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The head of his cock had just passed the tight ring of muscles, the flared tip

stretching it wide as she fought to accustom herself to his large cock filling her there.

“More, baby?” he asked her, his hand smoothing down her back.

“More,” she cried, her hips easing back on the burning lance. “More. Please, Cole.

More.”

He began to ease further inside her as the tip of Jesse’s cock throbbed at the

entrance to her cunt. A slow, steady stroke had Cole filling her ass completely, his hard

groan as he sank into her to his balls echoed in the room.

Tess was crying out repeatedly now, her muscles clenching on him, her body

accepting the pain as a torturous pleasure she couldn’t deny any longer. Her hips

moved against him, driving him deeper, lodging the pulsing head of Jesse’s cock just

inside her vaginal entrance as Cole pulled back, then pushed forward again.

“Yes,” she screamed out as he began an easy thrusting motion inside her ass. “Oh

God, Cole. Fuck me. Please fuck me!”

He pushed harder inside her. Once. Twice. Then stilled. Tess would have protested,

but she lost her breath. Beneath her, Jesse began to push his hard cock into the tiny, tiny

entrance of her vagina. Cole’s cock filled her ass to bursting, leaving little room in her

snug pussy. But Jesse didn’t let that hinder him. Groaning, praising the ultra tight fit, he

sank slowly into the heated depths until he was lodged in to the hilt.

Reality ceased to exist. She didn’t even know when Jesse had reached up to release

the leather manacles or when Cole had released those at her ankles. But she was on her

hands and knees, sandwiched between them, begging for more. Pleading for the hard

thrusts of their cocks inside her as they set up a slow, rhythmic thrusting motion that

threatened to drown her in pleasure. She was insane with the burning ecstasy spearing

her body. She moved against them, taking them, urging them on until their building

thrusts were powerful strokes inside her. They were fucking her hard and fast now,

each man groaning, praising her, crying out as she tightened on them.

“Cole,” she screamed out his name as she felt her orgasm building. “Oh God, Cole,

I can’t stand it.”

“You can, Tess,” he groaned, levering over her body as his hips powered inside her.

“You can, baby. Take it. Take it, Tess. Cum for me, baby. Cum for me now.” He surged

inside her as she tightened around him.

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Beneath her, Jesse had clasped her waist hard, his hips slamming into hers, and

despite their speed, both men kept in perfect synchronization with the hard thrusts of

their cocks inside her body.

Tess couldn’t stop her screams, couldn’t stop the sensations that tightened her

body, the boiling pressure, the hard, piercing pleasure/pain was too much for her

untutored body to take for long. When she climaxed, she wailed out at the explosion,

tightening on them further, her ass, her cunt milking the cocks possessing her until she

heard their shattered male groans and felt the hard, spurting jets of their sperm filling

each hole.

Her orgasm shuddered through her body, over and over. Her muscles clenched on

their cocks as they exploded inside her, making them cry out around her, jerk against

her as her cunt and her ass drew on their flesh, shuddered around it, burned them with

her release until she fell against Jesse gasping, boneless.

“Son of a bitch, Cole,” Jesse’s voice was harsh, weary now. “She’s drained me.”

Cole pulled free of her and collapsed on the mattress, helping Jesse to lower Tess

between them. Once there, he pulled her against his body, his hands running over her

back, his lips caressing her temple as she fought to regain her breath.

“You’re mine, Tess,” he whispered, stopping her heart with the emotion she heard

in his voice. “Taken by me. Held by me. I won’t let you escape me again.”

She would have answered him, but shock held her immobile when she heard the

enraged scream of her mother from the doorway.

“You dirty whore! Just like your father. You’re just like your father—!”

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“Oh my God!” Humiliation sped through Tess’s system seconds later as Cole and

Jesse jumped to hide her from sight.

They jerked their pants from the floor, shielding Tess as they dressed quickly.

Cole’s body was tight with fury as Tess fumbled with her gown, her fingers shaking so

badly she could barely get it over her head.

Turning to her, still shielding her, Cole helped her untangle the material and ease it

over her head.

“I’m sorry, baby,” he whispered, his lips feathering over her hair as he straightened

the gown.

Tess shook her head, feeling the heat that traveled over her face. With a final touch

of his fingertips to her cheek, he turned to her mother.

“How the hell did you get in?” His voice was furious as he faced Ella Delacourte,

dark and warning.

“I didn’t come here to talk to you, perverted bastard that you are. Look how you

corrupted my daughter. You’re just like that trashy, home wrecking sister of yours.”

Ella was screeching now.

Tess felt her face flame in shame as she stood to her feet, her legs shaking from her

exertions and her fear. Dear God, how had her mother got into the house?

“Mother, why are you here?” Tess’s voice was thick with tears and confusion.

She wasn’t ashamed that she had experienced the sexuality of the act. But being

caught in it was mortifying. And by her mother!

“I came to see why you were here after I found out your father and his tramp were

away for the week,” she sneered. “You haven’t even called me. I was worried.”

The classic guilt trip from her mother any time Tess spent time with her father.

“Ella, control your tongue,” Jesse’s voice was hard and laced with warning.

Tess looked at him in surprise. She had no idea Jesse knew her mother.

Ella cast the other man a look that should have withered him with shame. Jesse

stood before her, his shoulders squared, his dark face furious.

“Tess, go shower or something.” Cole drew her into his arms, kissing her head

softly, his hands soothing on her back. “Let me take care of this.”

Tess shook her head.

“I haven’t needed you to fight my battles before this, Cole. I don’t need you to do it

now,” she said. “I haven’t done anything wrong—”

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“Wrong?” Ella’s voice was piercing. “You think fucking your perverted lover and

his friend isn’t wrong, Tess? I raised you better than to whore for some depraved

bastard.”

Tess trembled at the fury in her mother’s voice.

“Ella!” Jesse’s voice was a lash of cold, hard fury now. “Get the hell out of here

before I escort you out. And I don’t think you want me to have to do that.”

The heated edge of fury in Jesse’s voice surprised Tess.

“Get her the hell out of here,” Cole muttered to his friend.

“Would you guys just stop this?” Tess ran her fingers through her hair, hating the

tremble in her hands as she faced her mother.

Years of being made to feel ashamed of her sexuality, of her needs as a woman

washed over her. She remembered the lectures from the time she was a child, on the

depravities of sex and the sins of the flesh.

“Mother, I told you I’d be back after the party,” she sighed, leaning against Cole for

support, thankful in a way that she didn’t have to hide from her mother now.

“How could you do this, Tess?” Ella’s expression was livid, her gray eyes glittering

with fury. “How could you have become so depraved?”

“Depraved?” Tess shook her head, sighing. “I’m just different from you. I’m sorry.”

A tear escaped her eyes. She hated having her mother angry with her, just as she

had hated leaving her father so long ago.

As she finished speaking, a movement behind her mother caught Tess’s attention.

Her father, tall and strong, his face coldly furious, moved into the room.

“Well, I guess you’re satisfied,” Ella sneered when she saw him. “She’s just like you

and that whore you married.”

Missy was with her father, and for once, Tess saw anger lining the beautiful

blonde’s face.

“You’re in my home, Ella,” Missy reminded her, her slender body tense and lined

with anger. “I suggest you leave it and consider what you’re losing in this display you

seem intent on. Tess isn’t a child. She’s a woman. Her lifestyle is none of your concern.”

Fury pulsed through the room, nearly choking Tess.

“I can’t believe you did this. That a child of mine would lower herself to the same

games her father plays.” Tess flinched under the cold, unrelenting judgment her mother

was meting out.

“Ella!” Missy’s voice was a lash of hot fury. “I will have you escorted from my

home if you cannot speak to your daughter decently. What she does is no business of

yours. She’s a grown woman.”

“And I don’t need anyone fighting my battles for me,” Tess bit out, more than

surprised at the confident edge of power in her stepmother’s voice. Missy with a

backbone? She wouldn’t have believed it.

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“Do you know what she was doing here, Jason?” Ella screamed out at her ex-

husband. “This had gone even further than the games you practice—”

“For God’s sake, Ella!” Jason cursed furiously. “Listen to you. Do you think our

daughter wants to hear this? Our problems don’t involve her.” Her father’s face was

ruddy with his own embarrassment. “I don’t care what she was doing. I trust Cole to

protect her, that’s all I needed to know.”

“Well had you shown up a moment sooner—”

“Then I would have warned them of my arrival before entering the house,” he

growled in disgust as he cast Tess an apologetic look. “For pity’s sake, stop humiliating

Tess because of your own bitterness. This has gone too far.”

Ella turned to Tess, her eyes hard, resentful. “Leave your belongings, Tess. You’re

going home with me. Now!”

When had she ever given her mother permission to order her around in such a

manner? Tess watched her in growing confusion and pain. She had never known how

angry, how bitter her mother had become. And for what reason? She had often stated

how her life was more secure without a man interfering in it.

“I won’t leave, Mother.” She felt Cole’s hands tighten at her shoulders, the way his

body tensed expectantly behind her.

Shock filled her mother’s expression.

“What did you say?” She seemed to gasp.

“I won’t leave—”

“He’s using you, Tess,” Ella said furiously. “You’ll be nothing but his whore. He

proved that today.”

Tess shook her head. “I love him, Mother. I have for years and I was too scared to

admit to it. But I’m even more frightened of being alone and bitter, without at least

having this time with him.”

Silence held the room. She thought she heard Cole whisper a reverent “Thank

God.” But she wasn’t certain.

“You will,” Ella screamed furiously, her fists clenching at her side, her eyes

glittering wildly. “You won’t stay with these monsters.”

“Perhaps it’s where I belong.” Tess wanted to cry out at the hurt that flashed in her

mother’s eyes. “I love Cole, Mother, and I’m not ashamed of that, or what I’ve done. I

enjoyed it.”

Ella opened her mouth to say more.

“Don’t speak, Ella,” Jason snapped. “Keep your mouth shut and leave her the hell

alone.”

“You don’t control me, Jason,” Ella bit out, her body trembling. “You didn’t while

we were married and you don’t now.”

“Probably what her problem is,” Cole whispered at Tess’s ear.

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Her eyes widened for a moment before she put her elbow in his hard stomach. He

only chuckled.

“I will if you don’t keep that viperous tongue quiet,” he growled. “And trust me,

Ella, you better be careful. You may find out the monsters you hate so much are more a

part of you than you know.”

“I’m not part of this,” Jesse finally sighed as he finished dressing. “I’m heading out

of here, boys and girls. See you at the office, Cole.”

He slapped Cole on the shoulder before leaving the room.

Ella’s eyes followed him, narrowed, furious.

“Mother, perhaps you should leave as well.” Tess took a hard, deep breath. “We’ll

discuss this later, when we’re both calmer.”

Ella turned back to her. The perfectly groomed cap of auburn hair framed a

surprisingly young face. At forty-two, Ella Delacourte looked nearly a decade younger.

But she was more bitter and vengeful than any woman twice her age, with a much

harder life. “Come with me now, Tess, or I won’t allow you back in my home.” Ella’s

lips thinned as she stared at her daughter, ice coating her voice. “You’ll no longer be a