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.