again and then slipping into her. She lost the battle with herself and pushed back against his mouth. Luc stopped. Cassie opened her eyes and saw him grinning at her in the mirror before he swatted her ass twice on each side then rose to his feet.
Logan took his place and she whimpered.
“Please, please, Sir,” she begged. Every nerve in her body was on high alert, wanting, needing the release Logan could give her.
Logan chuckled, grasped her thighs exactly the same way Luc had, and then he began kissing her left thigh.
“Damn you, damn y—”
“No cussing, pet.” Logan swatted her twice on the back of each thigh where it curved into her butt.
Cassie cried out, her skin stinging.
Luc walked around the bench until he was directly in front of her. He crouched down until his eyes met hers. “There are rules to this game, pet. You broke one of them so now Logan has to start over.”
Cassie protested, and Logan swatted her again, causing her eyes to tear and her vision of Luc to blur. She blinked, clearing them. Luc moved back to his position slightly behind her left hip. He crossed his arms over his chest and watched Logan touch her. The size of the bulge in the front of his jeans caught her attention, and she stared at it then glanced at his face and was surprised to see him watching her in the mirror. His eyes met hers, watching her closely as Logan tightened his hands on her thighs and began again. She moaned, licked her lips, then mouthed “oh my god” and the lines around Luc’s eyes appeared again.
By the time Logan finished copying Luc’s actions, Cassie was begging them to let her come. Both men chuckled and Logan ran his hands over her ass and her back, soothing her. Leaning over her, he whispered against her neck, “My turn, sugar,” then laughed and nipped her earlobe when she whimpered.
Logan moved back, swatted her ass twice on each cheek, then crouched down and just stared at her pussy. Cassie watched him in the mirror and thought, oh, my, god, they have this down to a fine art. She whined when he slid his finger down her slit and up over her clit, circling it before strumming his fingers over it once and then again.
“Do you want to come, sugar?”
“Yes, yes, please, Sir.”
He smiled then stroked his finger up and down her slit again. “Would you like me to finger you, sugar?”
“Yes, Logan, please.” Cassie wiggled and felt the lips of her pussy flutter as a spasm of need tightened her belly and a stream of her juices trickled from her and ran down her slit. It coated her clit before making a litt
le puddle beneath her. She blushed, knowing she was leaving a mark on the padded bench.
Logan smiled. “Too bad you marked no fingering on your limits, sugar,” he said before running his fingers up and down her slit again and again, each time circling around her clit but never giving her the touch she needed.
Cassie gasped and moaned and wiggled. The need to come consumed her thoughts. With every fiber of her being she wished she was naked and being fucked by them until she couldn’t move. It took her a moment to realize Logan had stopped touching her.
“Up you go, sugar,” Logan said as he pulled her up then lifted her off the bench. “Knees, now,” he said as he unbuttoned his jeans then pushed them to the floor and stepped out of them.
Cassie licked her lips before dropping to her knees in front of him. Logan was amazing clothed but naked he was magnificent. His cock rose from his well-groomed pubic area. It was beautifully thick and wonderfully long with a distinctly shaped mushroom-head that glistened with a drop of pre-cum. The sight of it made her wish she had highlighted the little box next to the words “I want to be fucked” and then drawn an entire circle of arrows around it.
“Open, sugar,” Logan said as he stepped closer, his fist around his cock, stroking it. “Feel free to use your hands.”
Cassie licked her lips, swallowed, and then told herself she could do this. She had read about sucking a man’s cock, and she had seen it done many times so she knew what to do. She opened her mouth, and Logan rubbed the head against her lower lip, coating it with the drop of pre-cum. She licked her lips then his cock and opened her mouth wider as he pressed it between her lips. When he pulled back, she swept her tongue over the shaft, feeling each vein and bump along the shaft. She licked her lips again, wetting them before leaning forward and taking his cock into her mouth. She licked it, flicking her tongue over it and slowly taking more of the thick shaft into her mouth. When the head bumped the back of her throat, she swallowed and controlled her gag response as she lashed the length with her tongue. Logan’s hands slid into her hair and he held her still as he moaned and rocked his cock in and out of her mouth.
“That’s so good, sugar.”
Wanting to please him, Cassie sucked on him, hollowing her cheeks before humming then swallowing. Logan groaned and began fucking her mouth faster and a little deeper. She slid her hand to his balls and touched then with her fingertips, then gently cupped them and rolled them. She used one finger to stroke his perineum and Logan tightened his hands in her hair as she felt his balls draw up closer to his body.
“Swallow, pet,” he demanded as his cock jerked, then his cum flooded her mouth in hot spurts.
Cassie swallowed and whipped her tongue from one side of his cock to the other as he groaned and shuddered. She held him in her mouth, reluctant to release him for another moment then licked and sucked on him as she let him go.
Logan lifted her to her feet and kissed her, his tongue swept into her mouth and tasted her. He swatted her ass one time, then lifted her and placed her back on the spanking bench. In the mirror, he smiled at her then looked at Luc. “Your turn.”
Cassie trembled when Luc crouched down next to her, his eyes level with hers. Her lower lip trembled and tears blurred her vision. She wanted to come. Right now.
Luc lifted a tear from her cheek then licked his finger. “Do you want to come, Cassandra?”
“Yes, please, Sir.”
Luc patted her on the back then stood up and ran his hands down her back as he moved behind her and crouched down. He stroked his finger up and down her slit. Once, then again. “Would you like me to finger you, sugar?”
“No, oh, no, no.” Cassie whimpered, knowing what was coming next. Helplessly she wiggled and wished he would touch her clit.
“You don’t?” Luc asked.
“Yes, yes, please, Sir, please.” Cassie pressed back, opening her legs wider, offering herself to him.
“Too bad you marked no fingering on your limits.” Luc ran his fingers up and down her slit again and again, each time circling around her clit but not touching it.
Cassie nodded her head in agreement and moaned. It took her a moment to realize Luc had stopped touching her.
“Up you go.” Luc pulled her up then lifted her off the bench. “Knees, now.” He unbuttoned his jeans then pushed them to the floor and stepped out of them.
Cassie glanced up at him then dropped to her knees. Luc was an exact match for Logan in height and build. Even his cock was thick and long, the head red and glistening with pre-cum, but he had an oddly shaped mark on his right hip bone. She reached out and traced it with her finger and tears filled her eyes when she realized it was in the shape of a small belt buckle. Without thinking she leaned forward and kissed it.
Luc threaded his fingers through her hair and tipped her head up until her eyes met his. “You’re years too late to kiss it better.” He used his thumbs to brush the tears from the corners of her eyes then gently tipped her head down.
She dropped back on her heels then licked her lips, wetting them in anticipation of what came next.
“Open, pet,” Luc said as he stepped closer, his fist around his cock, stroking it.
Cassie opened her mouth and Luc slid the head against her lower lip, coating it with the drops of pre-cum. She hummed low in her throat then licked her lips and his cock before she opened her mouth wider and he pressed forward. Luc buried his hands in her hair and groaned, so she did it again before taking his cock into her mouth as deeply as she could. She hummed then swallowed around the head.
* * * *
Luc couldn’t keep the groan of pleasure from rumbling from his throat. “That’s good, pet. So good.”
He tightened his hands in her hair and dropped his head back when she lashed his cock with her tongue then sucked on it. He wanted to pretend she was just another woman he and Logan played with but he had a strict policy about lying to himself. When she had kissed the scar on his hip he’d wanted to pick her up and let the scent and feel of her comfort him.
He shuddered then pushed his cock deeper into her mouth. She hummed and he felt the vibration along the length of his shaft. He looked down at her and her amber eyes trapped his as she swallowed and her throat tightened on the head of his cock. She slid her lips up and down his shaft. Her tongue licked and flicked over the head again and again.
“Cassandra.” He rocked his hips, gently fucking her mouth, and another groan of pleasure escaped his lips. He felt the warning tingle of an impending orgasm and wanted to tell her to swallow but couldn’t form the words. With his eyes still on hers he felt her tongue lash over him and a second later she swallowed and an intense explosion of pleasure slammed through him. “Cassandra.”
She continued to suck on him and he shuddered as another spurt of cum shot from his cock. He shuddered again when she gently licked his cock before releasing him. A moment later she leaned forward and planted another tiny kiss on the mark on his hip.
He lifted her to her feet and kissed her once, then again as he ran his hands over her. He held her for a moment longer then gently swatted her ass one time before picking her up and placing her back on the spanking bench.
* * * *
Luc and Logan picked up their jeans and stepped into them. Cassie watched, puzzled, as they buttoned them then picked up their shirts and pulled them on.
Luc lifted her from the bench, set her on her feet, then hugged her and brushed his lips over hers. “Thank you. All is forgiven.”
Logan moved up behind them and turned her around. He hugged her then brushed his lips over hers. “I’m proud of you, Cassie.”
Cassie smiled. For the first time in a long time, standing between them with their arms around her, she felt happy and safe and like she belonged somewhere. Belonged to somebody. She tightened her arms around their waists. She could still taste them on her tongue. She sniffed Logan then Luc. They even smelled good. A combination of male flesh, cologne, sex, and her.
Logan picked her
up and followed Luc to the door. Before she could protest, Logan carried her to her bedroom. Luc opened the door and Logan set her down.
Luc pinched her chin with his thumb and fingers and lifted her face until her eyes met his. “No masturbating.”
Logan patted her on the bottom. “Not for twenty-four hours. Do you understand?”
“But, I didn’t get to come, Logan.”
“It’s part of your punishment, Cassandra. So, no masturbating,” Luc said, his voice firm.
“And, don’t think we won’t know because we will and then we’ll double your punishment,” Logan added.
Feeling uptight and jittery, Cassie glared at them. “You both got to come.”
Logan grinned. “We know, sugar. You pleased us very much but this is for your own good. Now, be a good girl and go to bed.”
“I think I hate both of you,” Cassie said, her voice stunned.
Luc patted her on the top of her head. “You’ll feel better in the morning, pet. Well, not in the morning but by this time tomorrow night.”
Logan looked at him and chuckled. “Good one, bro. See, you do have a sense of humor.”
“I wasn’t trying to make a joke, Logan.”
Cassie watched them walk off. In a temper, she slammed her door then leaned back against it. She was tempted to see if they really would know if she gave herself a little relief. Deciding they would, she stomped over to the bed and threw herself across it. Bastards.
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