He kisses her shins. Gives her the worshipping she deserves.
She looks at me with compassion in her eyes.
And grabs my shaft again. Harder. Letting the tips of her nails dig in.
I gasp from the eye-popping pleasure.
Leander tosses her legs open. Grips her inner thighs and dips his head between them. And begins breakfast feasting.
He’s a noisy eater.
It makes Hope get noisy too.
Breathy moans fill the air. Huffing. Her grip stays firm on me and she drags her hand up and down. Her nails aren’t digging in as she holds me, but when she roughly pulls down, she makes sure to slap my balls.
And then her angel’s mouth says, “Milo, honey, fuck my face. I’ll use my teeth, I promise.”
My hips thrust forward at the words.
But I will not refuse what the heavens offer.
Leander yanks her down the bed by her thighs to make room for me.
Janus helps steady me as I crawl up and position myself to get me perched with my knees over her shoulders.
Cock in her face.
“I’m going to fuck her tits while you fuck her mouth, brother,” Janus whispers in my ear. “I know how much you like that. Leander will take her sweet pussy.” He claps me on the back. “It’s so good to have you home. All of us together again. One family.”
Hope smiles big.
And then opens her mouth wide. But unlike she usually does with my brothers, she doesn’t cover her teeth with her lips.
I stick my cock in slow.
Pleasure-pain, in my brain.
Squirrels dance up my spine. My toes twitch and my stomach tenses at how fucking good, how fucking great—
“More,” I gasp out. “Scrape your teeth along—” I shove in—
She scrapes her teeth.
My cock. So much feeling. So much sensation.
Behind my back, I hear Janus spit on his cock and spare a glance over my shoulder as he wraps her huge tits around his girth. At the same time Leander positions himself and sinks inside her cunt.
Three brothers.
United again.
At last.
I breathe out with such relief and… fuck, is this joy?
Hope closes her whole mouth around the bulbous head of my cock. Her teeth play along my ridge.
Oh fuck. I grab the headboard.
I won’t last long. It’s been too long without heaven.
“Grab my balls. Yank my balls. Hard. Harder than you think.”
Hope’s little hand comes up between us. I lift my left leg so she can get at my balls. Like a dog. I’m a dog and she’s my trainer.
Train me. Discipline me.
Break me.
Remake me.
Then fucking break me again, honey.
She yanks my balls. Her teeth press and release, press and release against the ridge and scrape up my bulbous head. At the same time her wicked tongue licks my little slit.
Pleasure-pain, take my insane.
“Yank,” I cry as soon as I feel her fingers finally making contact with my ball sack.
She pulls.
“I said yank, goddammit!” Tears are in my eyes. I’ve never felt anything so good. I need the pain to counter. I need the pain to shave and sting and drive me out of madness back to—
She yanks. Hard.
My ruthless angel.
She digs her nails in.
She presses down with her teeth.
She licks with her little tongue.
She sucks with her vacuum mouth.
I scream and wail like the hour I was born. Till I can’t breathe.
And then I come and come and come.
She swallows me whole.
And when I open my eyes, still huffing for breath… we’re all still here.
Not a dream.
And if it’s heaven, I’m glad it’s forever. Because I’ll never leave again.
Chapter 34
HOPE
We ask the sitter to keep the kids another night.
And as the guys and I wake after our early morning session, I’m so glad. Of course I want Milo to get to know the sweet babies. Now that they’re toddlers, they’re so adorable and curious.
But I’m selfish. And I want to give him a little more time to reacclimate to just us before throwing two little bundles of chaos into the mix. But I remember how good he was with them, so mostly it’s selfishness.
Just feeling his too-bony body beside me washes me with both relief and the release of two years of constant anxiety I didn’t even realize I’d been carrying in my body. Because now I feel so… loose.
I mean, I was just well-fucked. But… I bit my lip.
Sex with the twins the last couple years had never been as joyous as when we’d had Milo with us. His absence cast a pallor over everything. The shadow of absence. A missing puzzle piece that kept us from being complete.
But now that he’s home…
Suddenly my libido feels like it hasn’t since… well, since I was hugely pregnant. I used to tell myself that time had been all about the pregnancy hormones.
But as lust sweeps me from head to my tingling toes, I realized the truth.
Milo shifts in bed beside me. I put my hand on his shoulder and start massaging it. His muscles immediately tense under my touch. And then relax. But even relaxed, I can feel knots there.