I bite my lip softly as he grabs my neck ferociously, slamming me into the wall of the bathroom. I shudder and breathe heavily from my mouth. I can feel my excitement rise inside of me. He leans in close to my face, looking directly into my eyes. His large, pale grey eyes narrow as he tilts his head to the side, throwing a brooding stare my way. I cringe at the intensity of his gaze.
Holy fuck!
He looks me up and down before pushing away and flipping me over in one move, so I'm facing the wall. I gasp and place my hands on either side of the wall, attempting to grab the dark, black marble. My nails scrape against the marble, screeching loudly. He grabs the nape of my neck and pushes my face into the wall. He grabs my hips, angling his towards mine, and slams into me fast and hard. I cry out and moan, closing my eyes and breathing heavily. I feel his cock twitch inside of me as he grabs my hips tightly. He begins thrusting, long, hard, and fast. Each of his thrusts becomes deeper and deeper, begging for more.
He then flips me over, so I'm looking directly at him as he fucks me. I blush as he pushes against the wall, looking down at him. He grabs onto my hips and pumps hard inside of me. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and breathe evenly. I close my eyes and take in the feeling of having his hard cock inside of me. He feels magnificent!
"Bitch!" He murmurs and slams my head into the wall. He grabs hold of my neck and leans backward. I roll my eyes and moan hard. I can feel my body coming to a pulse, the raging hormones inside of me heating up. "Slut," He breathes towards my face. I smell the hint of bourbon on his breath. It intensifies the sensations inside of me.
I feel my back arch, a white-hot and blinding feeling fills my insides. I shake and shudder, enjoying the sensation. I can feel him tense harshly, that feeling alone makes me come once more, hard and fast. He thrusts harder and harder inside of me until he thrusts and stills inside, coming long and hard and fast. He thrusts harder and harder inside of me until his last thrust finally stills him, coming long and hard. I bite my lip as I feel his heavy seed fill me to the brink, his cock trembles and throbs inside of me. Once he's done, he pulls out abruptly, leaving me breathless and wanting more. I fall to the ground, landing on my knees. I feel his semen pool out of me and fall onto the cold marble floor. I look back up at him and find him staring at me. His large, pale grey eyes are cold and serious.
"Dumb slut," he murmurs. He eyes me once more and leaves the bathroom, leaving me hot and bothered.
…Valerius…
Five minutes later, he comes in. His dark, brown eyes narrow at me as I sit confused on the ground. He takes off his jacket and vest and makes his way toward me, unbuttoning his black linen shirt, and showcasing his large and intimidating tribal tattoos over his pecs. I can see his eight-pack showing through as he makes his way over toward me. Finally, he stops and looks down at me, placing his hands into his pockets.
Don Massimo Salvatore. One of my many demons here to fuck.
He quickly grabs my wrists and pins me to the back of the bathroom wall, just like Valerius did just a few minutes ago. I bite my lip as he grabs one of my legs and places it over his forearm. He looks down and sees Valerius' come falling from my vagina. He looks up at me, his dark brown eyes dilating, and slams into me, causing me to scream out in pain. I already feel my body melding into his; I can feel the quickening feeling begin even before he begins to move.
"Slut," he says in his thick Italian accent.
He begins to thrust quickly. I bite my lip, loving the friction. I moan as he grabs my neck and looks deep into my eyes. He looks at me harshly, his eyes are unbearably large and mean. He's angry and turned on at the same time, just like Valerius. They're two in the same. He lifts my other leg, forcing me to grab onto the back of the marble. Before I feel myself falling, he catches me and pins me towards him, he falls to the floor and I fall with him, causing his cock to impale me to the tenth degree. He throbs and trembles inside of me, causing me to come gratefully.
I bite my lip and wrap my arms around his neck, holding on for dear life. He begins to thrust hard and fast inside of me, matching Valerius' speed to the tea. I moan and cry out as I come again. He grabs the nape of my neck, winding my hair in his hand as he thrusts harder and harder. I bite my lip and close my eyes, feeling the wave of emotion and ecstasy overwhelm me. He thrusts two more times and comes long and hard inside of me. I bite my lip as his cock pumps his warm semen inside of me. Once he's finished, he pushes me off of him, slamming me into the wall. His semen flows out of me, pooling onto the marble floor. I breathe heavily as he looks at me in his bent-down position. He looks animalistic and sexy. He stays in the bent position for a couple of moments before he stands up, stows his cock, grabs his vest and coat, and makes his way out of the bathroom.
I sit in my own pool of male inequity and wipe my face. My entire body is sore and filled with come. This is the second time both men have fucked me today and it's only eleven o'clock.
What the hell have I gotten myself into?
End of Prologue