I watch the hands on the clock, stomach in knots. I’m so anxious about this that I don’t know whether it should be taking a long time, not very long, somewhere in the middle, or what.

It doesn’t take long to say no, I think. If he was going to say no they’d be back by now, right?

I swallow again, fold my hands in my lap, and look out the window.

I think my father is willing to do this for me. Nearly being kidnapped by the man he wanted me to marry has done kind of a number on him, and right now, I think he’s pretty willing to give me anything I ask for. Even though he knows it’s not his fault — no one knew Sven was a psychopath — I know he still feels bad.

But bad enough to let me marry two men?

Well, he did agree to hear them out.

I shift in my seat and sigh. I also haven’t gotten to have either of them in nearly a week, and it’s driving me absolutely insane. Between their house arrest and needing to be on good behavior for once, I haven’t even gotten felt up in days, and it means that every time I so much as think their names, I’m soaking through my panties again.

Like right now, thinking about what we’re going to do when they come back, no matter what my father says. For days now I’ve been fantasizing nonstop about taking them both at once, one of them in my pussy and one in my ass, how fucking incredible it might feel.

The near-constant ache only intensifies, and I ball my hands into fists.

I will not get myself off yet again before they get back, I think.

At last, the door to my chamber opens. I leap to my feet as Bruno steps through, wearing a three-piece suit, followed by Dom in the same. They’re both grinning, and despite myself, I giggle and clap my hands together.

“Well?” I ask.

They look at each other.

“He said...” Bruno starts, and looks at Dom.

“...Yes,” Dom finishes.

Bruno’s closer, so I jump up and wrap my legs around him, and in one smooth motion he reaches up my skirt and grabs my ass. I’m not wearing panties, obviously, and moments later Dom is behind me, unzipping my dress, unhooking my bra, then reaching underneath and massaging my breasts, tweaking my nipples.

I moan. Loud. I don’t care. My dress flies off over my head, followed by my bra, and I’m already naked, between these two clothed men.

They kiss me, one at a time, their hands all over my body as I’m sandwiched between them. I practically tear Bruno’s clothes off, running my hands over his sculpted, perfect chest, tightening my legs around his hips and rubbing myself along the huge bulge of his cock.

I moan every time he rubs against my clit, and I swear, with every moan he gets harder.

Bruno carries me to the bed and puts me down, then pushes me until my head is just hanging off the edge. He bites one nipple, running his tongue over it, and Dom comes over, caressing the other and kissing me deeply on the mouth.

“Take your clothes off,” I whisper when he pulls away.

“Why?” he asks, grinning.

Bruno’s lips trail down my torso and he shoves my knees apart roughly, making me gasp.

“I want you in my mouth,” I gasp.

I don’t have to ask twice. Dom undoes his belt as Bruno’s hands hold my knees wide, and the instant his tongue touches my clit I moan, my eyes sliding closed.

“I missed you,” I gasp out, as he licks faster and harder. “God, I missed you.”

“Not as much as we missed you, Princess,” Dom says, teasing at my lips with the tip of his cock. I open my mouth and he slides himself in, the thick ridge moving past my tongue, then back out. “Did I ever tell you how fucking beautiful you are when you suck my cock?”

He thrusts in again, this time a little deeper and harder, and I swirl my tongue around him, sucking as hard as I can. The heat’s already rising inside me, Bruno licking and sucking and lapping at my pussy, and Dom keeps fucking my mouth, pushing more and more of himself in until he hits the back.

I take a deep breath, pleasure swirling in me like a whirlpool, because I fucking love this, love the way that I’m almost helpless, Dom and Bruno totally in control right now. It could be dirty, but there’s something beautiful about giving them as much pleasure as they give me.

Well, it’s definitely still dirty. That’s the point. But it’s also that other thing.

I relax my throat, swallow, and the head of Dom’s thick cock slides into my throat. At the exact same time, Bruno’s fingers enter me as he licks faster and faster, something frenetic and desperate in his movements.

“I love you,” Dom gasps. “Jesus Christ, I love you.”

I feel Dom’s hand on my neck as he pushes his cock deeper. Now I’m pounding with arousal, about to practically burst open. I’m powerless against the two of them, literally. I can’t even breathe until Dom lets me, and maybe that shouldn’t turn me on like it does, but God does it turn me on.

I love it. I love the way he watches as I swallow him, the way he wants to feel his cock in my throat with his hand on my neck. My lips touch skin, and then Dom pauses for a moment, like he’s just feeling the way I swallowed his entire length.

Bruno’s fingers move harder inside me, in a rhythm with his tongue, a rhythm that makes me arch my back and grab his hair. Dom pulls back and pops out of my mouth as I moan, gasping for air.

“I’m gonna come,” I whisper.

“Good,” Dom says, and thrusts himself into my mouth again.

The second I swallow him, it’s like something yawns open on the ground below and I just fall in. My whole body shakes and spasms, and I can feel Dom’s hand on my throat, Bruno holding me down, his fingers still inside me.

I’m still shaking when it subsides, but Bruno sits up. Dom pulls himself out of my mouth, and I lie there, gasping for air, feeling limp and blurry with the power of my orgasm.

Then Bruno pulls me up, onto the bed, and before I know it I’m on my hands and knees over him as he kisses me hard, then licks his fingers off.

“I missed eating you out like that,” he says, grinning. “You know I had my first wet dream in fifteen years, dreaming about burying my face in your pussy?”

I kiss him again, and he reaches up, tweaking my nipples.

“Good,” I say, half-moaning. “I really like it.”

There’s a weight on the bed behind me, and then hands slide up my thighs from the back. I gasp, arching my back, just as Dom’s tongue finds my wet, still-aching slit.

“That feels good too,” I moan, Bruno grinning beneath me as Dom’s tongue works its way into my vagina, his fingers on my clit. “Fuck, that feels good, God.”

Then his tongue leaves my pussy and makes its way up, my eyes widening. I hold my breath.

Dom’s tongue makes a careful, slow circle of my back hole.

“Oh my God,” I whisper, eyes closed.

Bruno chuckles again.

“You like having your ass licked, dirty girl?” he asks, teasing my nipples.

“Yes,” I moan.

He kisses me again, hard, and I moan into his mouth as Dom’s tongue keeps going and going. This is filthy, and I shouldn’t like it, but God it feels good, indescribably good.

“I love you,” Bruno whispers. “And I love that you’re our filthy fucking princess and everything we do just makes you get wetter and come harder.”

Dom slides a finger into my ass, moving his tongue to my clit, licking hard. I moan again, the fire rekindled inside me.

“More,” I whimper.

Dom puts another finger in my ass, then another, and I groan with each new addition, biting my lip as he fills me up.

“More,” I whisper.

He puts his thumb in my pussy, and then sucks hard on my clit, and I come again instantly. I rock back and forth on my hands and knees, trying to fucking Dom as hard as I can, wanting to feel him hard and big and deep inside me.

When it’s over, he pulls his fingers out, then bends over me quickly and gives me a kiss. I kiss back slowly, still feeling a little shaky, like parts of me might have faded out of reality.

Then Dom moves to the side of the bed and opens the bedside drawer, but just then Bruno pulls me forward, positioning me right at the tip of his cock.

I slide down it instantly, not even waiting, and Bruno growls, grabbing my hips in both hands as I whimper, already moving back and forth, letting his delicious girth hit every sensitive spot inside me.

“I love your cock, Bruno,” I whisper. “I love how it feels inside me. I love when you fuck me hard and deep and make me come.

I lean back, my hands on his knees, eyes closed, and Bruno groans.

“Good,” he says. “I love fucking your tight little pussy, and I love watching you ride me.”

Then Dom is back. He pinches a nipple, hard, kisses me on the lips, then the neck. I’m already in bliss, but I kiss him deep and slow, reaching down to stroke his cock.

“I love your cock, too,” I whisper.

I’m trying to go slow, but this feels so good that I’m afraid I’m going to come again, too soon. Then Dom reaches down and massages my clit, his wet finger making a few slow circles.

I come again. I moan into Dom’s mouth while I ride Bruno’s cock slow and hard, and Dom holds me close, kissing my neck, biting my ear.

When I finish, Bruno’s still hard inside me, Dom’s cock still thick and rigid in my hand.

I bite my lip, remembering what I really want. Even now it feels dirty to ask. Like a nice, well-behaved princess shouldn’t want two cocks, but I’m pretty sure that they’re not going to suddenly tell me I’m too filthy for them and leave, so I take a deep breath.

“I want you both to fuck me,” I whisper. “Together.”