♥ Chapter 4 ♥

Hilary Moretti.

Tuesday.

Where did those bastards go? I can't believe they left me here. I'm going to kill them when I find them.

As I turned around, I accidentally bumped my forehead against someone tall. Looking up to apologize, my eyes widened at the sight of an incredibly handsome man.

He was Caucasian, with blond hair and light blue eyes, noticeably muscular, his face shaped in a striking triangular form, complemented by a perfectly groomed, beautiful beard.

I was slightly startled when he wrapped his arm around my waist and leaned in close.

"Why did you stop dancing? You were so sexy just now." His arm held me so tightly as if he didn't want me to run away.

"Ah... Me."

He smiled.

"Damn, even your voice is sexy." When he pulled our bodies together, I could feel his erection against my stomach. "Look at me, love." He rubbed his body against mine.

Holy shit! I should think this guy is a pervert, but I just can't.

"Tell me," he said, pulling my chin up to bring our faces closer. "Are you taken?" he whispered, his lips brushing against mine.

Fuck!

"N-No." I stammered, a bit nervously.

"That's good." He moved his hand up to my lips, gently rubbing his thumb over them. "You know, I find it intriguing. How would you feel about two men wanting you?" My eyes widened.

"That's crazy! Why would two men want me?" The idea of one was shocking enough, let alone two.

He laughed and nodded.

"Then let me show you." He suddenly spun me around, and my eyes widened at the sight of another tall man in front of me.

Had he been there the whole time? Fuck, what a gorgeous man.

He was dark-skinned, with dark brown hair; his eyes, a soft brown hue; also muscular... His face was square-shaped, and he too sported a flawlessly handsome beard. Both men were magnificent.

"Hello, princess. Why do you think it's crazy that two men would want you?"

Now sandwiched between them, I felt their bodies press against mine.

"Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? Fuck, just watching you dance turned me on." My skin crawled when the two of them put their faces on my neck.

I think I'm going to have a heart attack. How can two such beautiful men want me? Should I just enjoy it? I'm sure I'll never see them again. Buck up, woman. This will never happen again; just enjoy the moment, forget your insecurities, and everything that asshole said. Just focus on this.

"W-What do you want?" My voice failed me, damn it. They continued kissing my neck.

"What do we want?" The blond asked, I felt his smile evident against my neck. "We just want to taste you."

I was confused.

"Taste me? What do you mean?"

The brunette laughed, sending shivers down my spine.

"Come with us; we'll show you what it means to taste you, baby."

Should I go? Ah, fuck it, you only live once. I'll never see them again.

"Alright." My breathing was a bit heavy.

They led me out of the crowd, into a huge corridor, and up some steps. I realized this was the VIP area. They didn't speak, just kept their hands on my back. I was taken aback when we stopped in front of a dark door, and the blond man opened it.

The room was spacious and smelled wonderful.

"This is the room we never use." I looked at them, and the brunette closed the door.

"Never used?" I asked, growing nervous about being alone with them.

"We don't use this room for just anyone," the brunette replied.

I felt my skin crawl as they approached me.

"Our desire right now isn't to fuck you, baby," the blond said softly, his voice dripping with allure.

"What we want is for you to lie on that bed naked, while we savor your delicious body."

My eyes widened. I'd never done anything like this, but the desire in his eyes for me, I admit, turned me on immensely.

"I... I've never done anything like this," I confessed, looking away from them.

"Haven't you ever been pleasured?" the brunette inquired, coming closer, his hand gliding over my collarbone then up to my neck. "Hasn't anyone ever desired you this much?"

"No," I replied, my breath hitching.

"How long has it been since you felt the touch of another man?" the blond asked, beginning to unbutton his shirt.

"F-Five years." They both looked at me with such desire that I felt my pussy contract.

"Fuck! Tesoro, lie down on that bed and let us show you what you've been missing."

Fuck! What do I do now? I can't run; I came here willingly.

"Alright." My hands trembled slightly as I lifted my dress, a wave of embarrassment washing over me when I realized I wasn't wearing a bra; I'd forgotten that detail.

They just devoured me with their eyes. I noticed they were both very hard; their erections were visible through their pants.

"Just lie down on that bed, darling. We'll take care of the rest," the brunette said, his breathing heavy.

God help me!