I’d intended to go hard and fast, starting to feed his cock deeper into my mouth, but his hand went to my hair, grabbing it in big handfuls so he had an unimpeded view, but also to stop me from going any further.
“That was you licking my cock?” he rasped. “Do it again.”
His hand went around the base of it, holding it out proud from his body. I moved and did exactly that, tracing with the tip of my tongue the broad flare of the crown, the channel that bisected it, even the hole that wept precum. Then I teased the band of his partially retracted foreskin.
“Fuck yes…” he hissed, his focus sharpening as I pushed my tongue under the sleeve of skin. “Now pull back.” I did as he said, my lips hovering over his cock. “Kiss the head, just gently.” I followed his orders, my lips parting slightly to let a little of him in. “Lick your lips and get them really wet.” I ran my tongue over them over and over, looking at him to show him they were shiny now with saliva. “Now brush them over the head, just a little.”
His breath came in sharp little pants as I obeyed, each pass growing stronger, my mouth opening until I grazed the O shape over the head.
“God, I can’t hold off. I fucking can’t. Take me deep, baby, deep as you can.”
It was harder at this angle, but I bobbed my head, going down another inch with each thrust.
“Lily…” He said my name like a prayer or a plea. “Fuck, Lily…”
Just at the moment I heard the door click open, and I went to jerk away, but Jasper’s hand turned to iron, keeping me right as I was, my limited view letting me know exactly who was here.
How the hell were these guys getting into my house? I wondered, right as Jasper arced up into my mouth. Damon threw himself down on the bed beside us, watching what was happening with eyes that glittered.
“Damn, Jasper, look how far she’s taking you,” he said, his brother just groaning in response. Both of Jasper’s hands were on my skull now, holding me right where he wanted, as his hips bucked upward, until my hand slid downwards.
“Oh fuck, Lily…”
“Give it a squeeze,” Damon said with a devilish smile on his face. “It’ll damn near drive him nuts.”
But I knew. In me or out of me, some biological drive in Jasper drove him to knot me, lock down inside and fill me full of his cum.To breed me, a much darker voice in my head added. To keep on breeding me until I was swollen, full of him and his brothers, then big with their children. For some reason the fact I wasn’t an omega didn’t seem to matter. So I covered the distended protuberance and did exactly what Damon said, squeezing down, then releasing, squeezing again and again in faster little flurries until Jasper’s shout reverberated throughout the whole room.
His cock grew diamond hard, then it jumped as much as it could, wedged in my throat.
“Fuck, here it comes,” Jasper growled. “Swallow it down, Lily. Swallow it.”
I did my level best, my throat convulsing around his length as he erupted. I swallowed and swallowed until I was forced to jerk my mouth free and suck down oxygen noisily. Jasper collapsed down onto the bed, but Damon watched me with a curious combination of mischief, pride, and envy.
“You missed some,” he said in a low voice, reaching out and scooping that part of his brother’s seed that had leaked out the side of my mouth, his fingers pushing inside my mouth. I sucked them noisily clean before he pulled them away. “You can’t waste it, what we give you. You can’t waste any of it.”
It was then that I realised I was sitting there naked. I grabbed a blanket and swaddling around myself abruptly, making Damon smile.
“Just because you want her to line you up next,” Jasper mumbled. “What the fuck are you doing here, Damon?”
“You need to get your arse ready to look after Lily’s shop and I’m gonna wait for our girl to have a shower before I dress her in some hopefully very distracting leathers then throw her on the back of my bike for the day.”
“What?” Jasper and I said the same thing at the same time.
“We’re going for a ride, out of the city and down the coast for a bit.”
“On a motorbike?” I said, my eyebrows jerked up higher. “I can’t go on the back of a motorbike.”
“Sure you can. You throw your leg over the back of a massive vibrating machine and snuggle up tight to the hottest of your mates, leaving the power of life and death in my hands.”
“That’s the part I’m taking issue with,” I said. “I’m going to the shop and—”
I was about to swing off the bed and flounce out of the room with my best haughty bitch impersonation when an arm wrapped around my waist and dragged me back down.
“No, you’re not.” Damon’s breath fanned over my ear, making me shiver. “You’re skiving off today, I told you that. Now, we can stay right here and do just that, all three of us.” Jasper rolled up onto one elbow at that, looking at the two of us with real interest. “See what fun we can get up to.”
“Or?” I asked in a tight voice.
“Or you get your arse in the shower and then into those fucking jeans you were wearing the other day. They made me harder than iron. I’m the one that takes you away from things, remember?”