Page 70 of My Brother's Teammates

He pushes into her with a feral groan that vibrates through my balls. “That’s it, Charlotte. Just relax.”

He stills, giving her time to adjust to his size. He pushes forward slightly and stills again. Charlie cries out, her hands gripping Jace’s.

This is my art, my masterpiece, and I grip myself tighter, pumping my dick faster.

Roman is fully seated inside Charlotte, and the strain on his face is a sight to behold. He’s close, so close—to coming, to losing control, to fucking Charlie so beautifully brutally she’ll feel him inside her for weeks.

She cries out again. She moans. She leans back into him and forces him to fuck her faster.

Oh, God.

This is so fucking hot.

Jace is thrusting into Charlie’s mouth, his hands tightening in her hair. Roman’s grunting, his hips pistoning against her ass.

I increase my pace, fucking my hand so hard, so fast, I can’t get enough. I can’t see enough. If I could watch this on repeat for the rest of my life, I’d die happy.

Electricity zips down my spine. My legs tremble as Charlie’s entire body convulses. Her orgasm tears through her, and Jace lets out a string of expletives, exploding in her mouth. Roman comes seconds later, buried so deep in that luscious ass of hers.

“Roll over, Charlotte.” My jaw is clenched so hard I’m not sure she’s heard me until she sighs and flops to her back several seconds later.

I climb on the bed, kneeling next to her, pumping my dick frantically. Charlie lets out another sigh, her legs falling open. Her pussy is swollen, used. So fucking tempting. But then she opens her mouth, her tongue darting out to lick Jace’s cum from her lips. My balls tighten, my legs threaten to give out, and I can’t hold back, I can’t stop myself.

Ropes of my cum paint across her tits, claiming her as mine. Ours.

With a heaving breath, I collapse next to her and Jace on the bed as Roman disappears into my bathroom. I glance over at Charlie as she runs a finger through my mess and licks it from her finger with a light hum.

“Fuck, Red, you’re going to kill me,” I grunt, throwing an arm over my eyes.

“Maybe then you’ll be less bossy.” Jace’s response has me smiling, and maybe giving him the finger.

Didn’t hear him complaining when I suggested Charlie suck his dick.

Roman comes back in, tossing a warm, wet cloth on my stomach and sits in the bed next to Charlie. He rubs his cloth between her legs, whispering something in her ear that has her curling around him.

I clean myself off and offer my towel to Jace, who pushes past me with a roll of his eyes. “Maybe next time you’ll follow directions.”

TWENTY-SIX

Charlotte

I’ve had three of my brother’s best friends’ dicks inside me.

Not one, not two, but three.

And one of them was fully kitted out with hardware I’ve never even seen before, let alone had inside my body.

Shit.

I should have just gone to Prague with Meghan. It’s the first thought that hits me when I wake up. Or second, I guess, since, y’know… all the dicks being in my body was obviously the first thing on my mind when my eyes flutter open in Mateo's bed.

It feels like it’s been a long time coming, but not even two weeks after they found me ass-in-the-air over my luggage, we all crossed a line—repeatedly.

A line that can’t be backed up over.

Yup. There’s no taking back what we did last night.

Do I want to?

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