I hook my fingers into her panties and slide them down her legs, helping her step out. She’s completely bare now, soft and vulnerable in front of both of us.
“Get on the bed, sweetheart. On your back. Let me take care of your needs.”
She crawls onto the mattress and lies down, watching us with wide eyes. I strip off my shirt and jeans, leaving my boxers on for now, then climb onto the bed beside her. Brookes stays where he is, still fully dressed and watching, the way he likes.
I lean over her and kiss Janey slowly and deeply, tasting the tea and tiredness on her tongue. My hand slides down her body, cupping her breast, then drifting lower until my fingers brush between her legs. She’s already wet.
“Nice and slow tonight,” I whisper against her mouth. “Gonna take our time with you.”
I kiss my way down her body, caressing her neck, collarbone, and breasts, paying special attention to her nipples until she’s arching and making those soft little sounds I’ve been dreaming about. When I settle between her thighs, I glance over at Brookes. He has his cock in his hand and his eyes on the action.
“Watch how pretty she looks when she’s being eaten.”
Brookes’s jaw tightens, but he nods once, eyes never leaving her.
I spread her open with my thumbs and lick her slowly, savoring her taste. Janey gasps, one hand flying to my hair. I don’t rush. I lick and suck gently, teasing her clit with the flat of my tongue, sliding one blunt finger inside her when she starts to rock against my mouth.
“Look at him, Janey,” I murmur against her pussy. “Look at Brookes while I taste you. Look at how hard he is. Look at what you’re doing to him.”
Her head turns. Their eyes lock. Brookes watches every flicker of pleasure cross her face while I work her open with my mouth and fingers, bringing her right to the edge and then easing her back down. And she gets a feast of him, jacking himself slowly, holding himself on the border of pleasure where he likes to be.
When Janey is trembling and whimpering my name, I crawl back up her body and settle between her thighs.
“You ready for me?” I ask, needing to be sure. She’s emotional and exhausted, and I’d never want to take advantage when she’s feeling low and uncertain.
“Yes.” Janey cups my face with both her hands and I close my eyes, lost in her tenderness. It wasn’t like this between us in the barn, but everything’s different now.
I push inside her in careful thrusts, groaning at how tight and warm she feels, breathing in the soft scent of lavender that lingers in her feminine room, and the warmth of her arms as she wraps them around me.
“Fuck… that’s it,” I breathe. “Take me, sweetheart. Nice and deep.”
Her eyes meet mine, and she pulls me to her for a slow kiss that feels like we’re melting into each other. Back when we were messaging and I told her we wanted to take her out, this is what I’d imagined at the end of the night. Sex that was softer and sweeter.
I keep the pace, rocking into her with long strokes while I kiss her neck and whisper praise against her skin.
“So good for us… so perfect… carrying our baby and still letting me have you like this…”
She lets out a broken sound in response, rolling her hips into me, chasing the pleasure she knows I can give her.
Brookes finally breaks, walking to the side of the bed, still dressed, and sitting on the edge. One big hand strokes Janey’s hair back from her face as he watches me fuck her.
“You’re taking my brother so well,” he murmurs, voice rough. You’re so beautiful like this. All relaxed and open.”
Janey moans, her hand reaching out to grip Brookes’s thigh, then his cock. The sight of her touching him while I’m buried inside her sends a hot spike of pleasure through me and a long groan through him.
I keep my thrusts controlled, so conscious of her body now. With my thumb on her clit, her breathing turns ragged.
When she finally comes, it’s with a moan, eyes closed, back arching, her walls fluttering around me as she gasps both our names. I follow right after, burying myself as deep as I can and spilling inside her with a low groan.
I remember what I said last time about breeding her. Does she remember too? Even though we unknowingly succeeded, it still feels powerful to fill and mark her with my cum. Now she’s pregnant, I feel territorial about her body, the need to claim and fill her even stronger.
For a long moment, the only sound is our breathing.
I stay inside her, kissing her softly while Brookes continues stroking her hair. Eventually, I pull out and kneel between her thighs, watching as my seed drips from her little hole.
Fuck. That’s so horny, I can barely breathe. I roll to her other side, bracketing her between us.
Brookes leans down and presses a slow kiss to her lips, then settles in behind her. She moans softly when his cock notches at her entrance and then slides inside.
