Chapter 3

He lifted his face, his blue eyes darkening. I felt the warm breath on top of my head, and even with the heels, I was still a flea between them. I realized that four hands were on my body when the soft and firm fingers squeezed my waist, adjusting me between the two.

“Not. We don’t want to!”

“Dios mio!” — I had a zoomed-in perception as I felt the two bodies surrounding me as soon as the elevator stopped on the first floor, filling even more.

The hoarse sound behind me squeezed me further between them, leaving me exactly where any woman could wish to be. Mierda! What was pressing against my ass on top really wasn’t a phone. I felt the pressure, even though I was asleep, brushing against my skin. The hands on my waist squeezed tighter, in possession; and, between the two, it felt like being protected from the others so they couldn’t touch me. I don’t think people even knew I was there, so pressed against them.

“Could you move back just a little?” — The loud voice behind Bruce spoke, pushing him, and even as he braced his weight to the ground to not crush me, he slowly pressed me against Tauro’s body.

My purse slipped, and in desperation to catch it, I quickly slid my fingers between us to grab the damn thing, but I was squeezed between the two again. My eyes widened as my hand grabbed something between me and Tauro, and I felt the faint pulse awakening under my touch. This was definitely not the strap of my purse.

“Dios!” — I raised my eyes immediately to Tauro while feeling more and more of the thick form waking up.

“I don’t think this is your purse, sweetie.” — The rough voice whispering close to my ear made my entire body burn, leaving me shivering from head to toe. I felt the elevator jerk on some floor, and then Bruce’s presence behind me grew stronger. My body burned like fire when his breath hovered so close to my neck, inhaling my scent. It was a damn mix of woody and musky. I felt drugged by both of them.

His cock brushed against my ass, and I knew it wasn’t an accident this time. The low sound of his breath made me close my eyes while trying to get my brain back to normal.

Okay. This was getting out of control.

I knew I shouldn’t be in this situation, but hell, what was happening right now?! I had heard rumors about the two. The cousin raised alongside the Ozborne brothers spent much more time with the younger brother. The two grew up together, sharing everything they had, almost unbeatable and relentless, only five years apart in age but with the same mindset. They really enjoyed sharing. The rumors surrounding them among the staff were that they liked something outside the norms. I heard stories that they shared their girlfriends and liked having power over them. That scared me at the time, but later, alone at home, I wondered what it would be like to be taken by both. But I quickly pushed that crazy fantasy to the back of my mind. Now, however, I had never wanted something so sinful.

The firm fingers that rose over my shoulder played with my fishtail braid, tossing it to the side as they smoothed the line of my neck. And, fuck, my damn panties were wet. I knew there was a voice inside me warning, as there always is when you’re about to screw up. I should stop. But the voice I heard was just the voice of my naughty vagina, begging to fulfill all the dreams I had. Bad vagina! I scolded myself, trying not to let myself go down that path, but, mierda, how could I think clearly when Bruce slowly lowered his legs just to fit a little more into my curvy shape, grinding against my round ass?

“Señor…” — My voice came out almost like a moan when I whispered. I felt the pulse stronger in my hand, which still hadn’t disentangled from the cock growing in the man’s pants in front of me. I let my fingers tighten just a little more around the volume, moving them slowly.

The hoarse sound that came from Tauro’s mouth made me open my eyes, bringing my attention back to the large face that looked at me with more lust. I could feel it on my body. I got lost staring at his mouth, in which I had imagined getting lost so many nights. Those lips I would devour quickly pulled more moans and more agony from my body. And when he moved closer to me, lowering his masculine face, I could feel his dry mouth that I desired even more. I was about to close my eyes when he moved his face near my neck, letting his nose rub against my skin. My body, in flames, begged for combustion.

“We’ve arrived on your floor, pequeña niña…” — he said in a rough voice in my ear. He let just the tips of his teeth graze my skin, torturing me. “I need you to let go of my cock, sweetie, before I end up having to play for real!”

Bruce’s body moved quickly behind me, leaving me with the feeling of loss; and with Tauro’s words, the realization hit me. I still had my boss’s cock in my hand. I quickly let go of it and wished to sink inside that elevator. My body moved as I avoided looking at the two of them. The damn elevator, now empty, brought no one to save me from the embarrassment I had just experienced. I was so lost in my lust that I didn’t even realize we had reached the sixteenth floor, and it was just the three of us.

“Your purse, Zelda…” — Bruce grabbed it, handing it to me. I stretched my hand to grab it, wanting to run away.

“I… oh… yeah… Thank you, señor!” — “Grab the purse and run!” was all my brain ordered me. I didn’t even want to risk looking into Bruce’s black, dominant eyes; and even less at Tauro’s enigmatic gaze. I just wanted to run away as fast as I could.

“The pleasure was mine, cariño!”

My face lifted, and I saw a spark in his eyes before they returned to their usual black, closing his expression.

“Goodnight, miss Alonso!” — Tauro held the elevator door, staring at me.

“Goodnight, señores.”

I ran far from the two of them, not looking back, praying my weak legs wouldn’t fail me while the elevator door was still open. My body stopped in front of the room. I yanked the keycard from my purse with trembling fingers, unlocking the entrance. For a moment, my face turned toward the direction I had come from, and there, I found two pairs of silent eyes staring at me from the elevator. Tauro held the door while his blue eyes watched me in silence, stepping back and stopping beside Bruce, who kept his two dark spheres tightly fixed on me and his hands in his suit pocket.

“Dios mio!”

My head leaned against the door of the room as I slammed it shut behind me.

“Mierda!”