And with that, he laid me down on a fluffy robe that someone had laid out close enough to the fire to be warm but not burned. And then he started fucking me. Like a battering ram. Actually, it was like Leander had done—but just those couple times when it felt like I’d been fucking the devil out of him. But now, it was Janus’s turn. Janus’s devil.
Right after I’d just come from one of the hardest, most adrenaline-fueled orgasms of my life, and having Janus fill me right at that moment, oh—
I started coming, muscles rippling all around his shaft—
“Fuck, guys,” Janus ground out through his teeth. “She’s coming around me already. She’s fucking clenching so hard. This fucking angel is coming on my dick the goddamn second I get it inside her.” He reached down underneath me, grabbed my ass, and angled me in such a way that he slid in another inch deeper. When I screamed, my orgasm amping higher at the new angle, he covered my mouth with his hand. I could still breath through my nose, but only just.
It was the hottest fucking thing, him fucking me and silencing me while he glared down at me like he’d never wanted anything more than to fuck the ever-loving shit out of me.
I sucked in a breath through my nose and gave in to him.
“She’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” Milo said from where he stood watching nearby. “My cock is so fucking hard. I won’t let myself come yet. I won’t let myself because you deserve more respect, baby. You deserve me to hold out as long as possible.”
Oh God. Janus’s cock was as thick as Leander’s but he used it completely differently. He was a battering ram. He did exactly as Leander had commanded.
“Baby, I gotta fuck you warm,” Janus whispered, and I giggled, at first thinking he was joking. But the way he lifted himself above me with hands on either side of my head and ground his hips against mine in a way that allowed him to thrust deep, quick, and with exceptional friction, I could only, oh, oh, oh— He was going faster, and harder— harder...!
Then Leander was bent at my other side. Leaning down, he pushed his brother’s hand out of the way and kissed me. His lips were vigorous, and it was like I could feel the transfer of heat from him to me. He bowed over me, taking advantage of the ground his brother had given up, forcing Janus to lift one of his arms.
“Hey, asshole,” Janus said, but Leander just kept kissing me.
“Oh yeah,” Janus muttered, “well, it’ll be my cock hitting her G-spot that’s responsible for ‘heating her up.’ Oh, and when I hit her F. And her B sharp.”
“My what?” I giggled between a gasp as Janus readjusted his position so that his very formidable cock did indeed bang a particularly lovely spot deep inside me with every one of his fast, furious thrusts that oh, oh wow, oh holy— holy—
“That,” Janus said, breathing heavily as he continued to thrust in quick, steady bursts, “is your B sharp.”
“Oh!” I said, or more like squealed. Because, oh dear Mary mother of God and all that’s holy...!!! I... was... melting.
“That’s fucking right, that’s fucking right, little whore. Come around Janus’s dick. Let him spread you. Your pink little cunt just split wide open for him. We can all hear you squelching around him. He’s fucking ramming you and you’re gushing for it. Goddamn. Look at him ram into you over and over like that. That’s gotta hurt, baby. Does it hurt? Just a little? ’Cause I know you like it when it hurts. You can be a little pain slut, can’t you?”
I squealed and thrust my hips feebly back at Janus.
“Look at our brother,” Leander ordered, grabbing my face and turning me towards Milo. He stood beside us in the light of the fire as the sun set even further. Milo had his cock out, long and straight and pulsing furiously in his fist. He squeezed it beyond what it seemed like it could take as he looked me up and down. He made eye contact as he continued intimately, “We both like a little pain, don’t we, baby. It’s good to be a dirty little fucking slut. ’Cause then you get to get fucked like little sluts do.”
“How do dirty little sluts get fucked?” Leander asked, playing with my hair while Janus fucked me even more furiously still.
“Dirty little sluts are cum buckets,” Milo said, stepping closer as he jerked himself ruthlessly, squeezing the knob of his head harder even than he had his shaft. “After your brother stuffs her with his cum, then you gotta fuck her. ’Cause the little whore likes a train of dicks. She’s gotta be stuffed.”