Page 124 of My Brother’s Best Friends Entanglement

“Strip.”

I hesitate, half a second, and it's not nerves so much as the sudden thrill of three sets of eyes on me at once, hungry in a way that should terrify me and does the exact opposite. Eyes locked on his, I pull my cardigan off, and then, slowly slipping the straps of my dress from my shoulders and shimmying it down my body, an inch at a time, taking my time to let it reveal my body, until it falls in a pool at my feet.

I stand there, still in my underwear, acutely aware of them all staring at me.

“I said strip, Alexi,” Rhys says, his voice so low, it resonates in the pit of my stomach.

I unhook my bra and drop it, and stand there in nothing but my cotton briefs and calf-length boots. Suddenly shy.

“Panties off. Boots stay on,” Zachary says, watching from his spot, leaning back against the closed door, something about his voice makes my knees go weak.

As I'm stepping out of my panties, Marcus says to Zachary, “You called us here. And it's your work break. You choose how you want our girl.”

There's no hesitation.

Zachary drags the cushion off his desk chair, drops it onto the floor in front of him, and says, “I want my cock in that sweet little pussy while she's got her mouth full of both of you.” His eyes drop to mine, and his voice drops with them. “And if she's good — if she takes all three of us like our good little toy — maybe we let her come while you two are inside her too. Would you like that?” I feel myself eagerly nod. “Good. So get on your knees, sweetheart.”

I immediately obey. I can already feel how wet I am, every move a reminder of how my body is reacting to them.

He crouches, strokes a thumb along my cheekbone, a moment of tenderness. “You good?”

All I can do is nod.

“Good girl.” His hand slides into my hair as he takes a step closer. “Get my cock ready for that tight pussy.”

I take him out and take him into my mouth, hungry. He's already at full hardness when I hollow my cheeks around the head, and I hear him hiss out a breath above me right as he moves round behind me, his hand smoothing down my spine.

“Nothing is touching that pussy before my cock, tonight.” His voice is right against my ear, rough. “I want to feel exactly how tight you are with nobody else, with nothing else, inside you yet.” He straightens. “But first.”

The other two step forward, and Rhys growls to me to take their cocks out too, and my hand shakes as I fumble with their zippers, the fear and the thrill of the whole night tangled up into something so unexpected it has me aching. I wrap a hand around each of them, stroking, revelling in the way there's no doubt about how much they want me.

“I need to taste you both,” I say, and it comes out wrecked already.

“Don't let us stop you, baby,” Marcus says.

Rhys leans down, tips my chin up with two fingers. “I'm going to fuck this slutty little mouth tonight, Alexi. Hope you're ready because I've been dreaming about it for a very. Long. Time.”

I take Marcus first, then Rhys, switching between them while my hand works whichever one isn't in my mouth, and the sounds in the room are obscene, wet, filthy. My mouth is filled with a throbbing cock head when I feel Zachary settle in behind me, both hands gripping my hips.

“Ready?”

Zachary

I'm lined up right at her entrance, and I drag one long, slow lick down the damp line of her spine before I slam into her in a single stroke.

The sound that punches out of me is pure reaction. She's tighter than usual, gripping me from the first inch, and my whole cock feels like it's being gripped by a vice.

She surges forward onto Marcus's cock with a muffled little grunt. I give her exactly two seconds to adjust before we find a rhythm, me driving into her from behind in long, deep strokes while she takes them from the front, her whole body caught between the three of us.

The way she takes it shows me she was built exactly for this. Sweat's running down the line of her spine, over the curve of her arse, and I watch it disappear every time I bottom out inside her.

“That's it.” My voice doesn't sound like mine. “Take every inch of me while you're sucking them off. Fuck, Lex, you feel incredible.”

She moans around the cock currently in her mouth, and I feel it vibrate all the way down my own, and it's so good I don't trust myself to last much longer. She's rocking back into every thrust now, chasing it, and I can feel her walls starting to flutter around me.

“Not yet.” I grip her hips harder, hold her right where I want her. “When you come, it's going to be because you're begging me for it. Not before.”

She whines, the sound getting choked off when Rhys thrusts into her mouth, and the sound of it nearly finishes me on the spot.