“That’s our good girl,” Ian says, praising her while he nearly chokes her with his cock.
I shove down the front of my swim trunks, and my cock juts out in front of me, already leaking with precum. I swipe the fat head over her clit, and her body jerks at the contact. As soon as I push against the wet hole of her cunt, she tenses.
“Breathe through it,” Ian says. “You’re going to take care of both of us from now on.”
I thrust all the way inside her tight pussy, and my body takes over. She shouts around Ian’s dick, but that only makes him go down her throat deeper. I watch as he grips her hair and moves her up and down his dick. It makes my cock harder to see the way she sucks him off, and my balls get heavier. The weight of them slap against her ass with every thrust, begging to be emptied.
A noise from somewhere nearby makes me look up, and I see Captain Phil staring down from the control tower, watching us. It makes me fuck Marina harder, desperate for everyone to know she’s claimed. He’s been like a father to us since our own father died. He knows what she means to us. I have a feeling that one day he’s going to want to show her what it feels like to be a daddy’s girl.
“Swallow,” Ian orders, and Marina does exactly what she’s told. “That’s it, get all of it, baby girl.”
“Fuck, I’m there too.” I grit my teeth as my cock throbs, and I thrust all the way inside. Cum pours out of me in hot waves as I empty my load into my sister’s eager pussy. “Bro, she’s sucking me raw.”
“Goddamn baby sister, you give amazing head,” he tells her before he bends down and places a kiss on her lips.
When I pull out, she stares down at my dripping cock with wide eyes. “You did that inside me?”
“Baby girl, of course I did. And Ian is about to do it too.”
ChapterFive
MARINA
The champagne haze makes everything feel distant and unreal, like I'm watching myself from somewhere outside my own body. But it is very real. I can feel them both all over me, branding themselves to me.
I tremble from Jace’s release, the reality of it tugging me back. What it means is that he came inside of me. The implication is that this isn’t a game. They want to get me pregnant, to bind themselves to me in a way that would mean I could never be free.
Jace shifts out from between my legs so Ian can take his place, his cock still hard and ready for me. They both are so greedy for what I have. No one has ever been like this over me before. They act like they’ll never get their fill.
"Look at you," Ian says, gripping my hips with rough hands as he comes down over me. "Already full of my brother's cum and begging for more."
"No," I whisper, turning my face away. "I didn't... I don't want this." Right? This is wrong. It’s the drugs making me turned on.
"Shh," Jace murmurs beside me, stroking my hair like I'm a skittish kitten, but I know he’s only trying to lure me close to grab a hold of me and never let go. Even with his words. "You don't know what you want. But you'll learn. We have plenty of time to teach you."
Ian sinks inside of me, letting his body weight pin me down to the deck. I’m still slick and sensitive from Jace. I can feel his cum slipping out of me around his brother's cock, trailing down to my ass. Ian feels even bigger from this angle, and I cry out. My hands push uselessly against Ian’s chest.
I’m supposed to resist this. It’s so wrong, even if it feels good.
"Stop," I gasp. "Please, stop."
“Baby sister,” Ian says, staring down at me. His gaze is beyond intense. “Don’t make me cover your mouth.” But he does, bracing himself with one arm while the other muffles my cries. He silences my screams of protest as he pumps in and out. “It makes me angry when you say you don’t want it.”
“You’re hurting our feelings," Jace adds.
"You can fight it, but it’s pointless," Ian grunts, setting a punishing rhythm. "I’m already inside you, baby sister. It’s too late. Every time I cum inside you," he grits out, driving me against the deck with each thrust, "that's a chance to get you pregnant. We’re going to keep filling you up, so stop fighting it."
He lets his hand fall away to grip my hip, desperate to get deeper in me.
"No," I whimper and try to squirm away, but he keeps me pinned. I almost wish he’d cover my mouth again so he can’t hear my moans. "Don't... I can't..."
"You can," Jace says softly. He reaches down to play with my clit despite my weak attempt to bat his hand away. "And you will. Again and again until you love it. Until you beg for it."
"I won't," I choke out, but my voice cracks. The pleasure he's forcing from my traitorous body undermines every word that passes my lips.
"You will," Ian promises, his thrusts becoming erratic. "You'll wake up wet thinking about us. You'll spread your legs before we even have to ask. That's how good we're going to make this for you."
"Never," I whisper, but I'm arching up to meet him despite my protests. My body is seeking more even as my mind screams for it to end.
