23. Camila

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Istare at Renzo and Elio, both naked and stroking their impressive cocks.

Elio's cock is long, scarily long, and thick. But Renzo's is so thick it makes my thighs clench. I can't believe that either of their cocks would fit inside me. Especially considering I've never been fucked.

My heart pounds in my chest, fear and something else I can't quite name coursing through my veins.

The ache between my thighs is sickening because the last thing I should feel is arousal right now. Renzo's mask should scare me, but instead, it makes my clit throb and my nipples hard.

I shouldn't want this. I don't want this. At least, that's what I try to tell myself.

But a part of me, deep and dark, wants this. Wants these two powerful, beautiful men to use me like a toy. I hate myself for wanting something so twisted and wrong. But I can't deny the heat pooling in my belly, the way my body responds to their dominance.

Elio and Renzo have spent weeks lying to and manipulating me. Now, I'm their slave, trapped in their web of deceit. I should hate them for it, but I can't. Something about them still draws me in.

Elio steps toward me, his hand still stroking his hard cock. "You know you want this."

I do. God help me, I do. But I can't let them see that. I can't let them know how much power they have over me. They want to use me to get to my family. So I shake my head, trying to back away, but Renzo's hand snakes out, grabbing my wrist.

"You're not going anywhere, bookworm," he says, his eyes dark with desire, peering at me through the eyeholes of his mask. "You're ours now. And we're going to take what belongs to us."

I whimper, fear and desire warring within me. There's no escape. Elio is going to take my virginity. This isn't how I expected it to happen. Ever since I'd made plans for tonight with him, I knew I'd have sex.

Elio moves onto the bed behind me, grabbing my hips so hard I'm sure he's going to leave bruises. "Fuck, baby girl," he growls, fingers dipping inside me. "You're dripping wet for us."

Renzo chuckles darkly. "I knew you were hungry for both of us, bookworm."

Elio presses his cock between my thighs, sending a shiver down my spine. He leans over my back, his lips brushing against my ear. "We're going to make you feel so good, princess," he whispers. "You're going to beg us for more."

I moan, unable to stop myself. I'm lost, drowning in Elio's touch and their words. I don't know how to fight this, how to resist. And I'm not sure I want to.

Elio's hand moves between my legs, his fingers teasing my entrance. I gasp, arching my back. I'm so wet, so ready, even though I know I shouldn't be.

Renzo's eyes remain fixed on me as he jerks his thick cock, the tip glistening with precum. "Make her moan, brother. She's our dirty little slut."

Elio and Renzo are the last men I should want, especially after all they've put me through. But as Elio's fingers tease me and slide into my pussy, I know that I don't just want this, I need this.

My body betrays me, arching into Elio's touch, begging for more. I can feel his cock, hard and ready, pressing against my clit, and I want it. I want him.

"That's it, princess," Elio whispers in my ear, his breath hot and heavy. "You're so wet for us. You want this, don't you?"

Renzo's hand moves up and down his cock, watching through the eyes and holes of his mask. "She's tight, isn't she brother?"

Elio groans. "Yeah, tight as fuck. She'll feel perfect, wrapped around my thick cock." He spanks my ass hard, making me gasp in surprise. And then I feel the thick, hot head of his cock against my entrance.

"Wait, I don't?—"

I scream as he pushes inside me without hesitation, stretching me and making me hurt so badly.

"There's no more waiting, baby girl. I've spent weeks waiting to get inside you," he growls into my ear. "You feel so fucking good."

My eyes water as Elio pushes all the way inside me until his balls are pressing against my clit. The pain is so intense tears spill from my eyes.

"Stop. I can't take it!"

Renzo brings his eyes to my level. That skeletal mask makes him far more intimidating than usual. "Tears, bookworm?" He lifts the bottom of his mask, and his tongue laps at my cheeks, tasting my tears. "Beautiful. I love it when girls cry. Especially during sex. It's so hot."

I shudder. Who would be that fucked up?

Clearly, Renzo isn't right in the head.

"You can take it. And soon enough, you'll enjoy it." Elio moves for the first time, pulling out of me only to slam back inside with brute force.

I gasp, more tears escaping my eyes. It hurts, but there's also a strange underlying sensation. Kicking out, I try to scramble away, but Elio's grip on my hips is too strong. Elio continues to pound into me, ignoring my cries of pain.

Renzo stands, still staring at me through the eyeholes of his mask. A mask that should freak me out. And yet, somehow, it is a turn on.

"Open wide for me, baby," he demands, pressing his cock against my lips.

I shake my head, clamping my lips shut.

He grabs my jaw and forces my mouth open, shoving his dick inside. I gag, making more tears stream down my face as he thrusts into my throat.

It's degrading, humiliating, but ashamedly hot. Their dominance and forcefulness make my body respond, even as my mind screams for me to resist. I can't help but moan around Ren's cock, my back arching as Elio plows into me from behind.

Giving away my virginity isn't something I'd given much thought to, but I sure as hell didn't expect it to go like this.

The pain is gone now, and all I feel is a red-hot pleasure.

Elio's hand wraps around my throat, his fingers digging into my skin. "Good girl," he says, his voice filled with satisfaction. "Your tight little cunt is heaven."

"You're ours now, princess," Renzo says, thrusting his cock into my throat. "And we're going to use you however we want."

Sandwiched between the two of them, there's no stopping them. They can fuck me for as long as they want from both ends, and there's not a damn thing I can do about it. But still, I moan, my hips moving involuntarily against Elio's thrusts.

"That's right, babygirl," Elio growls in my ear. "Take it like a good little slut."

I moan as Renzo's salty precum spills down my throat. He tastes so good. Everything they're doing feels amazing, and I'm so close to coming undone.

A whimper escapes me when Elio pulls his cock from me, my muscles clenching around nothing. I feel so empty.

"Not yet, princess. I'm not ready for you to come yet." Roughly, he positions me on my back and then climbs between my thighs. His inked muscles ripple as he positions his dick against my entrance. "Beg me for it, baby girl."

I grind my teeth. If I beg Elio for it, I admit I want them. Want this. And yet, the need inside me is almost painful. "Please," I murmur.

A dark smirk twists his lips. "Please, what?"

"Fuck me," I breathe.

"Fuck me, what?" He continues, teasing me.

I feel so irritated because he's enjoying this. "Please."

"Good girl," he purrs before slamming his cock deep inside of me, forcing a strangled moan from my lips.

Renzo climbs onto the bed and squats above my face before slamming his cock into my throat. Gagging, I'm sure I'm going to choke to death on his cock in this position. Panic coils through me as he fucks my throat like it's my pussy.

"Breathe through your nose, bookworm. It'll help you relax."

Elio's thrusts are slow and deliberate, as if he's trying to torture me. He tweaks my hard nipple, forcing a high-pitched moan from my lips. "Do you like that, princess?" he asks, leaning down and biting my neck.

I can't respond, not with his brother's dick in my throat, but God I do like it. It's so wrong.

Elio grins at my moan, those beautiful gray eyes flashing with dark delight.

Saliva spills down my chin, and tears are forced from my eyes as Renzo becomes more forceful.

"God damn, bookworm. I love your tight little throat," Renzo groans.

Elio picks up the pace again, driving into me harder and faster than before. I moan around Renzo's cock, knowing that I should be fighting. After all they've done. After Elio blackmailed me and threatened my brother's life. I should bite Renzo's dick off and run as far as possible, but I can't.

It's as if I was made for this. Made for these two men to use.

I meet each of Elio's thrusts eagerly, arching my back and taking him deeper than I believed possible.

I can feel my body trembling, my nerves on fire as Elio and Renzo continue to take me. I'm lost in a haze of pleasure and pain, my mind barely able to process the filthy words that spill from their lips.

"Fuck, princess, you feel so good," Elio growls, his cock buried deep inside me. "Your tight little pussy is milking me dry."

Renzo grins at me, his eyes dark with lust and visible through the eyeholes of his mask. "You like that, bookworm? You like having your throat fucked by my big cock?"

I can't respond, my mouth full of his dick. But I can feel myself getting wetter, my body responding to their filth.

Elio's hips slam into mine as he takes me harder. "I'm going to come inside you, princess," he groans. "I'm going to fill your tight little cunt with my cum."

Renzo pulls his cock out of my mouth, leaving me gasping for air. "And then I'm going to come down your throat, bookworm," he says, his voice low and dangerous. "I'm going to make you swallow every last drop."

Elio's movements become rougher, making me see stars. His hips slam into mine, and his breathing becomes erratic.

"I need to feel you come on my cock." His voice makes me shiver.

Renzo pulls his cock from my throat, nodding to his brother.

"Come in her tight little cunt, Elio. She's ours." Then he slams back into my throat, setting off a chain reaction.

God, I feel his cock so deep in my throat. Renzo explodes down my throat.

"Swallow it, bookworm," he growls, his hips jerking as he keeps slamming into my mouth. "Swallow every last drop."

There's so much cum I can't swallow it all as it fills my mouth and spills down my lips. I can feel tears streaming down my face, my throat convulsing as I try to swallow.

"Come for us like a good girl, princess," Elio growls in my ear, thrusting hard and sending me free-falling over the edge. My orgasm shatters the last remnants of resistance. "Fuck, yes, Elio! Renzo!" I scream both of their names like a dirty little slut. My body trembles violently as Elio erupts, filling me with his cum.

Elio collapses on top of me, grinding against me. "Fuck, princess," he gasps. "That was heaven."

Renzo shifts off the bed and leans down, pressing his lips against my ear. "You're ours now, bookworm."

"You did good, princess," Elio says, his voice low and rough. "You're a natural."

Renzo grins down at me, his eyes gleaming with lust. "And we're just getting started."

I shut my eyes, wondering if this is a torturous nightmare I'll soon wake up from. Or perhaps the best dream I've ever had, depending on how you look at it.

Despite everything, I want more from them. This makes me wonder if I need to see a shrink because none of this is right, even if it feels like it's meant to be.