“I’m going to fuck your ass hard while my brother fucks your face. We're going to use you, leaving youcoveredwith our cum, and you're going to love it.”
She pulls off Thomas’ cock and twists around to face me, tears streaming down her cheeks from the face fucking. “Please,” she begs, and it’s all I can do to stop from coming there and then.
“Have you got any lube, Harlow?” Thomas grips her hair to steal back her attention as I continue to prep her ass, scissoring my fingers to stretch her.
“In the bedside drawer,” she sobs with need. He leans down and kisses her, wiping her face.
“Shhh. Such a good girl. Be patient, and Dec and I will give you what you need.” He pushes her hair away from her face, stroking her back, his softness countering all the depraved things we’re doing to her. I open the drawer, delighted by what I find. She must not have packed up any of her sex toys because it’s filled with all sorts of things. One immediately catches my eye, so I grab it and the lube before moving back to the bed. I pour a decent amount of lube over my dick and down her crack before rubbing it all over my length and working it into her with two fingers.
Pulling away, my hand cracks down on Harlow's ass, and she jolts forward, squealing, before taking Tom’s length again. “You’re such a naughty little slut, aren't you? Do you know what I found in that drawer, Tom?” I ask him conversationally as I hold it up. It’s a dildo with a loop on the end—for double penetration when you only have one partner. “Looks like Harlow here loves to have all her holes filled, and we are going to indulge her tonight.” His eyebrows raise the slightest bit as I slide the ring over my cock and loop it around my balls. I reposition it until it sits underneath my dick so that when I fuck her ass, it will fuck her pussy at the same time.
“Ready?” I ask her, running my hands over her smooth, round cheeks again before parting them.
She nods emphatically, and I slide my cock to the entrance of her puckered hole, lining the dildo up with her dripping pussy. Just barely pushing inside her, I grit my teeth and grip her hips, sliding into the tight heat while the dildo makes its way in at the same time. Gently, I pulse back and forth to ease my way in, but she must get sick of that because she forces herself back, impaling my dick to the hilt. “Holy shit.” I can’t help the words that escape my mouth, and she looks back at me, giving me a cheeky wink.
“Oh no, baby, you’ve done it now.” I look up, and Tom gives me a nod. He holds her head still and starts to thrust as I do the same, alternating to his rhythm. Harlow is trapped between us, unable to move, only capable of luxuriating in everything we’re doing to her. The room is filled with the sounds of grunting and gagging and the slick slaps of bodies against one another. I can feel everything tightening around me, her body clamping down on the verge of orgasm. It’s all I can do to continue to thrust as I can feel my impending orgasm. Leaning over her, I slide one hand to her clit and lower my mouth to her ear.
“I like seeing you wear my mark.” I move my mouth to her shoulder and slap her clit as I sink my teeth in. Harlow’s orgasm rips through her as my brother and I continue to work her body over, and her muffled scream echoes throughout the room as her ass clenches on my dick. Her body becomes heavy, and I can see she’s struggling to keep herself upright. So I finally give in to the need, thrusting two more times before emptying myself into her tight channel. Thomas pulls out and pushes her back before finishing all over her pretty titties.
Her body wrung out of everything, she collapses to the bed. Tom is already in the bathroom, running the shower, when I pull myself free from her body and watch my cum dribble from her ass hole. After I remove the strap-on and gather Harlow into my arms, I carry her to the shower and pass her to Tom, who’s already standing under the water, a soft, expectant look on his face. Have I seen my brother make that expression before? Certainly never with his ex, which means it’s highly likely this is the first time he’s ever appeared that way. He lets Harlow’s feet slide to the ground and wraps his arms around her, kissing her gently.
“Such a good girl, taking everything we gave you.” He continues to praise her as he lets the water flow over her exhausted body. Leaving him to take care of her, I go back and strip the bed down, getting it clean and ready for when we’re done in the bathroom.
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Stepping back in to join them, I find myself growing hard again at the memory of what just happened and how perfect Harlow is for all of us. I can see that my brother has got her worked up again. He’s lifting her up, her legs automatically wrapping around his waist, and without words, he slides into her tight, ready pussy.
I’m a little jealous—not in a true way, where it would turn into resentment or bitterness toward my brother. Instead, I’m simply wishing that I could join them even though I know now is not the time. I’m completely satiated, but there’s a greedy part of me that says we can always make room for more Harlow time, especiallynakedHarlow time. Unfortunately for my dick, the better part of my nature knows that Thomas needs this moment, so, for my girl and my brother, I’ll leave them alone and shower when they're done. They deserve some time alone.
I’ll just put on some sweats and check on the cubs. As I go down the steps of Harlow's apartment, I realize that I’m whistling. It’s amazing what a good woman and a great relationship will do for someone. I’ve never been unhappy in this family, but I didn't realize I was missing something until right this moment.
ChapterTwelve
Harlow
Igot up twice during the night to check on the cubs with Declan and Thomas both coming along for feeding assistance. Then we all fell back into my bed until our alarm woke us in the morning.
We had to delay the flight by one more day while the Summers greased some wheels to get my exotic cat license sorted for California, which also gave Dad some extra time to have the enclosure built. That day was blissfully spent—hanging around, feeding cats, letting the cubs play out in the open on a grassy area next to my barn. I took Nyx for a walk on the leash too, the two of us strolling down the driveway and back, and she seemed to enjoy stopping to sniff things along the way. When we got back, we napped in the sun for half an hour, with Nyx content to lay down next to me, her back touching my legs as she closed her eyes and savored her freedom. The night was a little less pleasant, needing to wake up for feedings again, and all of us are dragging the next morning when we’re finally ready to finish our preparations.
I yawn as we wait for the shipping company Doc Davies contacted to load Nyx onto the plane. The hold is climate-controlled, which should help with keeping her comfortable, but we also slipped her a mild sedative wrapped in a piece of chicken, and that will hopefully keep her nice and relaxed for the trip. She’s in much better condition than the two tigers were, probably because of how recently they purchased her and her regular stays in the house. That makes it much safer to treat her than it was Shinto. Plus, the guys assured me they would have Jilly show me to the hold so I can check on her through the flight. Thankfully, this one isn't as long as the last.
With the cubs needing to be fed during the flight, they have to be kept with us. Declan’s fascination with them means that he’s the one who claims the responsibility of getting them all safely packed away, and before I know it, they’re cozily snuggled into the large dog cage.
“Well, I can say this is definitely a first for me,” James comments as the crate is loaded onto the plane. “I've never transported animals before.”
“I doubt it’s going to be the last time you do either,” Declan tells him, smiling wildly. “We have the capability to rescue animals from all over the country, so we might as well use it.”
“Rescuing animals?” He looks a little confused.
“Come on, I want Jilly to show me how to get into the cargo area from inside the plane. Walk with me, and I’ll explain it all.” I tuck my arm in his and blow kisses to the two guys, hoping I can convince them to join me for a nap later. Declan’s been commenting about a few business calls he needs to make, but I’ll gladly take at least Tom if I can have him.
“Who is that?” I ask James, pointing to a uniformed man talking to Kai.
“That’s Jack; he’s brought the smaller plane we took to Hawaii. The police asked if we could transport Veronica back to California with an escort since she needs to be tried over there. That way we can limit the amount of public knowledge about her baby claim without putting all of you through the pain of having her on the same flight.”
“That’smuchappreciated, thank you. I don't think I could have controlled myself, pregnant or not, if she opened her mouth.”
“No, I don't blame you. Now, tell me about rescuing animals.”
