A moan escapes her lips—unbidden, uncontrolled.
“See that?” I ask Cyrus, meeting his eyes over her exposed body. “Listen to what she says, then watch what she does. Such a contradiction.”
I press my thumb against her asshole, applying steady pressure while maintaining eye contact with her in the mirror. “Your mouth says no, but your body’s begging for it.”
I move to the side, admiring the view of Keira’s bound form. Her body trembles—from exhaustion or anticipation, it hardly matters. What matters is how she’s spread before us, open and used, my cum leaking from her cunt.
Cyrus drops to his knees and buries his face between her thighs. The sound he makes isn’t human—a deep, primal growl vibrating against her flesh as his tongue laps at the mixture of her arousal and my release.
“Fuck,” I mutter, my cock already hardening again despite just emptying myself inside her. I wrap my hand around it, stroking slowly as I watch my brother devour her.
His hands grip her ass so tightly his fingertips leave white impressions in her flesh. The growling intensifies as he works his tongue deeper, cleaning her of my seed, claiming it as his own in the process. It’s a ritual we’ve perfected over years—this sharing, this consumption of what belongs to us both.
Keira’s body jerks against the restraints, a strangled moan escaping her lips. Her eyes meet mine in the mirror, glazed with unwilling pleasure as Cyrus continues his feast.
“He’s good at that, isn’t he?” I ask, voice low and measured despite my quickening pulse. “Eating my cum out of your cunt while you pretend you don’t want more.”
Cyrus makes another animal sound, face glistening with the evidence of his efforts. His tongue flicks rapidly against her clit, making her whole body convulse. The sight of his dark head between her spread thighs, the obscene sounds of his mouth working against her flesh—it’s enough to make my cock throb painfully in my grip.
I stroke myself harder now, knowing it won’t be long before I’m ready to use her again.
9
CYRUS
Ilap at her like a man starving, tasting the mixture of her sweetness and Ace’s release. It’s fucking intoxicating—this primal cocktail of our shared possession. Each stroke of my tongue claims her, marks her, binds her to us both.
Her thighs quiver against my face. She’s fighting it, but her body can’t lie. Not to me. Not when I can taste her surrender on my tongue.
My cock throbs painfully, already hard again despite just emptying down her throat minutes ago. Something about her breaks my limited control, shatters the fragile restraints I normally maintain.
“Fuck,” I growl, pulling back to admire her glistening, swollen cunt. My face is wet with her, and I don’t bother wiping it away. “I want her ass, brother.”
“Mount her then,” he instructs, his voice controlled where mine is ragged.
The way she’s stretched out on the bench, wrists and ankles secured, back arched—it’s fucking perfect.
“Get her ready,” I growl at Ace, my patience unraveling thread by thread.
Ace produces a small bottle from his pocket. The snap of the cap echoes in the pit. He coats his fingers generously, then circles her puckered entrance. Keira jerks against her restraints.
“No, please... I’ve never?—”
“Shh, little dancer,” Ace murmurs, pressing one slick finger inside her ass. “Every part of you belongs to us now.”
I watch, mesmerized, as he works her open methodically—one finger, then two. My cock leaks at the sight of her resistance giving way to involuntary pleasure. Her protests fade to whimpers, then to reluctant moans.
“She’s ready,” Ace announces, his voice tight with restraint.
I climb onto the bench, positioning myself over her. My thighs bracket her bound form as I crouch above her ass. Ace takes my cock in hand, slathering it with lube before guiding me to her prepared entrance.
“Easy,” he warns as I press forward.
The tight ring of muscle resists, then yields. I push inside inch by agonizing inch, feeling her body stretch to accommodate me.
“Christ,” I hiss through clenched teeth.
I sink deeper into her ass, savoring each inch as her body yields to mine. The tight heat around my cock is almost unbearable—different from her pussy but just as fucking intoxicating.
