135- Confessions of the Heart- Part 2

Isabella

“Careful what you wish for Princess. It might just come true” smirks Grant. His hands now grabbing a fist full of my hair as he moves to tilt back my head, our eyes now locking with one another as we stare. Grant’s sexy green eyes always mesmerizing as he slowly moves to lean in closer. Our lips barely touching.

“Today sweetheart… will be all about you…pleasuring us. For not only are you being a complete brat right now, but you also broke one of our many rules that we have in place for you.”

Swallowing thickly I know he’s right. I did break an important rule. And being a complete brat wasn’t helping my case in the least. Grant’s hold tightening as he continues to stare into my eyes.

“What rule Isabella?”

Gritting my teeth do I move to tell him. “Open communication” now mentally kicking myself for keeping all of my emotions bottled up like I had done. A piece of me knowing I should have spoken up sooner but another piece of me honestly missed this. The part where my men displayed their dominance over me and only me.

“Good girl. But it seems like your pretty little mouth needs to be punished too. So be good and open wide.”

Confused by his order does Grant move to shove in his thumb. His thumb successfully prying my jaw open as he moves to slide in a finger. My mouth now sucking his finger slowly as I move to run my tongue along his thick digit. Grant moaning as I do.

Momentarily lost to the pleasure does Grant move to remove his finger. A smirk now gracing his lips as I now sat there waiting for my next order, eager to please. Mentally deciding that I needed to be brave and just ask for what I wanted instead of waiting. “Please Sirs, may I?” I ask, now attempting to give them my best puppy dog eyes that I could muster. Eyes that always seemed to work on getting what I wanted including when I used them on my father.

“Yes Bambina (Baby)” nods both Tony and Grant as if knowing what I was asking for. My body now eager to please as I move to reach for Grants belt first. Carefully unbuckling his pants before slowly reaching for the button.

A crazy yet wicked ideal now running through my head as I move to lean forward. My teeth now latching onto the zipper as I move to slide it down with my mouth. Grant hissing at the sight as he moves to grab my hair again. This time gentler as he moves to stroke it softly.

His pants soon falling to the floor around his ankles as he now stands before me in his sexy black boxers made of silk. My fingers now tugging down the fabric of the boxers until his super hard cock bounces free of its confinement. Smacking my face in the process.

My body always in awe every time I see it. My own wetness now coating the insides of my thighs as I continue to gaze silently at his powerful cock. My hands now carefully wrapping around it. Grant’s eyes still locked on mine as he watches. My hand feeling all of his ridges and veins which gave it that unique texture that I loved.

The tip of his cock now leaking precum as I move to lean forward and flick out my tongue. My tongue licking it right off. The taste salty yet musky. The grip to my hair tightening further as Grant moves to urge me further. My lips now circling the tip. My tongue now exploring every inch of him even as I begin sucking him. My own saliva acting like a lube as I continue to coat every inch, eventually releasing him with an audible pop before shifting my attention over to Tony.

Now repeating the same process that I had used on Grant. First the belt then the zipper. My teeth doing exactly the same thing with the zipper. Tony’s cock soon springing free and hitting my face once removed of his pants and boxers.

My eyes still locked on Tony as I move to stroke Grant. The need to suck Tony’s cock now rising as I move to take the tip between my lips. Suddenly enjoying his salty precum while my hand continued to stroke Grant. Both moaning in pleasure as I continued to work them.

My mouth attempting to take each of them deeper until finally I was able to get close to the base of Grants cock. My body naturally gagging as his tip touches the back of my throat. Grant guiding me through the motion as I attempt to breathe. His hand still on my head as he pushes on my head. Tears rising as I try to control my gag reflex.

“Relax. Easy there love. Make sure your relaxing that muscle within your throat” reminds Tony as he continues to guide me through the process when he noticed me struggling until I finally got the hang of it without much hassle.

Grant soon removing his cock from my mouth only to pass me over to Tony. His hand now forcing me to take Tony roughly. Tony’s hands soon guiding me in place of Grants hands as my hands move to fondle his balls. My hands slowly working to massage them.

Saliva now dripping from between my lips as I continue to fuck Tony. His neatly trimmed pubic hairs soon tickling my nose as Grant and Tony move to whisper sweet nothing to me. Each of their praises enough to make my pussy throb with need while my face flushed.

Tony’s cock soon twitching within my mouth as I move to moan softly. My hand still on Grant as I continued to stroke him. Tony and Grant soon moaning in reply.

“FUCK… So close”

“Me too”

A devilish smirk now rising as I continued to suck Tony.

“FUCK… Don’t stop Princess. Your going to swallow every last drop I give you, do you hear me?”

Humming in acknowledgement do I move to continue. Tony’s cock twitching again as he moves to take control. His hand tightening along my head as he moves to thrust deeper. His release soon reaching the back of my throat as hot salty cum slowly fills my mouth. Tony growling like an animal who had been thoroughly pleasured.

His cock soon deflating as I move to suck him dry. My eyes soon looking for Grant as Grant moves to shove all of himself deep within my throat. My nose now touching his smooth base as he fucks me relentlessly. Grant soon reaching his limit as he moves to cum next.

My mouth greedily sucking him dry until I practically collapse upon the floor. My knees now weak. My throat sore from both of them fucking me harshly. My mind now hazy as the once brewing storm from within my head now begins to fade. My body warm and tingly.

My mind barely registering the sound of belts and pants as I’m soon lifted from the floor. A pair of warm strong arms now carrying me towards a bed. A bottle of ice cold water soon greeted my lips in which I accept hungrily. Swallowing greedily as a cool damp cloth moves to wipe my face, cheeks, forehead and shoulders. Another pair of arms soon joining me as they both move to cuddle me.

Grant soon whispering within my ear as sleep moves to claim me.

“Don’t ever. EVER. Think that we don’t want you Isabella. Your OURS. Now and forever. And soon, Lucus and Alex will both be here to show you as well.”

Sighing happily, to tired to care or worry do I move to snuggle closer. A small part of me knowing that he was right and that I was foolish to assume that they didn’t ever want me. Sleep now rising to claim me as Tony moves to speak softly. Both assuming I was already asleep based on my steady breathing.

“Bro. We need to tell her. Because if we don’t then….”

“I know. I know. And we will. But if we aren’t careful it could scare her, and we can’t afford to lose her. Not when we only got her back.”