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“I…do…”she finally says.
“Then spread your pussy lips for me,” I command, damn near feral at this point.
My demand scandalizes her, and suddenly, instead of opening herself to me, she fights to close her legs, but as I’m about to pull away, she loosens again.
“Are you always this crass?” she asks, her voice curious.
“Nah, but with you, I don’t know how to be any other way. If I were to be too soft, too gentle…it’ll remind me of who you are.”
“Then be who you need to be.” She reaches down and spreads herself, and I granted my first glimpse of her velvet center.
My breath hitches in my throat as I take in her glistening pink folds, but it’s her tiny pink pearl that really ignites my lust, because that’s the little button I’m gonna use to make her go nuclear.
“So naughty, tempting your brother like you are,” I growl. Her legs tense under my vice grip, and I have to force myself to relax so I don’t hurt her.
I can hardly think straight with her thick smell coating the air, taunting me. Reminding me how starving I am.
Her legs tremble ever so slightly, which is surprising with how comfortable she was on the stage. Not that I’m stupid enough to mention that again.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I say, my voice strained from arousal. I know I should focus on making her comfortable, but her anxious worries feed a dark part of me. A part that wants to shatter her, ruining her for other men.
I ease a finger into her tight channel, first one, then two. Brooke goes rigid, her breathing twisting to husky pants.
And with the last shred of my restraint broken, I press my face between her thighs and eat.
* * *
BROOKE
In all my fantasies about Gabriel, never once did it include this act. I’d heard girls talk about it, but it seemed so messy. Indecent.
I was raised to be perfect, and in my head, perfection did not include having a man’s head wedged between my thighs, making me lose my senses.
But fuck if I don’t absolutely love what Gabe is doing, and the fact that he so desperately wants to please me is just the cherry on top of the sundae.
Almost immediately, pleasure builds at my spine as he devours me, licking through my folds like a starving animal.
“So naughty, tempting your brother like you are…”he’d said, which made what we’re doing forbidden.
I’m forbidden.
For some reason, that makes every illicit feeling stronger. More powerful.
My big brother wants me just as badly as I want him, and now that it’s all out in the open, I know we can never go back. I can never be the girl that gets claimed by another at his Keep.
I’m his. Forever. Whether he likes it or not.
He licks in tandem with his pumping fingers, which are hitting just the right spot, bringing me closer and closer to what I read about in romance novels. Euphoric bliss only experienced between soulmates who are meant for each other.
The whole time, Gabriel moans obscenely, like he can’t get enough of my pussy, which only turns me on even more. It seems like everything about Gabe turns me on, from his tightly toned muscles to his ever-present dour expression.
He’s physical perfection, with a heart too good for this world.
I press against the back of the chair, angling to give him better access. Gone is the nervous girl that was so deeply worried about what her pussy looked like. In her place is a woman who clings to pleasure, and will grab a bull by the horns to take it—and I mean that literally as I thread my fingers through Gabriel’s tightly cropped hair and push his face against me. It’s a wonder he can even breathe.
He brings one big hand up to my breast, squeezing it ever so gently. I’d always been embarrassed by how small they were. My stepmom seemed to take obscene joy in reminding me I looked like a boy. But apparently, being small doesn’t make them any less sensitive, because Gabe’s toying with my nipples ignites a fire in my belly.
“I’m…close…”I whine,my voice shaky and guttural.
