“Good girls do as they’re told without argument. Now tell me what you want.”
Knox grabs a fist-full of her hair and pulls, forcing her head back, as he smacks her ass with his free hand.
“I want to suck your cock while Knox fucks me.”
Moving closer to her, I rub my thumb over the head of my dick, collecting the moisture.
“Tongue out.”
She looks gorgeous naked, on her knees, waiting for us to give her everything she needs. I spread my pre-cum on her tongue, and a moan slips from her throat.
She swallows before she licks a circle around the head of my cock. When she flicks her tongue over my slit, I groan in pleasure.
“Good fucking girl.”
Knox kneels behind her and pushes a finger inside her pussy.
“Fuck, Tesoro. You’re already drenched for us.”
She drags her tongue slowly along the underside of my cock, causing a fire to ignite inside my body.
Raising her gaze to mine, her lips lift into a smirk, like she knows she’s ruining me as much as we are her.
Placing her lips around the crown, she takes my length into her mouth as Knox removes his finger from her pussy and replaces it with his cock. He pushes into her slowly, and she moans around me as I feed her more of my length. Her mouth feels like Heaven when she hollows her cheeks and I hit the back of her throat.
Knox grabs her hips and fucks her hard as she whimpers repeatedly. The vibration against my cock causes me to clench my jaw, and I attempt to hold on to my orgasm.
I spot Killian in the doorway watching us, but he doesn’t come into the room.
“Tesoro,” Knox growls, “Keep clenching my cock like that. Fuck. Such a perfect girl.”
Unable to restrain myself any longer, I grab her head with both hands and fuck her mouth until she gags around my length.
“Come, Little Heathen. Shatter around my brother’s cock while I come down your pretty little throat.”
CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
KILLIAN
Istand in the doorway, watching Knox fuck her from behind while Carter fucks her mouth, and I’d like to say I don’t like the way she looks.
But she’s fucking stunning.
The more tangled up in us she becomes, the more I worry. It’s becoming clear neither of them will willingly let her go. It’s going to take drastic measures. I’m still waiting on a call back from my police officer buddy. It’s been over a month, and I haven’t heard a goddamn word from him.
This woman has all three of us fucked in the head, myself included.
Stop watching and walk away, Killian.
I want to, but I can’t.
She is a fucking temptress, the way she takes both of my brothers, and now with the way she’s looking at me, I know she wants more. They rise to their feet, as I continue watching them move like a well choreographed stage production. Knox takes her hands and places them around his neck, while Carter comes up behind her, kissing her neck softly. She moans quietly as he drags his tongue over her shoulder blade. Pressing his lips tohers, Knox kisses her, slow at first, until it’s clear he needs her as much as she needs him. Pulling back, he presses his hand to her face as he groans “Tesoro,” his voice coming out thick and filled with emotion.
They move like their bodies are extensions of each other—so in sync—as if they’ve known her for years. Even if I wanted this girl around, this is something I’d never have with her. The way she is with them is not for me. The thought of being this wrapped up in a woman does not appeal to me. Women are a distraction when you keep them around for longer than one night. Now, on top of all of the shit with Heather, we have to deal with fuckingMorte. If we aren’t careful, we could all die. My brothers are so lost in this chick, they don’t seem to realize the danger we are all in.
My phone vibrates in my pocket, forcing me to look away and walk down the hallway. I answer, knowing it’s Jack, who I’ve had conducting surveillance on her family for well over a week.
“Talk to me,” I say as I answer.
