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My other two brothers are quick to join in.

“I…” She’s still not able to form a proper sentence. I put it down to the shock of it all and not to her being an unwilling participant.

I mean, she confessed what she was here for and thought we were going to send her away. In a way, I don’t blame her for thinking along those lines. I mean, she’s partly right to worry.

If it weren’t for the fucking good we see in her, we would send her fucking packing. As it is, she’s a fucking star—a pure, unadulterated star—and I refuse to see her as anything less.

“I suggest though we take appropriate measures to make sure our prize doesn’t get away.”

Ian turns toward me, and I nod toward the massive, dark oak chest of drawers. He comes back with some ties.

Before Meg even knows what’s happening, we’ve tied her spread-eagled onto the bed. Each hand has a silk tie around the wrist, which connects it to the corner bedpost. Her legs are bound the same way.

When she realizes her predicament, Meg tests the boundaries and writhes from side to side. It’s fucking sexy the way her white curves glide over the black sheets. It takes every ounce of self-control not to fucking jump her bones right now.

“Relax, babe,” Matt coos. “You’ll be looked after.”

He turns to us. “Rocks, paper, scissors to work out who gets her pussy first.

I shake my head. “Fuck no,” I grumble. “I thought of it, I get to fuck her first. You work out who gets the blowjob.”

There’s a feeble noise from the bed, and we all stare at Meg.

“I could try and...” she trails off.

Her mouth is open just a tiny bit, and I see the tip of her tongue.

“You guys take turns on the face, I get the pussy first.”

Without another word, I approach Meg’s naked body. There really are an awful amount of bruises on her.

The fuckwit really had tried to make a mess of our Meg.

For the first time I’m thinking about her in terms ofours. It sounds fucking awesome.

“Now then, my fucking little vixen,” I tease her.

My index finger trails along the inside of her thigh, pausing at and circling around each bruise. She flinches a little, but her eyes speak volumes.

My cock’s so fucking hard it demands I enter her without any further foreplay. But where would the fun be in that?

By the time my finger reaches her pussy, I can see her juices flow already. Tiny moans come from her battered lips, and I see my brothers head for her head.

Since she can’t use her hands to hold any of their cocks, they’ll have to help her as best as they can.

Ian straddles her chest before the others. It doesn’t take long for Paul and Evan to come along side of him.

Meg’s emerald eyes shine with lust, and she turns her head from side to side, working out whom to take into her mouth first. Ian just opens her mouth and shoves his massive cock right in.

This is my cue.

Radiant bliss is pulsing through me, and if I don’t fucking touch this girl soon, I’ll go up in flames or explode.

Instead of using my fingers, I bury my face between her legs. My nose sucks in her sweet scent, and my mouth instantly feasts on her wetness.

After I give her a good suck, my teeth find her clit and bite into it, tearing at it like a wild dog with a bone.

I can feel her hips writhe to get me to do more. She fucking wants more. Briefly, I pull away and look at her.

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