“Briar.”
“Jenson.”
My cheeks flush red, but I open my legs anyway. Baring myself to him. “Please?”
The noise he lets out tells me that I’m in trouble. “You’re going to get exactly what you asked for.”
He means it as a warning.
But my eyes widen with delight. “Promise?”
Jenson
Briar Rose is going to break me.
She’s a fucking vision. Spread, and glistening, and begging, with her pussy teasing me.
“If you don’t,” River mutters. He’s cupping his cock, massaging it. “I’m willing to take one for the team.”
Kai nods weakly.
But my veins are burning. She’s offering herself to me.
Mine.
“This is going to be fast, and hard. Understand?”
She needs to sleep. I intend to fuck her into dreamland.
Lips parted, she nods.
And I let the leash on whatever semblance of control I’ve been trying to maintainsnap.
Kai
Jenson lunges for her.
Briar squeals as he grabs her ankles and pulls, tugging her down the bed before he lifts her legs up.
Sliding his hands over her skin, he pushes until Briar is folded, her knees up against her stomach. “Hold her hands.”
It’s a snarl. Leaning forward, I grab her wrists and pull, stretching her out. She moans, and all three of us inhale.
And then Jensonspitson her exposed pussy. “Should we shave your pretty curls off?”
River smirks. His hands are wrapped around his cock, tugging on it as he watches. “I already have a momento. But I’ll happily take another.”
Jenson hums. Holding her ankles so she can’t move, he lowers himself until he can press inside her. Briar cries out as he pushes inside in one deep thrust.
He leans forward until their lips are almost touching, bending her body. “Scream for me.”
I keep a watch on Briar as he buries himself inside her. He moves from thrusts to a twist of his hips, her body moving with his as he fucks her with rapid, deep movements. Her little cries stutter with each thrust.
Dragging her legs forward, he presses them over his shoulders, slamming into her. The wet, slapping noises fill the room with his grunts.
“Can you feel me, buried inside this sweet cunt?” He slows, his hips flexing. “Look at me, Briar.Now.”
Her chest is slicked with sweat, her eyes unfocused. Her back arches. “Jenson…,”
