Page 49 of Brutal Lies


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The moment Jace utters those words I know he means more than that, I know he wants to fuck her with us, and the thought sends a fire of power through my bloodstream and a torrent of desperation to my cock.

I’ve been avoiding touching my cock while this all plays out in front of me, but now I stroke over the fabric of my boxers to ease the dull ache. I glance down at myself, the head of my cock pokes through the waistband, leaving a pool of precum on my abs, and I want to punish her for it, punish them all for it.

Jumping to my feet, I ignore their watchful eyes and remain focused on the control they’ve given me. I push my boxers to the floor and step out of them, giving my cock a quick jerk, hoping it takes the edge of need from it, but it doesn’t.

Nothing will. Not until I have them.

“Jace, lie down on the bed.” My voice is guttural, it’s on edge, just how I feel.

They all move quickly. Jace lies with his head on the pillow, and his heavy eyes meet mine as if waiting instruction, and myballs draw up at the thought. He slowly works his hand up and down his shaft, opening his legs for Tia to slide between them.

I step toward the bed where Tia remains crouched, then I drape her long blonde hair over her shoulder and place a delicate kiss to the top of her neck, breathing in her coconut scent. “I want you to stretch your pussy hole using Jace’s thick cock, can you do that for me?” I rasp. The air around us is thick with need, and my heart races with excitement for what I have planned for us.

“Yes,” she exhales on a heady pant, and my lip twitches in response.

“Good girl,” I murmur, and pull on my cock as she straddles Jace. His focus is locked on hers, and I know the moment he slides inside her, because the muscles in his shoulders stretch and his jaw twitches as if trying to exert some form of control over himself.

He really shouldn’t, not when all the control is in my hands now.

“You’re all mine to control, mine to possess,” I grit out while staring at him with narrowed eyes.Does he really need reminding so soon?

I snap my eyes up to Cole, and his meet mine, like magnets. Always so in tune with my being. His broad, muscular shoulders are tense, and his cock stands tall, the barbell at the tip taunting as it glistens with his precum. “Separate her ass cheeks for me.”

He licks his lips, and he swallows slowly, then he climbs on the edge of the bed between Jace’s legs and pulls Tia’s ass cheeks apart, exposing her stretched pussy. Jace’s cock is pushed inside her to the hilt, and they both remain still, waiting for my instruction.

I lean over, and he pulls her cheeks harder, the grip on them bruising, then I bend down with my focus on Cole, our gazes locked with one another’s, and I spit on the crack of her ass.He gasps, and being so close to him, I can feel his sharp intake of breath, and I revel in the way his pupils dilate when I repeat the action and my saliva coats his fingers too. My abs become stickier with the intoxicating need to have them, and as I pull back, he releases a breath of air, as though disappointed I’m moving away from him. The thought thrills me.

“You’re going to fuck her ass,” I tell him with certainty. “You’re going to stretch that little ass wide for me.”

His head bobs, and he clears his throat. “Okay.”

“Hard,” I add, my eyes drilling holes into him with the intensity of my stare.

He slides his cock up and down the crack of her ass, coating his piercing with my spittle, then he swirls the tip around her puckered hole. He pulls back, then lines the tip of his cock up.

“Hard, Cole!” I bite out, annoyed at the time he’s wasting when I need her to feel this, feel us.

Tia lets out a sharp scream and falls forward onto Jace. She braces herself on her forearms on either side of his head. His eyes roll and his lips part, then he grips her chin and slams his mouth against hers, swallowing her whimper.

His hips rise as Cole withdraws and thrusts back inside. Again and again, I fist my cock at the motion of them filling her.

I watch on in rapture at the way Cole’s impeccably chiseled body thrusts back and forth inside her, stretching her wide, like I asked.

“Mm,” she moans.

“That’s it, little girl. Let my brothers stretch you, like a good little whore.” My fist works faster and faster as I tighten my grip on my cock, imagining I’m the one stretching her and the one feeling them too.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” Jace groans. Each of his tattoos glisten with perspiration as his hips power up into Tia while shemoves her hands onto his shoulders for support. Her fingernails dig into his skin, making him hiss in response.

I squeeze the head of my cock; it’s angry, purple, and leaking precum all over my fingers, leaving them a sticky mess. “Give him your milk, Tia. Feed my brother your milk,” I encourage through a guttural groan.

Her mouth falls open. “Oh, shit!”

Then she does as I ask. Lifting her heavy tit to his waiting mouth, he leans forward to help her, and a strangled choke lodges in my throat at the sight of them.

“Fuck, Tia. Such an obedient girl for Daddy. Feeding my brother like a good girl.”

“Yes. Yes.” Her body coils tight, and I lunge forward, gripping her hair between my fingers and yanking her head to face me.

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