Page 16 of Embracing the Consequences

“Fuck yesssss.” Derrick groaned, ignoring his boots and stomping toward Kara.

“Derrick!” she snapped, her eyes wide and exasperated. “You’re tracking mud everywhere!”

Devil didn’t give a damn. He shot her a wicked grin before he launched himself at her.

She squealed in protest as he lifted her off the couch. He went to throw her over his shoulder and then realized last minute how fucking bad that would be. “Derrick!” she protested as he carried her bridal style toward the stairs. “Don’t shake me so much! I don’t want to be sick!”

Johnny laughed and shook his head at his brother’s antics as the two of them disappeared up the stairs.

“Fucking finally.” Kevin grinned. He stood from taking off his boots and made quick work of putting them in the small mudroom next to the back door.

“If dumbass doesn’t give her motion sickness on the way upstairs.” Johnny laughed. He followed Kevin’s lead and put his own boots away before they headed up—following the trail of dried, crusted dirt—to join in the fun.

Kara’s protests of “fucking mud all over my white carpet” were cut off midsentence, and a loud moan followed shortly after.

“Looks like he’s starting quick.” Kevin chuckled as he led the way to the master bedroom.

The scene they walked in on was right out of a porno. Kara lay on her back, skirt bunched around her hips, garter belt holding up her stockings and no panties in sight. Devil was face-first in her glorious pussy, already putting his mouth to work. Her fingers were tangled in his thick mane, her back arched and her breasts thrust forward. Her other hand was thrown over her head, and her eyes were squeezed shut. She was already panting from Devil’s tongue.

She looked fucking fantastic.

Johnny knew he was dirty from work, though. He desperately needed a shower. He would have to clean up before he stuck his fingers, or his dick, inside their girl. Especially now that she was pregnant, they needed to make sure everything stayed clean down there.

Kevin had the same idea and headed for the shared master bathroom.

The new Alaskan king bed had been delivered the day before, cementing his brothers’ move into the master suite. Johnny couldn’t even be mad. It made their girl extremely happy to have all of them close, and he wouldn’t complain about the extrasleeping space in the massive bed now taking up half the room like it had been meant to be there all along.

Johnny moved closer to Kara on the bed. She moaned louder as Devil really ate her cunt. Johnny smirked and slid his slightly dirty hands under her dress, groping her sensitive breasts.

She groaned and arched into his hands.

His thumbs slid across her nipples, making her moan. “There’s a good girl.” Johnny smirked and pinched her nipples. “Devil’s eating that cunt right, huh babe?”

A breathy moan left her lips, and she gasped again.

“You going to be a good girl and come for us?” Johnny questioned again. He heard the shower start in the bathroom and wanted to move Kara’s orgasm along so they could see her come before he took his shower.

He pinched her nipples roughly, and she whimpered as her back arched further off the bed. “Come for me, pretty girl,” he ordered, his voice rough as he watched her face contort in pain before her mouth dropped open and she moaned loudly, her body shuddering.

Derrick held her in place and lapped and licked her through it.

“Fuck,” she mumbled, her fingers tightening in his hair. “No more,” she muttered, pulling at Derrick’s hair.

He laughed darkly against her skin and shook his head against her pussy. “Never.” He chuckled against her cunt.

Johnny smirked and tugged at her nipples. She arched again.

Kevin walked out of the bathroom completely naked and climbed on the bed with a smirk. “Go shower,” he told them, then he dragged Kara up the mattress and away from Derrick’s mouth.

“It’s been too long since I’ve had this pussy.” Kevin groaned and claimed her mouth.

Johnny left him to it and flew through the fastest shower of his life. The water had barely warmed up as Johnny attackedhimself with a loofah. He made sure to scrub everything, though, not missing a spot. He wanted to be extra clean for his girl. The last couple of weeks had been rough for them, and he missed her too much to fuck this up.

When he was finally clean, he toweled off quickly and headed back into the bedroom. He smirked when he saw he’d beaten Derrick back. He must have gone to his bedroom to use his shower and save time.

Kevin was balls deep in their girl. He was on her, straight missionary, rocking into her slowly. She had her fingers laced in the hair at the nape of his neck and moaned softly.

“That’s it, pet,” Kevin said, his voice soft.

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