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I crawl inside, the cool night air filling the space, and pull off my flannel, bra and jeans. Now clad in only a tanktop and my panties, I unzip my sleeping bag and use it as a regular blanket since the guys brought a sleeping roll for me. As I lie there, listening to the sounds of the great outdoors settling down for the night, I can’t help but think about how much has changed in such a short time. The Wild Thorn Ranch has become my sanctuary, a place where I feel truly alive

The tent rustles, and I hear the twins’ familiar voices as they enter. I look up to see them shedding their boots and jeans before sliding under the sleeping bag on either side of me. The warmth of their bodies creates a comforting contrast to the cool air.

After a few moments, Wyatt breaks the silence. “You were a good girl again today, Hellcat. I want to see you ride me.”

I blink, surprised. “Here?” The thought of being so close to everyone else is startling. “You want to do this here, with your whole family so close?”

“Yes, here.” Wyatt’s voice is low. “Saddle up, Hellcat. Watching you today has been torture.”

A shiver runs down my spine as I process his words.

He pushes his boxer briefs down and his large hard cock springs free already glistening with sweat.

Fuck it. When will I ever get this chance again? Never.

I shimmy my panties down my legs and roll over, throwing my legs over him so that I'm straddling him.

"God you're sexy," he grunts, reaching up to grab my face in his hands, bringing me down to kiss him. I whimper against his lips as his tongue swipes in over mine. The kiss is a hot frenzy causing my belly to ache and my pussy to drip for him.

Needing him inside me, I reach down, grab his length and position it at my entrance, sinking down on him ever so slowly. When he's as deep as he can possibly go I roll my hips like I wasearlier on Daisy and watch as his eyes roll up into the back of his head.

I ride him back and forth, side to side and even roll my hips in a circle changing pace and driving him wild as I fuck him.

I look over and see Weston leaning back on an elbow, the other hand stroking his cock as he watches me fuck his twin.

These two really do just love sharing a woman and I have to admit I’m liking being shared by them.

Wyatt’s hands find my hips but he doesn’t direct me just sets them there, a smile on his face as he watches me take charge.

Weston must finally decide he's had enough watching since he's been quiet this whole time so far. Suddenly, his lips are on mine in a hard and devouring kiss.

"Watching you ride my brother is hot as hell," he whispers against my lips as his fingers start to make slow circles on my clit.

"Tell me, Red, has anyone ever been in this juicy ass?"

"No," I murmur.

"Can I be the first?"

My heart starts to race because do I want that? Do I want to give him...them another first of mine? It's not something I've ever really thought about because Greg would never. But I find myself nodding my head.

"I'll be gentle, baby." He licks his lips as he slides behind me. He presses me down so that I'm flat against his twin.

"Kiss me, Hellcat," Wyatt instructs and I do. Our tongues tangle together, a dance of intimacy and need. Each movement is intentional and wild. Our breaths mingle, becoming ragged and uneven as the kiss deepens. His lips press insistently, demanding more, and I respond with equal fervor, my own tongue brushing against his.

The taste of him is intoxicating, a mix of something earthy and primal.

Weston runs his fingers over my most intimate area. I moan as he applies pressure, not knowing it could feel like this.So good. So exhilarating.

He reaches around where his brother is seated inside of me and slides his fingers through my folds, gathering my juices and slowly inserts two fingers inside of me.

I wince and a mewl escapes.

"Shh, Hellcat. Just breathe and relax. It's gonna feel so good."

I do as Wyatt says and he's right, Weston’s fingers are slowly pumping in and out of my hole and it's driving me closer to the edge without even moving on Wyatt's cock.

"Okay, Red," Weston mumbles. "You ready?"