Page List


Font:  

I sucked her earlobe into my mouth. “Consider it done. I’ll summon her to the house. We can’t risk letting you off the property to meet with her.”

I threw the empty champagne bottle on the sand, then rubbed her shoulders.

Alex closed her eyes and moaned. “You have your moments, Luca. This is one of them.”

After we finished the second bottle of champagne, Bastian laid down on the blanket and pulled Alex on top of him. I lifted my shirt over my head and dropped it onto the sand. Alex’s eyes flicked up and down my chest, her tongue darting out to slide across her bottom lip.

“See something you like, baby girl?”

Alex laughed. “Who says I like you?”

“You’ve always run from me, but you can never hide. I know you inside and out.”

She traced her fingers over the scars on my chest. Alex was the only women I ever let touch me or my scars. Much like her, they were a part of me. A part I would never hide from her.

Her fingers glided over my shoulders, trailing down my back to the worst ones. When I was younger and displeased him, my father made me kneel in front of him with his belt wrapped around his fist. Sometimes he hit me to show me his power, his strength. To remind me, I belonged to him.

We all bore different scars, various reminders of the man who taught us the value of cruelty. How to wield it, how to use it as a weapon. I understood pain, punishment, and torture. Without those lessons, I would have become a different man.

Bastian gripped her hips and rubbed her pussy against his cock. “Fuck, Cherry. Just knowing there’s a possibility you’re having my baby is making me so fucking hard.”

Her head tipped back, eyes closed as she moaned. “Bash,” she whispered. “Mmm, don’t tease me.”

His laughter filled the air. “I’m only a tease if I don’t let you ride my cock.”

She giggled. “I guess this means I’ll get to call one of you Daddy.”

Bastian always brought out the playful side of her. With him, she looked so comfortable, like they had been dating for years. The same with Marcello. They had the most natural ease with her.

Bastian squeezed her ass. “You can call me whatever you want as long as you come on my cock.”

She pushed up Bastian’s shirt and planted kisses across his stomach, right above the waistband of his shorts.

“I prefer master.” Damian moved behind her and pulled her tank top over her head. He bit her neck and cupped her big tits from behind. “Don’t you dare call me Daddy.”

She turned to look at him and raised an eyebrow. “Master?”

“You’re my pet.” He left teeth marks down her neck and played with her nipples. “Are you not? Every pet has a master.”

“Oh, God, Damian.”

Damian’s hand wrapped around her throat. With his other hand, he pinched her perfect pink nipples, and she whimpered from his roughness. My brother was different with her. He was too afraid of scaring her away to show her all the darkness in his soul.

“Master,” he corrected, then his teeth trailed down her neck again. “Say it, Pet.”

Her big tits bounced as she moved on top of Bastian, who had his cock out of his shorts, grazing her wet slit. “Yes, Master.”

He lifted her up by her hips and shoved her onto Bastian’s cock in one quick thrust. “Good girl.”

She rode him like she was on a mechanical bull, fucking my brother like she’d never get to ride his cock again. Damian teased her asshole with his finger as he bit her shoulder.

Alex screamed with each forceful thrust from Bastian, holding onto him like she was about to fall off his cock. He was like an animal tonight. It was as if a switch had flipped inside all of us after finding out she was pregnant. That completely changed the game.

Marcello still had to heal and wasn’t as aggressive as usual. He watched our brothers dominate Alex. Kneeling on the blanket, he shoved his shorts down to his knees and stroked his cock.

I rose from the sand and stepped out of my shorts. The guards could see us on the cameras down here. But I didn’t give single fuck. Not like they hadn’t seen all of us naked dozens of times.

Alex looked at me, her hand extended with a hungry look in her eyes. She fisted the base of my cock and licked the tip, the heat from her mouth making my balls tighten in anticipation. Damian straddled Bastian’s legs and slapped her ass as she fucked our brother. Since we didn’t have any lube, they took turns slamming their cocks into her tight pussy. If she was any other woman, they would have destroyed her.


Tags: Jillian Frost Princes of Devil's Creek Erotic