Eve screams from both pleasure and pain, her small body stretched hard around Rafe’s cock, but her cunt grips him tight, wet, clinging and needy.
I watch her face twist, her mouth open in shock, and I press filthy promises into her ear as I pick her up and turn her so I can watch her whole body react to my brother’s thrusts. “You think this is too much? Wait until you feel me. My cock barely fit into your mouth. We’re going to stretch you so much you might not be able to walk properly. Do you want that, Eve?”
“Yes,” she moans through the pounding. “Yes.”
Rafe drives into her relentlessly, every thrust slamming her against me. Her breasts bounce, heavy and perfect, and I bend to suck one into my mouth, biting hard until she sobs. She arches, torn between desire and fear, her legs wrapping around Rafe’s waist as she tries to draw herself in deeper.
“Look at her,” Rafe growls, rutting into her like a beast. “She’s clinging to me like she was made to be ours.”
I slide my hand between them, rubbing her clit again, mercilessly, forcing her to feel everything at once. “Come again, Eve. Show us you’re ours.”
Her cry is ragged, breaking apart as a third orgasm crashes through her. Given how long we’ve made her suffer with the Venus Lock, I wouldn’t be surprised if she orgasmed for days.
I move to the side as Rafe snarls and lifts her closer to him and then puts her weight against the wall, pounding her harder, pinning her as if he’ll fuse her body into the Spire itself.
I step back, stroking my cock, thick and swollen, watching her cunt stretched around my brother. “When he’s finished, it’s my turn. You’ll take us both, one after the other.”
Rafe bites her throat, his voice a harsh command against her skin. “Say it, Eve. Say you’re ours.”
She gasps, sobs, her nails digging deep into his grey shoulders. “Yours… I’m yours!”
I grin, stroking myself harder, preparing to replace him. “Not enough, little human. Say both.”
Her voice breaks as Rafe slams into her again. “Both. I’m yours. Both of you. I always wanted to be both of yours, like this.”
Her words send a shiver down my spine. I can already imagine how she’ll feel when I drive into her next—already broken open by my brother, already wet, already ruined for anyone else. Just as Rafe was the first to be born, he set the standard.
Rafe slams into her one last time, grinding deep as she writhes against the wall, her mouth open on a moan. He pulls out, cock wet and gleaming, and steps back without a word. His hands still have her pinned for me.
Now she’s mine.
Rafe and I change places. I grab her by the hips and spin her, forcing her to face the wall. Her breasts flatten against the crystal surface, her hands splayed helplessly. Her wet cunt glistens, stretched and trembling from my brother’s cock, his seed dripping out onto the brown fur and shaking thighs.
“Hold her there,” I command.
I line myself up, thicker than him, the blunt head pushing against her soaked entrance.
She whimpers, shaking her head. “It won’t fit?—”
“It always fits when I want it to.” Then I thrust into her, hard.
She screams with pleasure as I force my cock inside, splitting her wide, every inch stretching her. She’s tiny, five feet of trembling flesh, and I’m a giant burying myself to the hilt.
“Goddesses, yes,” I groan, grinding deeper, filling her completely. “You’re so fucking tight. You’re more perfect than I even thought you’d be. And you feel so good.”
Rafe leans down, lips brushing her ear. “Do you understand now what it means to wear the clothing you did? To be ours?”
I fuck her hard and determinedly. Eve’s whole body shakes with every thrust, and her breasts are sweaty and smear wet against the crystal surface. I bend and bite her shoulder, tasting salt and human skin, then growl into her neck. “You’re ours. You’ve always been ours. And this cunt is ours. Everything is ours.”
Her body convulses around me, clenching tight, betraying her. She’s coming again, helpless, soaking my cock as I drive through her orgasm. Her sobs turn into desperate moans.
I grab her hair, yank her head back. My thrusts grow savage, every stroke burying me to the root. “Say you’re ours.”
Her voice cracks. “Yes, I’m yours.”
The words rip through me, and I slam harder, using her, claiming her until her legs give out and Rafe holds her upright for me. Her small body convulses again, wracked by another climax, long and helpless.
When I finally spill inside her, it’s with a roar that echoes off the walls, hot and deep, filling her until it drips down her thighs. I don’t pull out right away. I grind into her, forcing her to feel every throb.
