“Knox. If you don’t fuck me right now, I’ll stab you with a fork.”
“Such a desperate little slut.” Killian groans, eagerly anticipating his turn with her.
I push just the tip of my cock inside her and quickly pull out as she hisses through clenched teeth.
“Knox.”
I push a little more inside her drenched pussy and scold her.
“Violence is never the answer, Tesoro. Not with us. Now say you’re sorry.”
Heather digs her fingers into the tree bark.
“I’m sorry. Knox, please fuck me. I need to feel you.” She cries out helplessly.
I don’t enter her slowly. It’s fast, hard, and I’m buried to the hilt with a single thrust, causing her to whimper from the intrusion.
“Good fucking girl.”
Her moan comes out loud and breathy, appreciating my praise. I’ll praise her all day long when she isn’t being a fucking brat. Heather craves praise and generally deserves it, but I won’t reward her unacceptable behavior.
My cock slides in and out of her, and I grip her shoulders as I fuck herdeeply.
“You feel so good, Tesoro. So fucking good.”
I reach around her stomach and quickly find her swollen clit. I pinch hard, and she yelps from the sting.
Killian comes up to her and slams his lips to hers as he slides his fingers into the top of her dress, and she loses her beautiful mind.
Bucking her hips wildly, she moans in my brother's mouth as I rub her clit harder.
“That’s it, Tesoro. Fall apart for us.”
Carter comes up on the other side of Heather and kisses her. My brothers take turns with their tongues in her mouth as I smack her ass hard.
“Come. Now.”
Heather tosses her head back with a loud moan as she trembles against the tree. She nearly hugs it, holding onto it for strength, and I flash Killian a look. She may be too tired for more.
CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
KILLIAN
“Do we need to postpone your punishment until tomorrow? You look exhausted.”
The side of her face is pressed against the tree as she lifts her heavy eyes to mine.
“No. Punish me. Fuck me. I’m tired, but not that tired.”
I remove my belt from my pants and show her the leather.
“What’s your safe word, Killer?”
Her lips pull up into a devious grin.
“Donut, but I won’t be using it. I can take whatever you give.”
Knox grabs my arm, “A belt? Use your fucking hand.”
