I try to lower my face, not wanting to see them, but I don’t have a choice. Mark kneels in front of me on the bed and yanks my hair back until my eyes are level with his cock. “Open,” he orders, fisting his shaft and pressing the soft round head against my lips. Tears well in my eyes, but I don’t hesitate. His cock thrusts inside my mouth before I can open all the way. I choke when he hits the back of my throat, but he won’t let me pull back to breathe. “Do good, Nicolette.”The bed dips behind me, and Elijah’s hands are on me, rubbing my sex. “No rewards.”Mark snaps his fingers over my head as he pumps himself into my mouth, fucking my face the way he does my sex when he’s allowed. “I’m just getting her wet, Mark. I don't want a dry pussy,” Elijah defends. He won’t shove into me without me ready for him. Mark will. “Oh, fuck,” Mark groans, holding my face down on his shaft. I swallow around his dick, the coarse hair at the base tickling my nose. When stars begin to dance in the edges of my vision, he lets me go, and I gulp in a breath. Elijah’s cock presses against my entrance, and I brace myself. It’s not enough. Mark times his thrust with Elijah, filling me at both ends. I fist the bedding beneath me, trying to relax. The more I calm, the faster I’ll be forgiven. “Use your tongue.”Mark pulls my hair, and I wince. There isn’t an inch of me that doesn’t ache. I do what he says, flicking my tongue under his head as he continues to thrust between my lips. “Fuck, this is nice,” Mark says, satisfied. “Every night once she’s ours, Elijah, we’ll fuck her like this every night.”Elijah’s cock plunges into me over and over again, his fingers dig into my hips. “Yeah. Just like this. I love this,”