Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
“Dalton,” she gasps, pushing at his hand. He takes her request on board and, carefully, allowing her time to stretch, pushes his thick finger in too.
I press down on the inside of her thigh and Dalton does the same, opening her wide and restraining her, too. She’s totally within our power, speared on our fingers, clutching tightly and moaning as Dalton uses the pad of his thumb to stroke her clit.
“Oh god,” she groans. “Please.”
The slick sound of her arousal fills the room as we pump our fingers, working to tip her over the edge. It’s what she wants, isn’t it?
“Oh…don’t…stop…oh…fuck.” She grinds against our fingers, and then spasms, leaking her arousal all over our hands.
And fuck if it’s not the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
She gasps for air, resting her hand over her heart as she dwells behind her eyelids in the well of pleasure we dug for her.
I draw my finger from inside her and lick it clean, savoring the most beautiful woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of having sex with, palming my cock, which is rigid and aching.
Will Kain fuck her first? We didn’t decide on how this would work, but he’s gone the longest since he benefited from the deal. If it plays out that way, it’ll be me last. But that doesn’t seem to be what Kain has in mind.
He kneels on the mattress between her spread legs and bends to kiss her lips. “Are you okay?” he asks.
“Yes,” she whispers.
“Do you want to carry on?”
A single nod confirms her answer.
“We can take you one at a time,” he says, trailing a finger of her cheek, “Or we can be with you at the same time. We’ll go slow if that’s what you want to try.”
Her eyes are fixed on his when she nods, so caught up in his words that she’s barely breathing. Kain turns to me. “Lie on your back,” he says, taking charge like he usually does. If he wasn’t so good at it, I’d accuse him of being a bossy asshole.
I do as he instructs, lying next to Gab, who’s encouraged to roll into a kneeling position and climb on top of me. Her hair trails over my skin, soft as a bird’s wing, and I rest my hands on the outside of her thighs as she sits on mine. Dalton tosses me a condom and I ready my cock for what’s coming next.
Kain murmurs instructions to Dalton, who removes his clothes, and climbs onto the bed next to us. Gabriella’s eyes drift between my pierced cock and Dalton’s unpierced dick, and her mouth drops open. Behind her, Kain deals with the condom.
Dalton strokes Gabriella’s back, making her eyes roll closed. “You’re so pretty, honey,” he says. Part of me wants to laugh at my huge older brother’s softness, but when Gab visibly relaxes, I’m grateful that he’s willing to be gentle in front of us.
Kain climbs closer, gathering Gab’s hair into a ponytail in his big hand. She moans as he gently tugs, letting her know he’s in control. When he kisses her neck, she almost purrs, and Dalton palms her breasts, weighing each one in hands that seem giant against her frame.
Kain uses his grip to turn Gab’s head, and when their eyes are locked, he tells her exactly what’s going to happen.
“You’re going to ease yourself onto Blake’s cock, okay? And when you’re good and slippery, I’m going to bend you over and push inside, too.” She whimpers and her thighs clench against mine. “And when you’re so stuffed full of me and Blake, you’re going to take Dalton deep into your pretty throat like the good girl I know you are.”
She moans when he kisses her, now completely in his thrall. Without drawing away from his kiss, she shuffles forward, taking hold of my waiting cock and notching it at her entrance. She moans again as she shifts, and I take hold of her hips and push until I’m buried deep inside her.
Damn. It feels good. So good I close my eyes and grit my teeth and count backwards from ten to force back the pleasure.
“Shit,” Dalton mutters, his eyes between her legs. “Does that feel good, Angel?”
She draws back from Kain’s kiss and stares down at me, letting her hands roam over my chest and the ink and muscle there. “Yeah. Blake feels good.”
“I bet he does,” Dalton says, pinching her little nipple until the end is pink. Her sweet little pussy ripples around my cock in response. “Fuck my brother, princess. Make him feel good.”
Gabriella rests her hand flat on my chest, leaning forward so she can undulate her hips. Our eyes stay locked, and I hold on to her waist, loving the pace of her movements. After a while, Kain’s hand urges her forward until she’s flat against me. She pants a little, the uncertainty of what’s to come making her grip my arm tightly.