Anna didn’t hear the response either of them gave but Devin laughed. “Anna’s been sharing stories, has she?” He looked back at Anna, who backed away into Ian.
She looked up and scurried away from him, too. Ian opened his mouth to speak, eyes soft, but she turned away and stared at the floor.
Devin walked back to her and pulled her close. “Can’t we kiss and make up, Baby?” he murmured, then kissed her in just that way that made her knees weak.
Her mind rebelled but her body obeyed. His lips caressed hers and he ran his hands up and down her back. He pushed her into her bedroom and onto her bed where he untied her robe and began kissing her breasts, making her sigh and gasp. Ian came up behind and began kissing her neck and teasing her pussy. Anna moaned in response to the stimulation. Her body took over and she gave herself over to the pleasure. At least it would dull the pain.
*****
Devin did everything he knew to excite Anna. To make her mind give up and her body respond. He kissed and licked and sucked all her sensitive places and Ian did the same.
As angry as he was with her, he couldn’t punish her physically and risk hurting the baby. At least, not punish her in the way she deserved. Her body would protect the baby, but if he couldn’t enjoy punishing her fully, why bother? He would just stick with fucking with her mind until the spring. It was easy enough to do. Making her enjoy herself at the hands of the two men who killed the man she loved. Devin couldn’t imagine a bigger mindfuck than that.
Terrorize her then be nice. Make her body respond to him and Ian. Scare her. Isolate her. That was Devin’s plan. She would be so fucked up in a few weeks she would do anything for him.
Damn her having to go to Germany, though. He would have to work hard to get her so fucked up that even Alex couldn’t get through. Then Alex would get tired of her attitude and send her home to him. He’d see she wasn’t worth it. Hopefully. If not, Devin would find another way.
Devin knelt down before Anna and slipped his tongue inside her sweet wetness. She moaned and grasped at his hair. He knew every single spot of her pussy that made her moan. Ian knelt behind her and rimmed her ass. She cried out and gasped as the two men mercilessly pleasured her.
The two men’s tongues occasionally touched, but Devin didn’t mind. He and Ian had fucked enough times, it hardly registered. To be honest, he kind of liked it. He liked the taste of Anna on Ian’s tongue and by Ian’s reaction, the other man felt the same way.
A few minutes later both men were working her pussy. Ian worked her slit and Devin worked her clit. She wiggled and cried out, but they held her tightly and wouldn’t let her move. Not until she came, which happened a minute later. She screamed and pulled Devin’s hair as she came. Her juices flowed down into their mouths and their tongues fought for the taste.
“Please…,” she whimpered as Devin sucked on her clit.
She was swollen and her clit stood erect and hard. Ian moved back to her ass and began stretching her with his fingers. She would have both of them tonight. He didn’t want it to hurt though. He wanted her screaming in pleasure for hours so that she would be sobbing in the morning, knowing she’d betrayed the man she loved with her body.
Her inner thighs were wet and her pussy dripping. He could feel it on his chin as he sucked harder. Suddenly she screamed again and tried to twist away from his mouth, but he wouldn’t let her. She came hard and he lapped up her sweetness. It was dripping down her thighs and he drew his tongue up from her knees up to the swollen lips. Her knees shook and her hands knotted in his hair.
She groaned as Ian moved another finger inside her. She needed to be stretched good for her to take them both. Devin was almost as big as Ian now and it would be a tight fit. His cock throbbed against his jeans thinking about ramming his cock into her. The swelling should have gone down by now. She didn’t seem to have had any problems with Travis earlier in the evening.
She panted and struggled to stay upright. Devin made eye contact with Ian and they laid her on the bed. After they undressed, each took a breast and sucked on the nipple, causing her to cry out. Devin continued to circle her clit with his hand and brought her to her third orgasm quickly.
He nodded to Ian again and Ian rolled on top of Anna and slowly pushed his way between her legs to lubricate his cock. She’d never had him in the ass with lubrication and was in for a pleasant surprise.
“You feel incredible,” Ian groaned as he thrust into her. His cock was slick and shimmered in the bedroom light. He truly was an impressive sight.
Anna’s eyes were closed and she met his thrusts with soft moans and mewls. Devin leaned down and kissed her and she snaked her hand around his neck and held him tightly.
When Ian pulled out she whimpered loudly and pleaded with her eyes. Ian chuckled. “Patience, hon.” He lay down on his back and pulled her on top of him, facing away.
“No, no, please Ian,” she begged. “Please don't hurt me.”
“I won’t, hon. I stretched you out and I’m lubed. It shouldn’t hurt.” He held her by her hips and she winced as he positioned himself at her asshole.
She whimpered as he pressed her down.
“Relax, Anna. If you tighten it will hurt. I don't want it to hurt.”
Anna took a breath and her body relaxed. Devin moved to watch her face as Ian pushed her down onto him. Her eyes got wide and her mouth opened as he slid smoothly into her ass.
She sighed as she sat down on Ian’s hips. The ecstasy was evident on her face.
Ian pulled her back to lie down and he thrust in and out a few times, making her moan loudly.
“Oh, Ian. Oh, God, yes!” she cried as he thrust in hard. She reached back and put her arms around Ian’s neck as he thrust up into her.
Devin stroked his cock as he watched. When he saw she was ready, he moved between her legs and pressed his cock inside her. He could feel Ian’s girth and the fit was tight. But she moaned and writhed in between them as he pressed himself all the way in.
“Devin…,” she sighed, opening her eyes and looking at him lustfully.
“Hey, Baby,” he said softly, and kissed her deeply as he and Ian began to move.
They would last for hours and would fuck her until she was exhausted. Anna’s eyes opened in surprise as another orgasm hit her. She arched back and screamed as they pumped themselves into her body, making it last for a long time. She felt incredible. She was made for this.
*****
Anna screamed out her umpteenth orgasm. Ian and Devin had fucked her every way she could imagine. Together. Separate. Devin fucked her ass and Ian ate her pussy, then they switched after she came. They moved back and forth between her ass and pussy, pain and pleasure, pain and pleasure. She couldn’t remember a night full of more pleasure without some sort of drug. Of course, Devin knew her body. Knew just where to kiss or touch to make her come and come hard.
They were all sweating and panting, and still they continued pulling orgasms from her body. Her throat was sore from crying out so much. Her pussy felt raw, and yet another orgasm built inside her as she rode Devin with his hands on her hips, directing her movements.
She screamed again and ground her hips into his. She saw Devin glance at Ian and then Ian was behind her, pushing his huge cock into her ass.
She moaned as he filled her. The feeling of the two men inside her was overwhelming. They rammed themselves inside her with perfect rhythm and she heard Devin groan. Would he finally come? She was surprised at how long he’d lasted.
Another orgasm built and Anna screamed. She heard Devin and Ian shout out as they emptied themselves into her body.
She collapsed onto Devin’s chest and he ran his hands over her hair. Ian kissed her shoulder before pulling himself out and rolling onto his back. Her bed was only a queen and it was a tight fit with the three of them. Devin lifted her off and rolled to his side, pulling her close. Ian scooted close and put his hand on her hip.
“Go to sleep, Baby,” Devin whispered. “You did w
ell.”
Anna gave them a tired smile and fell asleep.
Chapter Nineteen
Anna woke with a start. The sun was up and she was alone in her bed, but evidence of the previous night’s sexual adventures was evident in the twisted sheets and the smell of Devin on her pillow. She looked around; their clothes were gone. They must have left.
Grief hit her square in the face and Anna curled up under the covers and sobbed. She had betrayed the memory of her love by having sex with the men who killed him.
It felt as if her body would explode with grief. She didn’t deserve even Ben’s memory. She was weak. How could she have enjoyed last night so much? A little voice inside her told her that she couldn’t help it, that she’d been trained that way. But she didn’t believe it. If she’d really loved Ben she would have resisted…somehow.
Disgust made her stomach churn. She had no self-control.
“Anna?” Jenna knocked on the door and Anna heard her door open.
Anna pushed the covers away from her face, sat up and looked at her best friend with mournful eyes.
Jenna leaned against the wall. “It sure didn’t sound like he hurt you last night.” Her eyes were narrowed and accusatory.
Anna looked down at her hands, shame making her body tingle and her stomach churn. “He didn’t,” she said softly. “He.…” She sighed. “I’m a terrible person.”
Jenna came and sat next to Anna on her bed. “Anna,” Jenna said, putting her hand on Anna’s. “If I didn’t know how you had been raised I would have been disgusted. But I know what Devin did to you. Anna, he’s fucking with your head.”
Anna eyes filled with tears as she looked despondently at her friend. “No, I’m weak.”
Jenna shook her head. “I heard him say it as they were leaving. He’s trying to fuck with your head. I don’t know why.”
“I don’t know why he didn’t just hurt me. He likes to do that.” She buried her face in her hands. “I’m so ashamed. Did Matt hear?”
Jenna winced. “Yeah. He was pissed at you until I gave him more of your background. He doesn’t totally get it, but he doesn’t think you were trampling on Ben’s memory.”
Anna didn’t say anything. What could she say?
She glanced at her clock. “I need to get ready.” They needed to leave in twenty minutes.
*****
Anna went through the day in a daze. She preferred the numbness to the emotional roller coaster. She did her best to keep any interactions short. She had a five minute conversation with Katherine in the afternoon about attending a performance. They decided on Thursday evening. The family would head home Friday evening, taking Ben’s body to bury him in Seattle. Anna wouldn’t go. She mumbled something about not seeing Ben in the ground, then just ended the call. Anyone else just got a nod or a head shake.
Anna only came out of her daze when she danced and then went right back into numbness. She didn’t speak to anyone, even Travis, who simply sat with her and held her hand.
Thursday passed in a similar manner. When she returned to the theater for the performance, she stayed in her dressing room except when she was needed on stage.
Ben’s family came backstage after the performance was over. They said she danced beautifully and that Ben would have been proud. She didn’t say much but was polite. Katherine hugged her hard before they left and told her that Matt would drive her to Ben’s memorial service in the morning.
Anna spent most of that night staring out her window at the lights of the city. She couldn’t even feel tired.
The numbness at least felt safe.
Chapter Twenty
Anna sat on her bed in her black dress, staring at the floor as she waited for Matt to arrive. She could hear Jenna moving around in the living room, but Anna didn’t feel like moving. She would have to once Matt arrived, but until then, she could be alone.
She twisted the ring on her finger. It was the only jewelry she wore aside from Alex’s bracelet and Devin’s necklace. She didn’t feel worthy to wear it, but Katherine had mentioned that she liked it and Anna didn’t want to disappoint her.
Matt knocked a few minutes later. Jenna answered the door and when Anna walked out into the hallway she saw Greg was there as well.
“What are you doing here?” she spat, her anger rising to the surface.
Greg looked at her sympathetically. “He was my friend too, Anna. I told Matt I’d drive you guys.”
She narrowed her eyes at him, then picked up her purse and swept past him.
“Why don’t you like Greg?” Jenna whispered as they walked together to the elevator. “You’ve been hostile to him for months.”
“Because he’s my babysitter from Alex. I don’t want anything to do with Alex, but still he’s here.”
“You like Wilhelm,” Jenna pointed out. “And Kurt.”
Anna ground her teeth. “It’s different.”
“How?”
“It just is,” Anna snapped.
Jenna put her hands up in surrender. “All right. It’s different.”
*****
Anna sat in the front seat of Greg’s black Avalanche, staring blankly out the front window. She refused to respond when he tried to engage her in casual conversation. He seemed amused with her, which riled her to no end.
“We’ll leave for Frankfurt right after the last show on the twenty-eighth,” Greg said, switching tactics.
Anna crossed her arms and huffed. “I’m not going.”
Greg laughed. “What do you mean you’re not going?”
She glared at him. “You heard me. I’m not going.”
“And you think you get to make this decision?”
“I’ll make a fuss at the airport and security will arrest me.”
“We’re taking the family’s new jet. There won’t be security to alert.”
Anna huffed again. “I’m still not going. I don’t want to see him.”
“See who?” Matt asked. “Where are you going?”
“I’m not going,” Anna snapped.
“Germany,” Greg answered. “Frankfurt to be exact. To see…a friend. And someone who can help Anna.”
Anna snorted. “Like he wants to help me.”
Greg sighed. “He does Anna. He doesn’t hate you. I don’t know where you came up with that idea.”
“Maybe because he left. Because he didn’t even bother to call me when Ben died. Because…,” Anna didn’t finish her sentence. So many things.
“You’re rather rebellious for someone in your situation,” Greg commented dryly.
“I don’t care anymore.”
She turned her head and stared out the window. She wouldn’t go to Germany and that was that. Yes, it would be nice to see Wilhelm and Kurt, but to see them with their wives would be uncomfortable. She adored Wilhelm and it would be hard to be around him and not be able to curl up next to him anytime she wanted to.
She supposed because Greg said “we,” that he was coming with her. Sigh. Twelve hours being stuck with him. Maybe she could get away…not go home after the performance. She could go to Travis’ house, maybe. Then Greg wouldn’t be able to find her. He would have to tell Alex that he’d failed. The thought brought a smile to her lips.
“You need to make sure you get some warm clothes. They have snow in the winter.”
Anna kept staring out the window. She didn’t need warm clothes because she wasn’t going.
Greg sighed. “Jenna, can you take her shopping and make sure she has a warm coat and other things you need for snow? Alex says they’re expecting a cold winter.”
“Sure,” Jenna said.
“And she needs a formal dress, too.”
“For what?” Anna asked, curiosity getting the best of her.
Greg looked at her out of the corner of his eye. “For New Year’s.”
Anna grunted and turned away again. “I’m still not going.”
They stopped at a light and Greg grabbed her chin and turned her to face him. “Ale
x has ordered me to take you to Germany, and I never fail to follow his orders,” he said in a low voice. “You will be going if I have to drag you kicking and screaming onto that plane.”
Anna narrowed her eyes. “He ordered you? Are you his slave too?”
“What?” Matt exclaimed
“Don’t worry about it, Matt,” Jenna said softly.
Anna continued to glare at Greg until the light changed and he released her chin and went back to driving. He didn’t speak again, which suited her just fine.
He pulled into a parking lot about ten minutes later. Just as he did so, it began to rain and Anna sighed. It fit her mood, she supposed. Greg offered her an umbrella before she got out, but she whipped her head around and got out of the vehicle, getting drenched in the process.
She started walking towards the entrance quickly and suddenly the rain stopped falling on her. She looked up and saw Greg walking next to her with the umbrella over her head.
“I don’t need your help,” she snarled and stepped sideways back into the rain.
“Anna, you’re being ridiculous,” he said, stepping closer.
“I don’t care.” She stepped away again.
He grabbed her arm and held her firmly next to him, making her walk in step with him. “Do you want to get sick?”
“I don’t get sick,” she snapped. “I’ve never been sick.”
Greg sighed. “I didn’t know you were so difficult.”
“Then don’t bother with me.”
“It’s my job.”
“Fire your boss.”
“I respect Alex more than anyone else in the world. I will bother with you because he cares about you.” He studied her for a moment and then his face softened. “And I know you’re going through a very difficult time right now,” he added in a softer voice.
Tears filled her eyes unexpectedly and she looked down at the ground. She stopped fighting and let him lead her inside.
When they got inside Anna looked around and saw the place was very full. “Oh, God,” she said, backing into Greg as she spotted Jack across the room. She hadn’t seen him since the night she and Ben had fought.
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