“Christ, you’re fucking beautiful like this, princess.” Kneeling behind her, I rub my dick between her cheeks as I kiss along her burned shoulder.
“Seven, please don’t make me wait,” she mewls while Ro squeezes her tits.
“No waiting, baby, just fucking until you pass out.” Pushing her down to lay flat across Ro, I pop open the lube and squeeze some onto my fingers. Gently I probe her little rosebud before thrusting two fingers deep inside her. She jumps and tries to pull away, but Severo holds her steady, whispering praise into her ear.
Tighter than I thought, I slip a third finger in and begin to slide in and out, getting her used to the sensation for a few minutes before pulling my fingers free and wiping them off with the cloth I brought with me.
Coating my dick in the lube, I massage it on with a couple of hard strokes of my hand before nudging through her tight ring of muscles. I start out slow before I ram all the way in. Ro’s lips capture her cry of pleasure while I stay still so we can all get used to the tight invasion.
“Jesus, fuck, woman. You’re a goddamn killer with this body of yours.” I can hardly refrain from fucking her until we’re both begging for mercy. Sliding one hand up the middle of her back, I use the other and wrap her hair around my fist, dragging her back so she’s arched and her tits are in Ro’s face.
It takes a few minutes, but together, we begin fucking into Aria, finding a rhythm where when he slides out, I’m diving home. Once we’ve got that down, I do as promised and wrap a hand around her throat from behind while still clasping her hair in my fist.
Slowly, my fingers begin to squeeze until I feel her struggling to take a breath. “Motherfucker, her cunt is going to yank my dick off.” Ro strains beneath her, the veins in his neck pop as he tries to control himself. “Don’t fucking stop, man. Squeeze her tighter; she’s like liquid fire here.”
Don’t I fucking know it? Three more pumps and my brother shouts his pleasure into a mouthful of tit and holds her in place for me as I begin to thrust harder, faster, taking from her everything I want.
With her hands grasping my forearm, I know she’s close too, so I begin loosening my hold before tightening it again. Playing with her now, it’s not until I feel her nails scraping across my arms that I know she’s about ready to combust.
“Come for me, princess. Come all over Severo.” A second later, her ass tightens on me, and I’m fucking into her so hard that I’m sure she’ll be bruised. I release her throat, and she crashes. Pleasure tears through her as it rips through me, and I explode inside of her, incapable of stopping the way our fluids leak out around my cock, dripping down to her wet cunt.
Collapsing next to Ro on the bed, our hands are all over Aria. Massaging, petting, soothing her until she stops shivering between us.
“I think I got lost there.” Rolling to her back, she gazes between us with a content smile on her face. Unable to hide her happiness.
“Good, because we’re fucking lost for you.” Leaning down, I kiss the red fingerprints on her throat and feel pride at just how much pleasure we all gained from that.
“I’m ready for round two,” Severo comments and smirks at our girl's shocked face before stealing a kiss from her lips. “After a nap.”
Burying my face in her hair with an arm wrapped around her waist, sleep is quick to take us all.
* * *
Aria
“No, no, no, no,” I hoarsely cry. At least, I think I do.
I don’t know anything anymore.
Not time, nor space. Feeling or shadows.
I know pain.
I know excruciating agony.
“Please, let me die,” I cry into the moist soil beneath my charred body. I don’t want to move. To breathe. I want to melt into the earth and become one with nature.
“Not happening, princess.” Seven? I think that’s his voice. But he sounds so aggressive, angry; he’s pissed.
“Who did this to you, kid?” My eyes open slightly upon hearing Holden’s voice. My big brother always saves the day for me. I knew he’d come. “Who hurt you, Aria?”
My vision blurs, and my lungs feel like they’re seizing as I break out in a coughing fit that throws my entire body into spasms that bring sheer misery to my full frame.
“Guys, let us get to her,” a strange female voice calls out. A woman shoves Holden and Seven to the side, and I catch a glimpse of Severo.
He looks homicidal as he stares at the burned-out shell of the car that I escaped literal hell from. Sweet, caring Severo, who loves to make me laugh and tease his twin about always being so serious, is the epitome of the grim reaper right now.
The female paramedic asks me a ton of questions, but I ignore her, my concentration firmly fixed on the three men now huddled in a circle watching me and conversing quietly. I know they’re plotting.