Tate hissed, and danger flashed in his gray eyes. “Come again.”
I simply gazed at him, my body jerking as Harris drove into me with an unrelenting force. Tate gripped my chin between his thumb and forefinger, lifting my face, then bent down to my level. Once he was within a hair’s breadth from me, I could see the solid set of his jaw. “Do as I tell you, Louisa. Come.”
Harris rolled his hips and hit that spot inside me he knew drove me wild. My eyes fluttered closed as a moan was dragged out of me. If he did that one more time, I was going to—
My cry echoed around the room, and my body writhed out of control. “Oh, my God!”
Harris didn’t let up on me, his cock pistoning in and out of my pussy rapidly.
“Good girl,” Tate hummed.
“It feels fucking fantastic when you come on me. You make me so hard, princess.”
“I feel you, Har.” I moaned and tugged on Tate’s belt. “Play with us.”
Tate stroked my cheek lightly. “Ask nicely.” His tone was heated and firm.
“Please, Mr. Rawlins?”
Tate undid the buttons of his crisp white shirt, and I pulled off his pants as Harris slowed, moving gently within me. I rubbed the outline of Tate’s hardening cock as he pushed his black boxer briefs down, and it sprang free.
“It’s so pretty,” I murmured.
“Did you just call my cock pretty?” Tate growled.
“Never call a guy’s cock pretty, Lou.” Harris slapped my ass, and I yelped. “Bad girl.” He lifted my knee onto the back of the armchair and changed angles again.
A dark laugh slipped from my lips. “Punish me, boys.”
Tate gathered up my hair and twisted it around his fist. He indicated his length. “Make it messy, baby.”
I took Tate deep into my mouth as far as I could, letting saliva drip down his length. With Harris fucking me hard from behind, the only sounds within the apartment were of our bodies colliding. Joining with the two most headstrong of the brothers was exciting and brutal. They both vied for control of my body without even thinking about it, and though I knew I’d be a mess by the end of this, I enjoyed every single moment.
Tate ripped his cock out of my mouth. “Turn around.”
“No chance, man,” Harris could barely speak through his pleasure.
“Do it now,” Tate commanded.
He pulled me off Harris’ cock, ignoring his brother’s angry protests, and Tate tugged me across to the couch. He sheathed himself as he sat down, then pulled me down on top of him, and his chest pressed into my back as he pushed his cock inside me, prying my legs apart. His short beard brushed against my neck as he whispered to me, “Sorry, baby. But you’re not going to be able to walk once I’m done with you.”
Tate didn’t just move inside me. He destroyed me. He fucked me so thoroughly and so hard, I lost my mind to the onslaught.
Harris squeezed my breasts. “You can take it, baby.”
I took hold of his cock and pumped it in my hand.
Tate’s hands wandered over my body while he fucked me. “I love the way you give yourself to us and let us take control of you. You deserve to be fucked like this in any way you want. It’s our gift to you.”
“I love it.” My voice trembled.
“Yeah, you do.” Harris sounded proud of me.
I wriggled my body, and Tate groaned against my ear. The sound sent tremors of desire down my spine, and I came.
“You can do better than that.” Tate rubbed the bundle of nerves at the apex of my thighs. He groaned through gritted teeth as my body gripped him tight. Then I came hard. I came so hard I thought I’d pass out. My body jumped about with the power of my release, but no matter what, Tate held me to him and continued to fuck me until he was letting go within me. His teeth grazed my shoulder blade. “There’s nothing like being inside you, Lou.”
“Darn right. Now it’s my turn. You think you can handle me after that, princess?”