Page 48 of Brutal Lies


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Jace’s tattoos make him look deadlier than I know him to be but also know he can be. As much as I love Jace, I have to admit I love it when feral Rage comes out to play. Lucas wears only hisblack boxers, his cock already at half-mast, as if he knows I want to fuck them before I even know.

I feel tiny beside Cole’s thick, muscular body, and wetness pools in my sleep shorts. I spit out the froth, relishing the flare in Lucas’s eyes when I spit into the sink, and rinse my mouth with mouthwash. He definitely wants to play.

I turn on the balls of my feet and each of them watches me as if predators waiting to devour their prey.

“Are you wet?” Cole asks first, knowing I’ve been insatiable since finding out I’m pregnant.

“Are you going to stand there all night teasing us, or are you going to get your ass on the bed?” Jace grits out, and it’s only now that I take in the fact that he’s lowered his boxers to the floor and standing naked. His thick cock is hard, standing tall with expectation. I bite into my lip as I contemplate my next move.

“You’re going to have to catch me first!” I declare. Springing into action, I dart past them and slam the bathroom door shut before tugging my camisole over my head and dropping it to the floor. Before I even have chance to drop my shorts, Cole is swooping me into his arms, then throwing us both on the bed. He cradles me as we fall, and his huge cocky smile sends butterflies fluttering in my stomach. Forgotten is the sickness, now all I want is them.

He grinds his cock into me, and I melt beneath his touch and tender words. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful, beauty.” Love emanates from him, the touch of his lips against my neck causes a flurry of goose bumps to riot over my bare skin.

“Please.” I beg when his fingers dig into my chin to hold my head in place while his lips ghost over mine, and I arch my back into him as encouragement.

“Fuck yes. She wants to be fucked like our whore, don’t you, beauty?”

I’m unable to function, especially when Cole slips his fingers into my shorts, and his fingers stroke over my aching clit. “She’s drenched,” he confirms before releasing my head to slide down the bed. I open my legs to accommodate him, and he pulls my shorts from off my hips, while pressing kisses down my inner thighs, then he tugs them off my feet and throws them to the floor.

I turn my head to Lucas stroking his solid cock slowly, up and down, up and down, and my mouth waters to taste the precum pooling at the tip glistening in the light, and when Cole’s tongue swipes up my slit, I cry out in desperation. I need them to fill me, I need to feel them stretch and use me, I need to feel their devotion.

Lucas’s pupils flare under my gaze. “Daddy’s going to make you a mess, little girl.”

Arousal slips from me, and Cole uses it to push his thick fingers inside me. “Lick that little ass too, Cole. Get her nice and ready for me.”

Cole groans deep in the back of his throat, it’s full of the same need I feel, a sound that reverberates through my body, fueling my desire.

“Oh, shit!” I throw my head back as he pumps his fingers inside me while licking around my puckered hole. He swipes his tongue up and down, making me squirm with his attention.

“Jace...” I beg, for what, I’m not sure, but I just need to feel them, all of them.

“You want my cock, Thalia?” He holds it out to the side of my face, and my tongue darts out to taste him. “Kiss it. Lick the tip and tell me how much you want it.” The tip glistens, and I watch in rapture as a string of precum slides down his shaft.

“Please...” I swipe my tongue out over my lip.

He groans, deep in his throat. “Mm. Please what?”

“Please, let me taste you.”

Then he leans over, holding his steel cock, and brings it to my lips.

Lucas’s heavy breaths fill the room. “Kiss my brother’s cock, little girl, don’t suck. Be a good girl and do as Daddy tells you.”

“Oh god,” I pant wantonly.

Then I pucker my lips while Jace brings the tip forward for me to taste. He paints my lips in his precum, releasing a low hiss at the contact.

“Good girl.” He breathes heavily. Every cord on his body protrudes as if he’s holding himself back. Then his eyes dart toward Lucas, so quickly I startle at the intensity behind them. “I want to fuck her.” His stare remains locked on Lucas, and it dawns on me for the first time ever, Jace is seeking permission, he’s giving over the control he fights so hard to maintain in our relationship.

Cole’s fingers have slowed, and he watches Lucas with a gleam of excitement in his eyes, the same excitement I feel, I’m sure, and as I involuntarily clench around his fingers, his cock jumps, confirming my suspicions. He wants this as much as me; he wants Lucas to control us.

All of us.

Chapter

Thirty-Three

LUCAS

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