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“I love how you can take their cocks,” he murmurs against her skin. “Like they’re not even big enough for you.”
“They’re not,” she breathes out, her eyes glassy as she waits in anticipation for where he will touch her next. “I want you, Caden.”
“You want my dick in your pussy?” he asks, his lips against her ear as he settles himself. “You want me inside you, all the way to my balls?”
Her breathing comes in short pants as he thrusts into her, hard and deep.
Caden lifts himself over her, his cock still pulsing hard in her pussy as he meets her parted lips hungrily with his own. His hand moves down, and I watch as he slips a finger into Summer’s tight ass. Her eyes roll back into her head as she arches with a keening cry of pleasure.
“Fuck, angel,” he groans and hisses in a breath as the exertion is too much for him.
“You’re going to pull your side badly,” I point out. “Change positions. Let her do the work.”
He nods and pulls out of her, laying back on the bed while she straddles him.
She lowers herself onto his hard cock and takes him as deep into her pussy as she can. She fucks him hard. Steadying herself with her hands on his chest. Grabbing her hips, he can’t help himself and thrusts up into her deeply as she cries out his name.
“Fuck, your pussy feels so good, angel. I’m going to come,” he groans.
“Come for me, baby.”
Her words have their desired effect on him, and it hardens my cock all over again. Disappearing quickly to the bathroom as they crash over into an orgasm, I wash up, needing to dive into her pussy as soon as I’m able.
“Get on your hands and knees, love,” I instruct her when I return, my voice husky with desire. She obeys without hesitation, presenting herself to me like a goddess of carnal pleasure.
Moving closer, I press the slick tip against her tight pussy, feeling her tremble with anticipation. Slowly, I push into her, savoring every second.
“Jesus Christ,” I gasp, struggling to keep my composure.
Summer whimpers, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body.
Ciarán kneels in front of her, offering his erect cock to her eager mouth. She takes him in without hesitation, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head.
We pump in unison, our combined efforts driving Summer wild with pleasure as Caden watches, breathing heavily, the wound on his side bleeding through the bandage.
“Tinks, are you ready for us to come inside you?” Ciarán asks, his control slipping as her mouth works its magic on him.
Together, we push ourselves to the brink, our bodies straining with effort until, finally, we shatter. Waves of ecstasy crash over us, leaving us breathless and spent.
“Fuck, that was…” I trail off, panting as I pull out of Summer’s dripping pussy.
“Intense,” Ciarán finishes for me.
We collapse in a heap, tangled together, basking in the aftermath of our shared passion.
“Fuck,” Caden murmurs, breaking the silence. “I never knew it could be this good.”
“Neither did I,” Ciarán admits, his voice soft and vulnerable. Something about the intimacy of this moment feels almost sacred.
“Summer, you’re incredible,” I murmur, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. “What you’ve done here is...we owe you our thanks.”
She smiles sleepily, her eyes closing. “Fix Caden up, please. Again.”
We share a quiet laugh, and for a fleeting moment, everything seems perfect as my two brothers and I climb off the bed, leaving our woman to sleep off her exhaustion so we can pound her again later.
Pulling our clothes on loosely, we leave, shutting the door quietly behind us. Caden hobbles to the sofa and collapses, grunting with the effort. Trust him to hurt himself all for a fuck.
A sudden knock at the door shatters the fragile peace we’ve built.
“Who the fuck is that?” Ciarán asks, annoyance clear in his voice as he glares at the front door.
Crossing over to it, I stare at the screen with narrowed eyes. Whoever it is, knows there is a camera there and knows how to dodge it.
Glancing over my shoulder, I nod once and Ciarán picks up his weapon, handing one to Caden, still laid out on the couch.
I swing the door open, revealing the last person any of us ever expected to see standing on our doorstep.
“Fuck. Off,” I grit out as the man lifts his head with a wicked smile.
“Hello, boys,” our supposedly dead father says, his cold eyes boring into me. “Did you miss me?”
