I pass the phone back to Ari, and she continues a conversation with Abigail as we guide her back inside and then towards the foyer. She insists on using the bathroom, so we bothstand vigil until she comes back out. Her lipstick is no longer smeared, and she’s tamed her hair again. But she still looks freshly fucked, her lips swollen, and I lean closer, kissing her neck.
“You still smell like us,” I say as I reach for her hand.
Sure enough, as we round the corner, her friend is there, waiting with the pink-haired girl. Her eyes go wide at seeing the three of us, a smirk forming on her lips.
“Well, high fucking five,” she says, holding her hand up to Ari.
Ari is glowing crimson as she lets out a nervous laugh, her palm hitting the girls before Abigail rushes up to them.
“Are you alright?” she asks Ari, studying her. It doesn’t take a genius to work out we’ve been fucking.
“Yeah, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to worry you,” she replies, as she stands between Hunter and me. He keeps his palm pressed against her lower back as I reach for her hand, entwining our fingers.
Because yeah, I will never not touch her now. Not now that we’ve made her ours.
“You’ll let me know as soon as you get home, right?” Abi asks.
Ari nods and reaches out to give Abigail a quick one-armed hug, seeing as I refuse to let go of her hand.
Abigail steps back and uses her fingers, pointing to her eyes, then to Hunter and then to me. I’m not sure if there’s another warning in there somewhere, but I suppress the urge to laugh.
“I’ll text you,” Ari says, and I love that her voice still has a hoarse quality to it. Fuck, we need to get her home so we can play some more.
“Right, let’s go,” I say and pull on her hand.
“Couldn’t agree more.” Hunter leads her out with me. “Ladies, don’t do anything we wouldn’t do,” he says over his shoulder, leaving Abigail with her mouth hanging open and thepink-haired girl laughing as we make our way outside to our waiting car.
Our driver opens the door, and Hunter climbs in first, followed by Ari and then me.
As soon as we’re inside, I press the button to raise the partition to give us privacy.
“Are you thirsty?” I ask Ari as she shifts nervously in her seat. I reach for a bottle of water from the mini fridge, already unscrewing the cap before I pass it to her.
I love the way she has to roll up the sleeves of my jacket, but even so, it still engulfs most of her hands. Only her fingers show as she reaches for the bottle and takes a few tentative sips.
“Fuck, I can’t wait for you to wrap those pretty lips around my cock, just like you did for Hunter,” I say.
She pulls back the bottle, a drop of water remaining on her top lip. I lean over her to lick it off before pushing my tongue in her mouth.
When I pull back, she’s breathless.
“Does that not bother you?” she whispers.
“What?” I ask as Hunter moves to kneel on the floor and pushes her dress up to her thighs, parting her legs.
She swallows as she looks down at him and answers my question, “That he was in my mouth and now you’re kissing me.”
I shake my head. “No, freckles. Just like it’s not going to stop him from feasting on your cunt until we get home.”
“Ahh,” she cries out as he dives in to do just that.
I chuckle and unzip my trousers, pulling out my cock. “Give me your hand for now. But when we get home, I’m taking your mouth.”
I reach out for her wrist and guide her to touch my cock. Her gaze moves from Hunter between her legs to my cock, watching as her fingers barely meet each other around my shaft. I guide her movements, her eyes blown wide.
“I don’t even know what all this means,” she admits on a whimper at whatever my brother is doing to her cunt right now.
“It means you’re ours. Well, you will be completely, just as soon as we get you home and Hunter claims your sweet pussy too.”
