I pull out, disappointing my own cock, and rearrange us until I can pull her backward onto my lap. “Lube.” Knox passes me a bottle, and I slick myself with it. Then I place myself at her ass’s entrance. “Ready, precious?”
“Like this?” She sounds nervous.
“Kind of. Trust me.”
“I do.”
That means more than anything to me right now.
I take it slow, easing in. I’m girthier than my brothers, and I don’t want to hurt her. The sounds this woman makes should be recorded for posterity. Wicked, tempting things. By the time I’m in, she’s dripping down my thighs.
I lie back, taking her with me. I settle her legs on either side of mine to spread her wide open. Her head is tipped back on my shoulder. “Guys. Let’s make her feel good.”
Without a word, they join us, Knox at her mouth, Salem at her pussy. I feel it when he enters her there—her tight ass becomes tighter. I feel the movements he makes, hear her responding moans, feel the way she tenses and rolls between us. My hands cup her tits, plucking at them to add more pleasure. To occupy my hands too. They belong there.
Our bodies belong together.
When she comes again, I feel that. It’s a ripple that takes over from the inside of her until she’s shaking on the outside too. Salem growls, “Yes, angel, that’s it. Come for us.”
Knox strokes her cheek. “Is this what you wanted, baby? All your pretty holes filled?”
“Mm-hmm,” is all she can say as she writhes between us, mouth still full.
“Good girl.” He holds her throat while he fucks her there, staring into her eyes.
She comes again, and this time, I can hardly hold mine back. But I will. For her.
“Mm, angel, you’re gonna make me come too,” Salem promises.
She doesn’t speak. Only rolls herself at him harder, which means I have to angle myself just right to stay in. When he comes, it triggers another for her, and she screams, making Knox follow. The sound of her swallowing his cum makes me come. I unload in her ass, knowing she’s dripping with all of us now. I feel her still pulsing on me.
Our girl isn’t done yet.
Before I pull out, I reach around for her swollen clit. When I touch her there, she jumps, so I bar my other arm over her chest. “No, precious. We’re not done yet.” I hold her to me, my half-hard cock still up her ass, while I work that clit. She squirms and rolls and begs and pleads, but I hold. I know what her body needs. She doesn’t safeword or say no.
“Pleasepleasepleaseplease—”
“I’m giving you what you want, precious. Why the begging?” Teasing her gets me hard again, still buried in her ass.
“Need…more.”
“I know.”
Knox skims his palms over her nipples, just barely grazing them. Salem adds his fingers to her dripping pussy. One, then two, then three. All the while, I keep at her clit. All the while, she begs.
“What if we go for four?” he asks redundantly, because he’s already adding that fourth finger.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, I’m coming!” she squeaks the last word before crying out. Her whole body goes rigid, and shakes like she needs an exorcist. I barely notice anything but her until I’m coming again too. Didn’t even know I was close.
“Fuck, she’s squirting up my arm! That’s it, angel.”
When her body collapses onto me, I know it’s over. Mine sure as hell is. I carefully slide out and gentle her onto her side as she tries to breathe. I hold her there, stroking her arm to let her come back to herself on her own timetable. There’s no rushing this.
We have all the time in the world.
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SALEM
