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Her nostrils flare. “Don’t you fucking dare.”
He grins at her and kisses her ear, the only part of her he can easily reach, and then he raises his hips and slides the rest of the way in.
Cara lets out a wail and arches her back. Balls-to-balls with my brother, our girl screamingand filled to the fucking brim with our dicks, I can’t hold it back any longer.
“I can’t—” I manage to say, but then the words are lost as I spill into her, and all over him inside of her, until my vision goes black.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Rich
“Oh my God,” Caramoans. She says it over and over. Both of us feel the heat of him filling her up.
When he comes back to us, when he opens his hazy eyes, I start to move.
“No,” he pants. “Give me a minute. I need to pull out.”
I shake my head. “No,” I say.
Post-orgasm torture, Dane. Remember?
He looks like he wants to punch me in the face, but I can’t get enough of this. I canneverhaveenough of this feeling. Cara is stretched to her breaking point, her entire body is shaking with tension and adrenaline. Dane has hit his limit and I’m pushing him way over the edge, and I am living for it.
“Rich, this is too much, I…”
“Shut up,” I say, staring him down. “This is what you get. For leaving me. This is how you make it up to me.”
He makes an unintelligible noise and my chest grows ten sizes bigger. This is what I needed from him.
Cara isn’t speaking English anymore. She’s stringing words together that sound vaguely like ‘fuck’ and ‘come’.
“Are you going to come for us baby?” I say in her ear.
She doesn’t answer, but her body does.
I’mshookby the force of her pussy as her body bears down on our cocks. I watch her abdomen contract, her entire core shuddering with the force of her orgasm.
Dane looks just as shook, watches her with fascination as even her neck muscles tense to snapping-point. She opens her mouth and yells while she bears down. I ride it out, slow and steady,while Dane stands still with his mouth open and a pained look in his eye.
When her pussy finally stops clenching, she drops into me like dead weight, her head falling to the side.
“Pull out please,” she begs, her voice small. “Please pull out.”
We both withdraw immediately, and I lean forward to watch Dane’s glistening cock glide out of her.
“Fuck,” she cries, and I watch in amazement as clear fluid comes pouring out of her cunt and soaks the velvet fabric.
“Holy shit,” Dane mutters. His cock is still semi-hard and coated in their cum, and I’ve never wanted to taste something so badly, but I know what I need. And I’m not afraid to ask for it.
I ease Cara off of me and stand up, murmuring in her ear about how good she takes us, how beautiful she looks stretched wide open around our dicks. She doesn’t answer—can’t answer—and I smile warmly down at her.
Ours.
“Dane,” I say.
He blinks, andhas the forethought to look nervous.Yeah, you should be nervous brother. I’m going to fucking ruin you.
I’m surprised when he steps back.
