The Devil’s Share Episode 2: First Taste

The black luxury car glided through the glittering Manhattan streets like a shadow. Elena sat in the backseat, her hands folded tightly in her lap, heart racing so fast she felt lightheaded. It had only been four hours since she signed the contract in their office, and now her entire life was shifting.

The driver hadn’t spoken a word. He simply delivered her to a discreet side entrance of one of the most exclusive residential buildings in the city — The Eclipse Tower.

A tall, suited man greeted her at the private elevator. “Miss Voss. Mr. Vale and Mr. Cross are expecting you on the 62nd floor.”

The elevator ascended smoothly. When the doors opened, Elena stepped into pure opulence. The penthouse was breathtaking — open-plan living space with massive windows overlooking the city, modern minimalist furniture in black and charcoal tones, and soft golden lighting that created an intimate, dangerous atmosphere.

Adrian and Lucian were waiting.

They had changed from their office attire. Adrian wore a black button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing strong forearms. Lucian was more casual in a fitted dark gray shirt, unbuttoned at the top. Both men held glasses of amber liquid — whiskey, she guessed.

“Welcome, Elena,” Adrian said, his deep voice echoing softly in the large space. “This is one of our private suites. You’ll stay here tonight. Tomorrow, we’ll move you into the main penthouse.”

Lucian approached her slowly, circling her like a predator. “Nervous?”

“Yes,” she admitted honestly.

“Good.” Lucian smiled. “You should be.”

Adrian set his glass down and stepped closer until he was inches away. He tilted her chin up with two fingers. “Tonight is your First Taste. We will not fuck you fully yet. But we will test you. We will push your limits. You will learn what it means to belong to us.”

Elena nodded, throat dry. “I understand.”

Lucian’s breath brushed her other ear. “Safe word is ‘mercury’. Say it and everything stops. But if you use it tonight, the arrangement ends. Choose wisely.”

They didn’t wait for more conversation.

Adrian claimed her mouth first — a slow, deep, dominating kiss that made her knees weak. His tongue explored her possessively while Lucian’s hands roamed down her sides, unzipping her skirt and letting it pool at her feet.

She stood before them in her blouse and black lace panties.

“Strip,” Adrian commanded quietly.

With shaky fingers, Elena unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall. Her bra followed. She was now completely naked except for her heels.

Both men drank in the sight of her. Their gazes were hungry, appreciative, and intense.

“Beautiful,” Lucian murmured. “Even better than we imagined.”

They led her to a large, luxurious bedroom. In the center was a massive king-sized bed with black silk sheets. A full-length mirror stood opposite the bed, and another large mirror on the ceiling.

Adrian sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her between his legs. His hands explored her body — cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples until she gasped, then sliding down to grip her ass.

Lucian stood behind her, pressing his clothed erection against her bare ass. “Spread your legs, little one.”

She obeyed.

Adrian’s fingers found her pussy. He groaned low. “Already soaked. You’ve been wet since the office, haven’t you?”

“Yes, sir,” she whispered.

Lucian chuckled darkly and reached around to join Adrian’s fingers. Two sets of hands teased her — circling her clit, dipping shallowly inside her, spreading her wetness. They worked in perfect sync, as if they had done this many times before.

Elena moaned, her head falling back against Lucian’s shoulder.

“Not yet,” Adrian warned, pulling his fingers away just as she was getting close. “You don’t come until we decide.”

They laid her on the bed. For the next twenty minutes, they tormented her with pleasure. Lucian sucked and bit her nipples while Adrian ate her pussy with devastating skill — long, slow licks followed by sucking hard on her clit, only to stop every time she neared orgasm.

“Please…” she begged after the third denial.

Adrian looked up from between her thighs, his lips shiny with her arousal. “Watch us.”

He stood and turned to Lucian. The two men came together in a fierce kiss right above her. It wasn’t gentle. It was raw, aggressive, and deeply intimate. Tongues battled. Adrian gripped Lucian’s jaw while Lucian fisted Adrian’s shirt.

Elena watched, mesmerized and painfully aroused, as they kissed like they wanted to devour each other.

Clothes came off. First Lucian’s shirt, revealing a sculpted chest and abs. Then Adrian’s. Their bodies were incredible — powerful, masculine, perfectly toned.

Lucian dropped to his knees in front of Adrian and took his thick, hard cock into his mouth in one smooth motion. Adrian groaned deeply, one hand tangling in Lucian’s dark hair.

The sight was breathtaking. Lucian sucked Adrian with obvious expertise — deep, wet, and hungry. Adrian’s hips rocked forward, fucking his best friend’s mouth while staring down with burning intensity.

After several minutes, they switched. Adrian pushed Lucian onto the bed beside Elena and returned the favor, sucking Lucian’s long, curved cock while his hand reached over to tease Elena’s dripping pussy.

“You like watching us?” Adrian asked, voice rough, before swallowing Lucian again.

“Yes,” Elena moaned. “God, yes.”

They made her watch as they pleasured each other. Kissing, stroking, sucking. Their familiarity and raw desire for one another was intoxicating. This wasn’t just performance — they genuinely craved each other.

Finally, they turned their full attention back to her.

Adrian positioned himself between her legs while Lucian knelt by her head. They fed her Lucian’s cock while Adrian licked and fingered her pussy.

“You’re going to come now,” Adrian said. “But only while sucking Lucian.”

She obeyed eagerly. As Adrian attacked her clit with perfect pressure, she took Lucian deep into her throat. The orgasm hit her like a freight train — powerful, shaking, overwhelming. She cried out around Lucian’s cock as waves of pleasure crashed through her.

They didn’t stop.

Lucian pulled out and moved behind Adrian. While Adrian continued licking Elena through her aftershocks, Lucian slicked his cock and slowly pushed into Adrian’s ass.

The sound Adrian made — a deep, guttural moan of pleasure — sent fresh heat flooding through Elena.

Lucian fucked Adrian with long, powerful strokes while Adrian ate Elena’s pussy. The chain of pleasure was filthy and mesmerizing. She could see everything in the mirror above — Lucian’s muscular body thrusting into Adrian, Adrian’s face buried between her thighs.

They kept her on edge for what felt like hours — switching positions, making her suck them while they touched each other, edging her repeatedly.

By the end, Elena was a trembling, desperate mess.

Adrian finally lay on his back and pulled her on top of him, her back to his chest. He didn’t enter her, but rubbed his thick cock along her soaked slit while Lucian knelt between their legs.

Lucian licked both of them — alternating between her clit and Adrian’s cock. Then he took both cockheads into his mouth at once, sucking them together while Adrian played with her nipples.

It was too much.

Elena came again, harder than before, soaking Adrian’s cock and Lucian’s tongue.

The two men stroked themselves furiously over her body and released together — thick ropes of cum painting her breasts, stomach, and pussy.

They collapsed on either side of her, breathing hard. Adrian pulled her close and kissed her forehead almost tenderly. Lucian traced patterns in the cum on her skin.

“This was only the beginning,” Lucian whispered. “Tomorrow you move into our penthouse. Then the real rules begin.”

Adrian’s voice was low and possessive. “You did well tonight, Elena. But this was just your first taste. We’re only getting started.”

As Elena lay between their warm, powerful bodies, covered in their release and still trembling from multiple orgasms, one thought echoed in her mind:

She was already in too deep.

And she didn’t want to escape.