Then he pulled out of her mouth.
As soon as Olivier was clear, Gahariet pulled Phuong into his arms.
“We should take you to a nice, soft bed.” He leaned down and kissed her neck, making her body aroused yet again.
28
Ripped Dress
Gahariet
He looked down at his precious mate in his arms. He almost wished that he didn’t have to share her with his brother, but he always would. The three of them were one, now and forever.
He ran up the stairs, Olivier close behind. They went into his room. He was glad that he had a dragon-sized bed.
He threw his precious cargo down on his bed before climbing on top of her body. He wanted access to her luscious breasts.
So he gripped the neckline of her dress and tore it in half, exposing every inch of her dark skin. His tongue lapped at one of her hard nipples. His hand went between her thighs, gathering the creamy wetness and pushing two fingers inside of her body while his thumb circled around and around her clit.
Then it was time to change positions. He’d kept her delicious body to himself for long enough.
He quickly flipped her onto her stomach to take off the remnants of her dress. Then she was totally naked in his bed.
Pulling her hip so that her back was to his front, Olivier slid in front of her, while Gahariet lifted her top leg and put it on top of his brother’s outer thigh, bending her leg at the knee.
She gasped a little bit when Olivier slid inside of her body. Gahariet put his hand on her clit to rub her as his brother claimed her.
Her body was shaking so much that she was shaking the bed.
Gahariet’s hand was wet with her juices. He brought the juices to her back door, slowly sliding the wetness around the dark hole.
“Are you…?” she asked.
“Just relax,” he said quietly. “Relax.”
Olivier leaned in and bit her neck. She yelped loudly. Her butt flexed and Olivier groaned as he began to thrust into her a little more quickly.
“Hold on,” Gahariet told Olivier. “We’re going to double up on her.”
“Hurry up,” Olivier said through clenched teeth. “She feels so good. I don’t think I’m going to last.”
Gahariet took as much wetness as he could and then he put the tip of cock into her hole.
She was insanely tight.
“Relax,” he said quietly into her little ear. He dropped a tender kiss on her cheek before biting her earlobe.
Slowly, she eased around him. And then he was pushing past her sphincter.
The whole room smelled of vanilla, salt, and musk. Gahariet gathered one of her soft, luscious breasts in his hand, squeezing gently to maximize her pleasure.
“I feel so full,” she said.
“We’ve barely started.” Gahariet slid deeper.
“Oh,” she moaned. “So much.”
Olivier couldn’t hold on anymore. His hands gripped her hips so hard that his knuckles were turning white.