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“That’s it, stepsis, come all over your brother’s dick,” Thorn purrs from behind me, and I shatter completely, soaking Chase’s lap and my upper thighs as I squirt all over him, pleasure rendering me incapable of thought. “Good fucking girl.”
I fall down onto Chase’s sweat-slicked chest, panting, the pleasure making me turn to liquid. A deep moan falls from my lips as I feel another dick push in alongside Chase’s.
“Shhh, baby. You can take us both,” Chase rumbles in my ear, and I dig my nails into his pecs, breathing hard as Thorn thrusts inside me until he’s fully seated. “Fuck, bro, those piercings.”
Thorn chuckles, and I hiss because it made him jerk inside me. “Hear that, stepsis. You’re not the only kinky one here. Chase likes the feel of his brother’s dick piercings.”
Good. Fucking. Lord.
Both men moan deeply as I clench around them, Thorn’s words doing something to me that is so fucking wrong, but I’m here for it.
“Fuck, Star,” Chase snarls, his fingers digging into my skin as he moves his hips, thrusting in and out of me from underneath. “Gonna come so deep in this pussy.”
“Let’s fill her up, bro,” Thorn states behind me, also thrusting his hips until I’m lost to the rhythm they set, the pleasure they are forcing upon me. “And then Blade can have his turn until our cum drips down her gorgeous fucking thighs.”
Thorn’s hand claps over my mouth just as I scream, the visual sending me crashing into another mind-blowing orgasm, my body tensing between them as stars are formed inside me. My inner walls grip them so tightly, it forces their own climaxes. They both come at the same time with matching grunts of pleasure, stilling deep inside me and filling me up, just like they promised.
We’re a hot, panting mess, Thorn just managing to roll off and out of me with a wet sound before he falls to the bed next to Chase and I. His chest heaves, and I’m just blinking my eyes open when the bed dips behind me.
I whimper as Blade’s massive dick thrusts inside me, Chase still semi-hard and grunting as his brother takes Thorn’s space.
“Shhh, baby. Just take it like the good little sister you are,” Blade commands, thrusting powerfully in and out of my body,giving me no recovery time before pushing me towards another climax.
“Fuck,” Chase hisses through clenched teeth, his hips moving again, and I’m soon sobbing between them, the pleasure too much.
“I can’t,” I beg, tears running down my face because this feels like a mixture of heaven and hell.
“Sure you can, Goldie,” Thorn encourages, and I look over to find him on his side, his hand moving between Chase and I, his fingers landing on my clit. I cry out as he starts to rub it, adding another stimulation that is almost painful. “You can come for your brothers one more time.”
The world ceases to exist, my baldness forgotten as they force another orgasm from my wrung-out body, and I fucking love it. I love that they don’t stop because they’re worried I’m too fragile, or that I can’t take it. They don’t treat me like I’m broken, or about to break. They treat me like I’m a goddess who needs to be worshipped with lips, tongues, and dicks, and even when I beg them to stop, that I can’t take any more, they force me to do as they bid.
A strangled cry falls from my lips as my orgasm steals my vision, exploding behind my eyes as pleasure blinds me. My body is no longer on this earth, instead, I am a being made of starlight, and all I can do is ride the wave of euphoria as it engulfs me.
It might have been hours or minutes before I’m back in my body again, in Chase’s arms, Blade cleaning between my legs with a soft damp cloth and Thorn smiling at me as he strokes my trembling arm.
“Always so fucking beautiful,” he tells me, dipping down to kiss my lips. “Always so fucking ours.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
“ELEPHANT - LIVE AT ST PANCRAS OLD CHURCH” BY FREYA RIDINGS
LUNA
The next morning, I make my way down for breakfast, a colorful silk scarf wrapped around my head. Thorn presented me with several, mostly Hermès’ scarves, and to say I was touched by the gesture was an understatement. He knew that although I was trying to be brave about it, it still bothered me walking around with no hair, so he solved the problem in the way only Thorn can, aka spoiling me.
I can hear the clink of cutlery and low murmur of voices from the dining room as I make my way there. The triplets already headed down, leaving me to get ready. My heart flutters inside my chest, knowing that my mom and Richard are in there too. I’ve not had to face either of them too much, but I can’t help feeling Richard is cross with me about something, and I wonder if it’s the fact the triplets are spending so much time with me. Or perhaps it’s because they had doubts about one of mymedications, one that his company is trialing, and that pissed him off.
Conversation halts as I enter, sending my pulse rocketing. The triplets all give me grins, though they look a little forced, and there’s definitely a tense atmosphere that’s making my muscles bounce up a little.
“Luna love, I adore that scarf. The colors suit you so well,” Mom gushes as she rises from her seat on the left of Richard’s. She comes up to me, drawing me into a hug, and for a moment, I’m a ten-year-old again, having to face this all for the first time with only her at my side. I sink into her embrace, and she breathes out a sigh. “Come, let’s get you something to eat.”
Giving me one final squeeze, she takes my hand and leads me to the table, next to her empty seat with Thorn on my other side.
“Morning, stepsis,” he says, his green eyes twinkling when my cheeks flush as I sit down. He whispered that into my ear as he slid inside me this morning, waking me up with a sleepy orgasm.
“Good morning,” I greet back, his grin widening, and I would whack him but I fear that would look suspicious, so I keep my hands in my lap as Blade pushes an already full plate towards me from his place across the table.
A staff member places what I know is a protein shake in front of me as well as another teacup, and Thorn pours me some of the cherry blossom green tea that we both like.
