Page 37 of Ever Bound


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Fisting the base of his cock, I shoot a glance over my shoulder, raising an eyebrow. “You just going to sit there and watch?”

Arson jolts, and I think he legitimately didn’t realize he’d lost his concentration, hindbrain focused on the live action porno. Shaking himself out of it, he strips, the bed dipping as he takes his place behind me, running the head of his cock teasingly between my legs. “You sure about this, angel?”

In answer, I back my hips against him, hissing as the head of his cock stretches me. He curses, taking my hips in a bruising grip, and sinks in another inch.

The telltale feeling of cementing a new bond lights up, coursing through my body in a rush of energy that starts at my pussy and spreads out to alight every nerve ending of my body, having to bite back a needy whimper with every brush against my skin.

Arson throws back his head, fingertips biting into my skin as he curses. “You can take me deeper, can’t you, pretty girl?Fuuuuuuuck,yes,just like that. So goddamnperfect.”

Shadows explode out of him as his cock jerks, coming deep inside of me while trapping the three of us in our own little world. “Holy fuck, you weren’t kidding,” he groans, bucking his hips once more and forcing me to swallow down even more of his brother’s monster cock. “I just came, yet I either want to start a fight, or fuck our mate until she can’t walk.” He sucks down a ragged breath. “Maybe both. That power boost is no joke.”

Myles garbles out nonsensical agreement and praise as he tangles his fingers in my hair, gently guiding me into takinghim deeper, cock twitching as I wrap a hand around the base and start stroking everything I can’t take as he explodes in my mouth, cum spilling out from between my lips as I struggle to swallow it all.

Arson drops a kiss on my spine, slowly pulling out and leaving me feeling bereft. “You’re so fucking perfect. Think you can take my brother in that perfect pussy while I claim your ass?”

I clench at the idea, making them both groan, but admit, “I’ve only ever played with plugs, and it’s been a while.”

A dark chuckle proceeds Arson running a soothing hand down my back. “Oh, beautiful, use your imagination.” One of his shadow tendrils curls in front of me, and I watch in fascination as he shrinks and tweaks its form so that it resembles anal beads. “Trust me; I’ll take such good care of this ass, you’ll be screaming my name until the rest of your mates jizz themselves.”

Myles snorts. “Pretty full of yourself there.”

“Just wait. In a minute or so, Ever’s going to be pretty full of us both,” he counters.

Any protest I may have had is lost on a moan as Myles adjusts his position and fists the base of his massive cock, running the head over my slick slit and teases my clit. I writhe against him, wordlessly begging for more, as he releases a dark chuckle. “Is this your kink, beautiful? Want me to fuck my brother’s cum back into you until you’re covered in both of our scents and driving your other mates crazy?”

“Yes, that. A million times that,” I enthusiastically agree as he notches himself in my pussy.

He lets loose a steady stream of curses as he slips inside of me, and I’m right behind him as he drives deeper, babbling about how hot and wet and perfect my pussy is. On his next thrust, Arson works his studded shadow into my ass, and the cool edge helps curb the sting as he stretches me. Once I’m amindless mess, he swaps his shadow cock for his lube-slicked one.

“That’s it, angel,” he breathes, my breath hitching as I fight the initial burn of him sinking in the first inch. “Deep breaths. I know it hurts now, but think about how good it’s going to feel when you’re pinned between us, stretched to bursting. But you can take it, can’t you, beautiful? My brother’s cock stretching that perfect pussy wide while I claim this ass and make you ours?”

I’m pretty sure I forget how to breathe, completely lost as they work me into a mindless mess of sensation between them. Myles laving equal attention between both breasts, alternating rolling my nipples with his tongue and thumb. And Arson playing my clit like a master musician, leaving me clenching down on them both until the three of us are all on the verge of coming out of our skin.

Breath coming in shallow pants I rock between them. “Oh f-fuck,” I gasp, nails digging into Myles’s chest. “Right there.”

I come so hard, I’m pretty sure I black out. My vision goes spotty, body rocking on autopilot as I wring every last bit of pleasure from my orgasm until I slump beneath them, struggling to catch my breath.

The two of them work together to ease us onto our sides with me pinned between them, and I scoot closer to Arson and half-climb on top of him to escape the massive wet spot.

My life’s far from perfect. In fact, it’s downright messy. But it’s perfect forme.And I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

Chapter 16

Ever

As I take a long sip of my coffee, pounding at the front door echoes through the house. Obviously, I ignore it in favor of sweet, sweet motivation juice.

The guys stiffen, but I swear, Ledger grows a couple of inches as he puffs up. “Expecting someone?”

I scoff, carrying on my quest of signing into all of my apps on my new phone. “If I was expecting anyone, they'd have texted me. Obviously it's an axe murderer or a salesman, and I'd much prefer the former. Nobody just shows up unexpectedly these days; red fucking flag right there. If they don't have my number, then we're not close enough for me to invite them into my house. Ignore it, they’ll get the hint and leave.”

“Myles? Ever?” a familiar voice calls through the door and I sigh in defeat as Ledger shoves away from the table.

Sometimes it becomes abundantly clear that these men were never children that had to pretend they weren’t home alone.

Following Ledger down the hall, I find him blocking the open doorway with my agent on the other side of the threshold.

Jericho’s voice carries past Ledger’s blockade. “I heard rumors that you were back in town and came to confirm.Everest’s alright, then? Whoever took her didn’t…” he trails off, looking sick at the thought, reminding me how wildly different things could have turned out.