“Please,” she begs with a pathetic little huff that has me crushing my dick into her mound.
“Please what, Isla? I need you to tell me.”
I need the words. The consent. I need her to step into my clutches willingly and let me fucking destroy her.
She’s a writhing, greedy mess rubbing her soaked pussy down my shaft. Hungry jerks that I match with the torture of her nipples.
“Don’t stop,” she pleads.
Good enough.
I tear back on my knees. My fists twist in her panties. The fabric stands no chance. They snap clean off her and I have her knees over my shoulders. My face dives between her thighs.
Thick, sweet arousal coats my tongue with my first sweep from hole to clit. It thickens with my second. I clean her filthy cunt with hard, angry laps that have her scalping me with her fingers locked in chunks of my hair.
I snarl and dive deeper, shoving my tongue as far as I can in her hole. The source of all that cream.
Isla whines and thrashes. Hips rising and falling, pussy grinding into my face.
“This is how I want to find my babies every night.” Dom, still naked, strolls into the room and climbs up on Isla’s other side. “Wider, Isla. Open those pretty legs for your brother.”
I force a finger in. Then two. Dom swallows her wail while he palms her tits. They fill his hand, beautiful mounds that he teases with every roll of his thumbs over the peaks.
I bite her clit.
Not hard, but with enough teeth to make her scream and tear a chunk of hair.
“Fucker!”
Her hiss of profanity makes me smirk.
Short lived however when Dom clicks his tongue. “Nicky, play nice with your toy or I take her away and you’ll only get to watch as I use her.”
I grunt my displeasure, but I suck lightly on the injured muscle in apology. It works when her fingers loosen. Her thighs relax. I’m almost tempted to do it again, but I know Dom will take her away from me and I need to be inside her.
As if sensing my need, Dom pulls her out from under me. She’s turned onto her back, dragged up onto his chest. Both knees are hooked over his elbow and lifted, opening her.
“In,” he orders, reaching between her legs to stroke her pussy. To part her lips. “I want to watch you mount your little sister, Nicky.”
I shouldn’t love the sound of that as much as I do. Shouldn’t want it. But I’m crawling on top of her, hands tearing at my sweats. My cock springs free.
“Slow. I want her to feel everything,” Dom instructs.
“Can I have it hard?” Isla tips her head back on Dom’s shoulder. “Please, Daddy? I need it.”
We both groan.
Dom kisses her. “If that’s what Daddy’s baby wants. You heard our little whore, Nicky. Fuck her filthy cunt.”
More than happy to comply, I line up and slam home.
“Yes!” Isla sobs. “Again. Don’t stop.”
I don’t.
I pound her slick, greedy hole. Bottoming out every time until she’s whimpering, legs twitching.
“Play with my breasts,” she pants, dragging Dom’s palms to her chest. “Like that,” she urges, guiding him over her nipples. “Pinch. Harder. More. Fuck! Yes, Daddy!”
