“Yes,” I moan.
“Tell us how much you like it.” Alex’s voice is rougher now, and he quickens the pump of his wrist, hitting that spot just right.
“O-ohhh. So much. So fucking much,” I cry out, each syllable exaggerated.
“We know you do,” he boasts. “And you’re ready to come, aren’t you?”
I nod.
“How many times are you going to come for us? Hm? Onceon each of our dicks?” Alex thrusts his fingers, his effort to bring down my climax relentless.
Mountain continues to match his energy, torturing my clit until it’s pulsing and sensitive.
“Mmmm, shit.”
“You’re gonna be good for us, right. Gonna let Mountain stretch this pretty pussy?”
I nod again.
“Let me fuck this throat?”
“Yeah.”
“Gonna let my brother use you up?”
Another nod as white-hot passion explodes across my vision. Tremors wreck through my body, and my toes curl.
“Yeah, you will. ’Cause you’re ours. All. Fucking. Ours.”
And I come. My orgasm comes sharp and fast, ecstasy crashing over me so hard I nearly black out. I scream, probably louder than I mean to, but none of them seem to mind. Not even Kane. They hold me in place, letting me ride it out before moving me to the sofa. Mountain helps me into a seated position, his hands roaming over my naked frame. I thrash from his touch, my body still on fire.
“Lie back,” Mountain says as he drops to his knees, grips my thighs, and tugs me toward him until my ass is at the edge of the couch.
He rises above me, one hand gripping the back of the couch for balance, and kisses me softly.
“You’re mine.”
When I search his face, he smiles.
I nod. “I am.”
He kisses me again, then my neck, my breast, and my stomach, but he lingers at the spot beneath my belly button, blowingon my flesh. I shiver and reach down to touch his hair. He looks up at me, a smile on his lips, and it’s the sexiest shit ever. His smile, the one he’s hidden from the world for so long.
Alex moves closer into view, watching me watch Mountain. And when Bryden finally kisses my pussy, I look at Alex. His mouth is parted, eyes glued to me, dick out, gorged and red at the tip. Pre-cum beads smear all over as he strokes himself. My mouth waters, and all I can think about is doing exactly what he asked of me, letting him fuck my throat.
But then my attention is pulled between my thighs as Mountains swipes from my clit down to my entrance and slips two fingers in me.
“Spread those legs for him,” Alex orders.
I don’t know what’s hotter, Alex talking us through this, or Mountain’s willingness to please while another man directs me. I do as I’m told, opening my legs wide.
Deep and guttural groans ripple off the walls, but it’s Kane’s moan that draws my focus. He’s sitting now, his eyes fixed on the scene in front of him. He adjusts his crotch as the people he cares about most do things to my body in front of him. He wants this, whether he’s ready to admit it out loud or not.
I try to keep looking at him so he knows that I want him just as much as I want them, but that lasts all of three seconds before I feel Mountain’s mouth on my clit. Peering down at him, my brows pinched tight, I bite my bottom lip. Mountain laps at my pussy.
Alex kneels on the couch to kiss me, then brings his cock close to my mouth. With his hand on the back of my head, he angles me in place, running his tip over my bottom lip.
“Open that mouth.”
