A Double Dose of Billionaire (Part One) (8 page)

"You fucking suck, you know that?" I
said.

Ryan smiled. "I'm not going to let you get
away with it so easily."

"Put it in already." I was starting to sound
whiny.

"Not until you apologize."

I reached down and tried to grab his member,
but Riley gripped my hand before I could even get close.

"You should apologize, to the both of us," he
said.

Desperate, hungry, and feeling utterly
cornered by the two hot devils in front of me, my resolve was
wearing thin. I stared them down for a long time until I finally
conceded. "I'm sorry," I lied. I didn't have a single apologetic
cell in me, but sometimes you had to play along to get what you
want.

"That wasn't so difficult, was it?" Ryan said.
He leaned down and kissed me. "But I'll try something new today." I
looked down. The sight made me gasp.

Ryan's cock was positioned at the wrong
entrance.

"No, I don't want to!"

He rubbed my folds and used my own wetness to
lubricate myself. I tried to get away but Riley stopped me. The
head of Ryan's cock prodded my asshole and slowly spread it
open.

I cringed at the burning sensation. "It hurts,
Ryan."

"I'm sorry. It only hurts the first time, I
promise." He was treating me gently, as if I were a virgin—I was,
in this context, since it was my first time having anal
sex.

His cock fought the flesh inside of me,
stretching and tearing it apart. I breathed through sharp rugged
breaths, trying to keep the pain under control.

He nibbled my collarbone. "Fuck, you're so
tight there."

No man had ever explored me this way.
"Please," I whimpered. "It's odd getting touched like
this."

"But you like it."

"No, not at all."

Even past the searing pain, there were nuances
of pleasure. My pussy got even wetter as he pushed himself deeper.
Soon, his member was completely buried in me, throbbing and getting
harder.

Riley was kissing me, slipping his mouth into
mine and rolling his tongue around lazily. I gripped my fingers
over his arm, nervous and using him for support.

Ryan brushed my nipple with the tip of his
thumb. "I'm going to move now."

"It hurts, Ryan."

"I know, princess, I know. Bear with me." He
began to move, the friction tightening my walls. It was a strange
sensation, different from what getting fucked in the pussy felt
like. Yet oddly enough, the pain started to morph into pleasure; a
form of ecstasy that felt just as good.

A moan escaped my lips. "Ryan, you can go
faster."

He grinned, amused that I was enjoying myself.
He started to pick up the pace of his thrusting. Numbing sensations
poured through me. My body writhed under his, and soon I found
myself staring at Riley's erection.

"Don't neglect me, princess," he
said.

I took him in willingly, perhaps even eagerly,
and began sucking on him as hard as I could. I rolled my tongue
under his cock as I bobbed my head around, tasting the pre-cum
seeping into my cavity.

He let out a groan and pressed my head onto
his member, causing me to gag. "When did you get so good at this?"
He started to thrust his cock into my mouth, rotating his hips as
he gripped the sides of my head.

I never knew that you could come from anal
sex, but I did. The release came suddenly, like a tsunami of
pleasure, pulsing, exploding, making my toes curl. "Oh, my God!" I
screamed, holding onto Riley's arms as if my life depended on
it.

"I'm coming, too," Ryan said, his voice
strained. He pulled his member out and stroked it. White strings of
semen shot out from its tip, landing on my belly.

Giddy and thoroughly fucked, I lied there
lazily for a while. "You should've warned me before trying to stick
that thing up my ass."

Ryan slapped my ass at the same reddish spot.
"It seemed fun. I wanted to give it a shot."

I cringed, not quite having recovered from
that spanking.

"I want to set some boundaries," I said. "No
spanking."

Riley raised a brow. "Really? None at all? You
appeared to enjoy it a lot the first time I did it."

I sighed and conceded, feeling more open after
having sex. "Fine, a little spanking?"

They laughed together. "We knew you liked it,"
Riley said.

"Not too hard, though. Nothing like the kind
Ryan does. It hurts like hell and my butt is still
sore."

Ryan was putting his trousers back on. "You'll
learn, pumpkin. You might not like it hard now, but you'll be
begging for it in a month."

I stuck my tongue out at him. "Like hell I
will."

He shook his head, grinning. "You
will."

***

When I finally managed to escape their claws
and walked out of the office, my colleagues looked at me in a
strange way. They went hush and didn't say a thing—I wasn't sure if
they kept quiet because today was my first day here, or because
they all knew that I just fucked two of their bosses.

Yeah, they definitely knew what
happened.

I lowered my head, finding the floor more
interesting than usual as I made my way to my desk. I sat down and
began trying to continue where I left off with Riley's
schedule.

I couldn't concentrate one bit.

How could I concentrate? I stood out like a
sore thumb amongst judging, unfamiliar colleagues and had to manage
an unstable and uncertain relationship with my bosses.

How did my life come to this? Before that
horrible one night stand, my life sucked, but it sucked in a normal
way. Now I had to deal with this mess, despite the amazing sex
making up for it.

Could I never have a proper nine-to-five job
ever again?

I banged my head on my desk—softly, so that
nobody would hear my frustration.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and counted as
I breathed, trying to calm myself down.

And why was it that even with all this
trouble, confusion, and social problems, I felt happier than I ever
had in my whole life?

A call from the CEO's office woke me up from
my moment of self-questioning.

"Hello?"

I couldn't tell if it was Riley or Ryan
without seeing them in person—they sounded too similar. "Meet us at
the lobby after work. We'll pick you up."

"Aren't I following Tyrone back to my
place?"

"No, you're not. You're following us back to
our place."

"What? Who decided that?"

"Us. Boss's orders. Don't try to run away or
we'll have to reconsider your bonus."

"Oh, you have to use monetary sanctions now?
Very smooth." Come to think of it, what was I getting paid to put
up with all this crap?

"It's only because you're being so hard to
deal with. Remember, meet us downstairs and don't be
late."

"Yes, boss." I chuckled and ended the call
while shaking my head to myself.

Helena walked past me, staring at me like I
was mad.

I silenced my laughter and dragged a tired
palm down my face. Furrowing my brows, I tried to focus my
attention on Riley's schedule. I wasn't here to whore myself out to
the twins. I actually had to work.

I shifted my glance to the front door of the
CEO's office. The twins were still inside.

I couldn't help but smile.

Perhaps I really was mad.