I’m so close, so fucking close.
When his other hand releases my breast, slides down my body, and pinches my clit, I scream my release, clamping around his fingers as he fucks me through it. When I start to come down from the explosive orgasm, he pulls away from my breasts and pulls his fingers free. They glisten with my cream, and he reaches down and swirls them through his cum on my chest, mixing our releases together. My breath catches at the hunger in his eyes, and his hard cock bobs against his stomach again.
“I’m going to fuck you, Darling.” He grins. “I’m going to fill that pussy like I did your mouth.”
“Prove it,” I growl, too deep to stop now.
Smirking, he grabs my legs and tosses them over his shoulders as he yanks me down the bed until my ass hits his thighs, then he runs his tongue through the mess on my chest.
“Scream for me,” he purrs, and I go to speak when he slams into me, making me do just that. I shout as he forces his giant cock through my fluttering channel. Groaning, he pulls back and works in inch by inch until that massive cock fills me. I writhe, needing to move. Pushing up to his knees, he turns his head and kisses my leg before pulling out and slamming into me.
The force of the thrust pushes me up the bed, jiggling my breasts.
“You are way too fucking hot; you make me wild,” he snarls, fighting my cunt as he fucks me bare. I should worry. I’m on birth control, but still. I couldn’t stop this even if I tried, and the bare feeling of that huge cock inside me pushes all thoughts out of mind… for now.
His quick, hard thrusts have me groaning, reaching down, and cupping my breasts, rolling my nipples as I lift my hips to meet him.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come way too quickly. You’re too wet and hot.” He groans and pulls free of my body. Grabbing my legs in one hand, he twists me and turns me onto my hands and knees then slams inside of me. The new angle lets him get deeper, so he drags along those nerves that have me clawing at the bed and fighting like a wild animal.
“That’s its baby girl, take all of me. You look so fucking hot with my cock filling you,” he growls, slamming into me harder and harder. My head drops, but he snarls, circles my neck, and yanks me up until my back meets his chest. “Don’t you dare fucking close your eyes.”
He turns me so I face the mirror in the corner of his room. I watch as his big, thick cock pounds in and out of me and my breasts sway from the force. Those dark, hungry eyes meet mine in the glass. It’s fucking hot, and when I see another pair of eyes watching, I almost come on the spot.
Asher.
He’s in the doorway. His hand rests on the handle before it drops. Wide-eyed, he goes to back away as Bray’s other hand slips down my cum coated breasts to my stomach, making me arch into his touch. His fingers swoop down and play with my clit, all while I keep my eyes on his brother.
I clench around Bray’s cock from knowing Asher is watching, and when he smiles? When Asher’s hand drops to his boxers and slips beneath? My eyes fucking cross, and I cry out.
I’ve always been good at putting on a show, but tonight is going to be my best performance yet. Fighting my orgasm, I force my eyes open again. Bray is too focused on fucking me, too consumed by me to notice our audience, but I’m not. The sight of Asher fucking his own hand as he watches me get railed by his brother is the hottest thing I have ever seen.
I didn’t know what it meant to be owned by them, to be Crew, but tonight, I’m finding out exactly what those violent promises are…
I’m being shared by my three stepbrothers, and I’m more than okay with it. It’s time I made them aware of that.
Licking my lips, I keep my eyes locked on Asher as I bend forward to my hands and knees, sliding his brother’s cock deeper inside of me.
I flip my hair over my shoulder and push back, fucking Bray as much as he’s fucking me. His huge cock rubs along my walls, making me cry out. With my eyes on his brother, I take his cock, moaning like the fucking whore I am. I love their reaction, their adoration, and the desire in their eyes as they both groan. Asher’s hand moves faster. I wish I could see, and like he can hear my thoughts, he pushes his boxers down until I see his cock, and the sight has me swallowing.
Fuck.
I thought Cyrus and Bray were big, but Asher looks like a fucking porn star. Why is it always the nice quiet ones? It’s topped with a huge ring piercing, and he has tattoos across his hips leading to and down it.
I moan, clenching around Bray at the sight. He groans and grips my hair, using it to drag my head back to a painful degree and slam into me. It drags my attention back to him, and I forget all about Asher as I lose myself in Bray, in the painful grip on my hair as the pain mixes with pleasure, building inside me from each hard thrust of his huge dick.
“Fuck, Darling, a man could get lost in your pussy,” he growls in my ear, making my eyes shut and mouth open as I try to hold back to make this last as long as I can.
“Come for me,” he orders, slamming into me so deep and hard I swear I see stars.
My release takes me by surprise, exploding through me and leaving me screaming. He groans, fighting my tightening channel before he gives up with a grunt and fills me with his release. I remember something then—Asher. I was so lost in his brother, in his body, I forgot about our audience. I drag my heavy eyelids open, and I meet Asher’s gaze in the mirror just as he silently comes too, filling his hand and covering his abs as he continues to stroke his cock.
Collapsing to the bed with Bray’s cock still buried inside me, his chest pressed to my back, I close my eyes. When I force them open again, I meet Asher’s eyes in the mirror. He blows me a kiss before disappearing into the dark, leaving me with Bray who grabs my throat softly, turns my head, and kisses me so sweetly I almost come all over again. He pulls back and grins at me, still deep inside me, keeping us connected.
“We are doing that again and again and again,” he promises, making me chuckle. He lets go, and I fall forward again.
I close my eyes and fall asleep.
When I wake up sometime later, I’ve been cleaned, and I’m tucked in Bray’s bed with his arms around me. I startle and my heart hammers as guilt and worry fills me, but my exhaustion and the comfort of his arms has me slipping back to sleep before I can fight it and run away like I always do.