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Kissing her forehead, I lift from the bed, holding out my hand to her. When she takes it, I lead her to her dining room table, showing her everything she thought of. “Oh my God! It’s perfect!” Brianna throws her arms around me, then quickly lets me go to run to the table.
She starts with the shrimp, peeling a few but not eating them. “What are you doing?” With a snap of my fingers, all the shrimp are peeled. Brianna’s eyes lift to mine, disappointment in her gaze. “What?”
Grabbing a plate, she loads six shrimp, two potatoes, and a spoonful of pink sauce onto it. “Here, sweet boy.” With Rellick settled she starts to dig into the feast and all I can do it watch. She cracks, snaps, and crushes different species, pulling out the meat to dip is both the pink sauce and butter. “The peeling is half the fun.”
“What’s the pink?” I sit across from her, watching her take bite after bite, feeding herself. And me.
“Crawfish dip the way my grandmother used to make it. Equal parts ketchup and mayonnaise. Add in some minced garlic, creole seasoning, and hot sauce to taste. Best dip in the entire world. I dip everything in it. The butter adds to the sweet meats while the dip just adds the extra flavor to what’s not as covered in the boil.” A pile of shells sits in front of her. “Grab me a trash can so I can dump this, please.” I snap my fingers, getting rid of what she wants. “Well, that’s handy.” She goes in for more food, eating a couple of potatoes and slurping the oysters.
Brianna seems to eat in order. She started with the shrimp, then two blue point crabs, and two clusters of snow crab. Four King crab legs. Two of the potatoes. The oysters, mushrooms, sausage. Two more potatoes. The two halves of a lobster tail. She’s starting to run out of steam and yet she doesn’t stop. After every bite, she licks her lips, missing the juices dripping down her chin. I get rid of the excess when she asks me to.
She’s gorgeous. I have never been more in love than I am right now.
Brianna ate half the table in the same amount of time it took Rellick to eat his plate. He announces he’s done, and Brianna pauses in her feast to tend to him. “Are you done, Honey?”
“Absolutely not. Don’t touch my fucking crawfish!” she yells from inside the bathroom. The only things left are a couple more crab clusters, some potatoes, and mini lobsters. I’m assuming that’s the crawfish.
With Rellick in the tub, she comes back to the table, starting on the clusters. “You are gorgeous when you eat.” My arms are crossed on the table while I watch her in fascination. Every bite she takes fuels my power. And my libido. My cock is incredibly hard right now.
A faint blush floods her cheeks. My eyes stay glued to her mouth. Fucking seductive. The only thing left on the table are the crawfish. She twists the tail off one and lifts the head to her lips, sucking the juice out. I don’t even try to stop the groan from crawling its way up my throat.
She pauses, her lips still around the body of the small crustacean. Her eyes rake along my face, clearly seeing the torment I’m in while watching her eat. Eyes alight with mischief, she sucks harder. She drops the shell to the table and raises the tail, pulling the meat out with her teeth. I’m so fucking done for this human. Every swallow of her throat just makes me hungrier for her.
Brianna licks her lips before standing. “Can you please peel the meat while I get Rellick ready for bed? I’m hungry for something else now.” She turns and heads for the restroom, her body still in that gorgeous green dress. Yeah… I’m ripping that off her.
Using my magic, I peel all the crawfish tails, put them in a bowl and into the fridge, cleaning up the table behind me. I save the remaining dips and sides as well. “Come on, sweet boy. It’s time to go to sleep.” I watch from Rellick’s bedroom door as she puts him in underwear and pajama pants, kissing his forehead good night, and tucks him in. Taking a step back, I watch her close the door softly before turning and jumping into my arms, attacking my mouth with hers.
I carry her into her bedroom and place her on her feet in front of me. I rip the green dress off her, letting the two halves puddle at her feet. “It’s my turn to eat.” She lands with a soft thud on the bed after I toss her. Her legs widen at the landing, showing me her damp center. Smells just like fucking honey. I climb over her, kissing the corner of her mouth and slowly working my way down. Her collarbone, over her nipples, down her stomach, until I’m hovering over her wet pussy. I rub a finger against the wetness of her underwear, and she moans, throwing her head back. “You’re soaked for me.” I slip a finger under the damp fabric, then rip it off her.
The scent of her pussy is too tempting to ignore. I inhale deeply, then slowly swipe my tongue along her opening. So damn good! I lick, suck, and even bite, fucking her with my thick tongue. I could feed off this pussy for hours, days, months, forever.
Her hands find their way to my dreads, locking against my scalp. “Oh my God! Don’t stop! So close!” Her encouragement tastes just as good as her juices. I keep up my pace and ferocity, not changing now that I know it’s getting her where she needs to be. I shove two of my fingers inside her, moving my tongue to focus on her clit. Her hands leave my head and grab the pillow under her. She covers her face as she screams her release.
I don’t stop. I eat her through the orgasm and after. Swallowing all her juices and begging for more. “Fuckkkkkk,” she moans. I continue to fuck her with my fingers as I wrap my teeth around her sensitive little clit and bite down. “Dammit!” she yells into the pillow.
Still, I don’t stop. I need more.
More of her juices, more of her taste, more of her in general.
“Stop! Please! It’s too much!” My fingers stop but my tongue only slows. I’m not done with her, and she can take more. “Come in me, Sweetie.” Her voice is an aphrodisiac. “I want you to come in me as you come with me.” I lift up, wasting no time in unbuttoning my pants and pushing myself inside her. Normally it would be a tight fit but she’s so wet from her own arousal and my saliva that I’m able to slip in with ease.
I pump slowly, gaining speed with each thrust. “Do you want to be mine?” I ask when I feel her pussy walls starting to flutter against me. Her moans grow louder but she doesn’t answer my question. I abruptly stop all movement. “Answer me, Brianna. Do you want to be mine?”
“Yes! Yes, I want to be yours!” I start to move again, my hips thrusting hard against her thighs. Her hand wraps around my wrist and her nails dig into my skin. “And I want you to be mine.”
Yeah, I’ll take that as consent for binding. “Only yours,” I tell her as I place the palm of my hand against the inside of her right thigh. Just before her climax hits, I push my power into my palm, placing my brand on her. The prick of pain sends her over the edge.
Bree’s vise like grip around my cock finishes me off. I rock against her until all of my cum is in her. Slowly, I pull out and press a kiss to the top of her mound, her left thigh, then over my brand on her right.
She is now part of my family. I couldn’t ask for a better woman. Or a better son. Brianna may also belong to my brother, but I know that I’ll always be hers.
And she can’t get rid of me now.
13. Bree
I can’t move.
My stomach is full, and my body is completely sated. Gluttony pulls out of me, using his fingers to wipe up the mess. “Just grab a rag,” I tell him.
