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“You don’t think I made sure the accommodations would be perfect?” Leander growls. I dip so I can grasp the hem of Hope’s marigold wedding dress and in one motion, flip it off over her head.
She gasps and then giggles, arms instinctively coming up to cover her breasts. Her first instinct toward modesty is still so adorable. Especially since the sweet cleft of her pussy is exposed to all of us. We never did let her put her underwear back on after the plane.
And by the expression on my brothers’ faces, I know we’re all ravenous wolves preparing for the hunt. We want a taste of the one we just claimed for our own before God and one another as witnesses.
Leander’s obviously not about to waste any more time. He crouches slightly and scoops her up in his arms.
Which makes her squeal and swat his shoulder. “Don’t! Leander, I’m too heavy!”
He rolls his eyes as do Milo and I. Even after all this time, she doesn’t think we know exactly how to handle her? Oh, baby girl, it’s time for your Daddies to teach you a lesson. And worship at your feet.
Chapter 55
MILO
Leander deposits Hope gently on the bed, and all three of us crawl on after. My brother did well. It is a large enough bed. This pleases me.
I don’t want to be constrained. I’m hungry for her flesh.
And curious. Oh so curious what it will be like now to fuck my wife. Leander puts on a playlist from his phone. It’s one of the things I’ve always appreciated about him—his ability to bring good vibes. Both music-wise and emotionally. When he’s not busy being an asshole, he can bring the party.
And I’m pretty sure we’re all feeling in rare form tonight. There’s something about being out here, away from everyone. Finally free.
I climb towards my wife from the bottom of the bed, and the twins take the sides. She’s like the richest treat that we’ll all devour tonight. But slowly, I think.
These last weeks, being around my family has been bringing me slowly back to myself. Or maybe bringing me to the me I was even before the before… Long ago, before everything got so fucked up. To the me I might have been without all the trauma. Without my fucked-up mother inflicting her bullshit trauma on me. She was a bully, I see it now.
It’s watching the twins that did it. They’re so innocent. They’re just fucking kids.
And my mother was a monster to do what she did to me.
It… wasn’t. my. fault.
Like, I know that’s the bullshit they say in therapy and movies and everywhere else, but to actually let that knowledge into that place deep down inside me? To the little kid in me whose mom told him every day he was worthless, and bad, and a useless little shit who could never do anything right.
A woman who can’t love her own child is unnatural.
And it wasn’t my fucking FAULT.
I watch Hope with our kids and I see how it’s supposed to be.
So when I crawl up between Hope’s legs, I bow my head down, inhale her essence, and in freedom, curiosity, and worship, I lick up her sweet slit.
I love how puffy her vaginal lips down here are. I love that when I stroke my tongue back and forth along the length of them, up and down, she squirms and her thighs shake a little.
I adore the hiccup of her breath and moisture that seeps out from between her folds. The taste of her, dear fuck.
I love that I turn her on. It’s not just something my brothers can do. It’s me. Because I am worthy. I am good enough.
And tonight I’ll make her cry out in pleasure. And we’ll all fuck, in freedom, and dirty debauchery, and celebration.
I lift a finger to feel her, because I can’t not. I need more of her. Though I’ve explored her flesh a hundred times, I need a hundred more. A thousand more. An infinity more of exploring her body. Watching the catch and release of her breath as I insert one thick finger inside her and roll it around in her juices.
Above me, Leander and Janus take turns kissing her while they caress up and down her bared, naked skin. Janus reaches down and helps pry open her thigh so I have even better access.
I insert a second finger.
Slowly. Oh so slowly, so I can feel her clench and shudder around me. I pry her hot, sweet pussy open wider as I push my fingers in.
And then I make a hook with my fingertips, feeling along her insides until I reach the spot that drives her crazy, and tug backwards towards my mouth as I finally, finally begin to suckle her clit.
My cock elongates stiff and heavy between my legs as she starts to quake with her first orgasm.
