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I don’t move.
He flexes his hips.
I gasp. My pussy lips spread. He’s between them. Does that mean I’m no longer a virgin? Maybe on a technicality, but the primal ache in my core warns me to brace myself for more. It begs me to meet his thrust but he feels so big. Too big?
I shift slightly, taking more of him. A challenge? A wish? A chance to get used to a little more of the way he stretches me?
His jaw flexes. “You won’t just need to take mine. They want you too.”
“Then we better get started.” Did I actually say that? It’s better than the other thought worming its way through my mind.How else will I know what to decide in the morning?That’s a whole different issue. This weekend is all about fun. It’s all we can ever have.
“I should take you inside,” Vance says.
I tighten my arms and legs around him. “No. Right here. Just like this.”
He stretches his neck from side to side. “All right, Princess. Tell me if you need me to stop.”
“Yes, sir.”
Vance swallows hard, his fingers tighten. “You been saving this tight virgin pussy for me, Princess?”
He pushes inside of me as he asks, robbing me of a chance to answer. There’s too much pressure. Then a sting, and the pressure changes. A garbled jumble of pleasure and incoherent words fall from my lips as I lurch forward. My mouth drops onto his shoulder. I rest while he clutches me.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah.”
A hand stroking my hair surprises me since Vance’s are wrapped around me. It’s Sebastian.
Vance asks, “Have you ever put a dildo inside of that sweet cunt?”
“No.”
“Damn, I’m sorry. I assumed you had. I would have gone slower.”
“You think?” Sebastian criticizes his brother. Klayton moves closer, stroking my shoulder.
“It’s okay, he didn’t know,” I say then turn back to Vance. “I’m ready for you to keep going.”
He flexes his hips. His eyes search mine, watching for any sign he should stop but I’m consumed by the sensation of his cock moving inside of me. I can’t even process how good it feels, like he’s meant to be inside of me and our bodies are made for each other. We’re doing what’s natural, in one sense, but with so many risks in another. The only thing faster than the thoughts ripping through my brain is how fast my orgasm is building.
“I think I’m about to come.” It’s hard to tell with the newness of being stretched.
Water sloshes around us. I want to do something wild like stroke my other brothers’ cocks, but I’m too late. My body ceases to exist. Heat and light and something crazy like belonging take over.
I’m barely aware of Vance pumping harder. My orgasm doesn’t let up like normal. It’s bigger and deeper, and I’ll never be the same.
Vance’s cock swells, adding to my frenzy. He’s coming, inside of me, and I’m basking in his warmth. The added slipperiness between us warns of our recklessness, of him marking me with his seed. I want everyone to know I’m his. I want the conscious decision I have to make tomorrow morning to be stripped from me. I can’t rationalize it. And I won’t know if I’m pregnant in time. Everything is so messed up.
Rational thoughts become foreign to me as Klayton takes me off of Vance, but instead of facing me toward his chest, he turns me away and plants kisses on my shoulder.
“We don’t have a lot of time. Are you ready for me?”
“Yeah.”
“Are you okay with a new position?”
“Yeah.” I don’t admit that Monday is no longer a realistic deadline. I need time to think. Time away from them, but that’s exactly what I don’t want. He impales me on his cock. It’s thicker. It’s hotter. Or maybe it’s the new position.
