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I whimper around his cock, and judging from the hiss he gives in response, he likes the way the vibrations of the sound feel.

“Go on,” he grunts. “Let them see what a fucking slut you are, and how much this turns you on.”

My pussy clenches in response, my clit pulsing so hard it makes me shiver. My nipples go rock hard as his filthy words wrap around me, dragging me into a sea of arousal.

For a second, it’s hard to remember there are other parts of my body besides my mouth and the hand that’s wrapped around Malice’s dick. I’ve been so focused on this task that adding anything else to the mix seems like a tall order. But I manage to get my brain to kick into gear, and I work my pants and underwear down, kicking them off and away along with my shoes.

All it takes is the feeling of air on my most intimate flesh for me to know that Malice is right. I truly am soaked from all of this. I can feel wetness seeping from me, trailing down my inner thighs, and judging by the groan Ransom gives from behind me, he and Victor canseeit.

“Touch yourself,” Malice commands, staring down at me with hooded eyes. “I want to see you get yourself off like this.”

When I don’t immediately move to follow that order, his hand shoots out, tangling in my hair again. He pulls me off of his cock, and there’s a wet pop as my lips leave his shaft.

I gasp at the sting of pain and the sudden burst of oxygen in my lungs, meeting his eyes as he leans down toward me a little.

“I said, touch yourself,” he rumbles. “Make yourself come while your mouth is wrapped around my dick. While my brothers watch. While you’re on your fucking knees for me, sucking on my cock like it’s the best fucking thing you’ve ever tasted.”

My whole body feels like it’s on fire. Just like in the dream I had about the brothers, this feels wrong but so fucking good. The touch of shame and embarrassment that burn through me when he talks to me that way only serve to heighten the arousal I’m feeling, making my head spin.

My chest heaves as I draw in a lungful of air and then slide a hand between my legs, slipping my fingers against the soaking wet folds of my pussy. I find my clit, giving in to the desire for friction there, and I moan out loud from how good it feels.

Malice watches me for a second then nods, satisfied. “That’s good. Keep it up,” he says. “Now go back to making your mouth useful.”

He releases his grip on my hair, and I don’t even need the command. As soon as I can move freely again, I lunge for his dick again, getting my mouth around it once more. The fresh pleasure coursing through me goes right to my head, and I start sucking his cock in earnest. One hand is buried between my legs, stroking my clit in fast, tight circles, and the other wraps around Malice’s cock again, holding it steady while I lick and suck at it. It’s harder to keep my balance with only my knees on the floor, both of my hands occupied with other tasks, but I manage.

I drag my tongue up the whole length of him, leaving a trail of my own spit behind. That makes it slick when I start pumping him with my hand, my mouth laving and sucking at the head and the few inches beyond it that I can take comfortably.

It starts to get messier, wetness dripping down his cock and coating my hand as I bob my head faster, working myself in time with how I’m sucking Malice off.

My head is empty of anything other than the need to come, and I push myself harder, my fingers flying over my clit and dipping into my pussy just enough to send sparking ripples of pleasure shooting down my spine.

I’m wrapped up in it, so turned on I can barely breathe, and the feeling of his brothers watching us heightens every little thing. From where Victor and Ransom are sitting, I know they can see it all—both the way I’m touching myself and the way my lips are wrapped around Malice.

It’s just like my dream, even though I’m the one getting myself off instead of Ransom, and I give a soft, muffled cry around Malice’s cock as the pleasure starts to hit me full force.

“Are you gonna fall apart for us?” he rasps, bucking his hips up toward my mouth a little. “Are you close?”

Yes.

I don’t pull back enough to answer with words, but I make a muffled noise around his shaft, nodding as much as I’m able. My fingers are sticky and wet now, but I don’t let up. I rub my clit hard and fast, chasing the growing burn of sensation that builds and builds like a spark turning into an inferno.

“Keep my dick in your mouth when you come,” Malice commands, his hand threading through my hair again. “Don’t fucking stop.”

When my orgasm hits, it slams into me like a wrecking ball. I shake like a leaf where I’m kneeling on the floor, rubbing myself through the waves of intense pleasure and moaning around Malice’s thick length. He hisses a breath out through his teeth, and I squirm in place, my body tense and tight as the orgasm works its way through me.

“Fuck.Shit,” Malice grunts.

His cock pulses in my mouth, getting impossibly harder, as if he’s right there on the brink himself, and something in me is hungry for that. To feel and see him lose it, to have him come on my tongue and fill my mouth up with the evidence of his pleasure.

But just as I start to suck harder, he pulls me off his cock again, leaving me gasping for breath.

I make a soft noise of disappointment, and Malice smiles down at me, his expression almost tender, softening the harsh lines of his face.

“Look at you. We’re turning you into a little cock slut already,” he murmurs, his voice low and rough. His thumb drags over my bottom lip, wiping away a little of my saliva and his precum. “Don’t worry,Solnyshka. You’ll get what you need.”

Gripping my arms, he pulls me up and turns me around so that I’m facing out toward the rest of room. Then he tugs me down onto his lap, my back pressed to his chest. I feel so small like this, perched against the massive bulk of his body. Even though I just came, my heart is still racing, and that low hum of arousal in my veins hasn’t died down yet. If anything, it’s burning even hotter now.

I can feel Malice’s cock between my ass cheeks, hard and throbbing, and it makes a fresh gush of wetness seep from me.

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