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“That was amazing.”
“We’re not done with you yet, baby.” Austin shoves the blankets and pillows off my bed. “I want to hear you screaming around my knot.”
Yes, god, yes. I didn’t even know I wanted that until he said it. My cunt is slick with desire already, pulsing and begging. “Can I...can I have...” I trail off. Is this awkward for them?
Dylan sits on the bed, cradling me to his chest, so I can feel the deep purr rumbling in his chest. “You can have whatever you want.”
“Both of you,” I say quickly. “I want both of you.”
Austin’s dimples appear, and he pats the end of the bed. “Come here, baby.”
Tucking my legs, I crawl off of Dylan’s lap and down the bed, watching with hungry eyes as Austin grips the base of his cock and pumps. Precum glistens like a beacon. I stop on my hands and knees at the edge of the bed and lift my gaze to meet his, licking my lips in preparation.
“That look,” he growls.
The bed shifts, and Dylan’s hands smooth over the globes of my ass. “So wet for your stepbrothers, aren’t you, little omega?”
I nod and reach for Austin’s cock, wrapping my hands exactly how the tattoo shows the hand, almost like an instruction manual. As suspected, there are tiny bumps placed perfectly between my fingers—not piercings but subdermal implants—ribbing his length. “Oh,” I whisper, exploring the texture. “It’s so pretty.”
Dylan thrusts two fingers inside of me, and my grip tightens, making Austin grunt and buck into the touch. I glance up, memorizing the way his eyes hood as I stroke him, matching the rhythm Dylan set.
“You’ll swallow my cum like a good girl, won’t you?” Austin pushes strands of hair away from my face, gripping his fingers at the base of my neck.
I nod and tease my tongue over his tip, tasting the saltiness of his precum as Dylan’s thick length spreads my opening. I suck Austin into my mouth right before Dylan thrusts in hard and fast. Squealing at the intrusion, my cheeks contract around Austin’s ribbed length, and he hisses.
“Fuuuuck. That mouth.”
Trying to focus, I bob my head, hollowing my cheeks, swirling my tongue, doing everything I can to try and match the pleasure he gave me. My tits sway every time Dylan thrusts into me. His movements push more of Austin into my mouth, but I don’t mind.
They gave me so much, and all I want is to give back. Except, in the end, it’s selfish because I want this. I want to be locked with them, pumped full of cum.
Dylan’s flesh slaps against mine, hard and slick and demanding. His cock is so big, and my walls are already stretched, trying to accommodate him. I want his knot so desperately. I’m worried I won’t be able to handle it, but there’s so much slick.
I’m built for this, built to take him.
Built to take them.
And damn if I won’t try.
“You’re almost ready, but I need you dripping before I knot this tight pussy.” Dylan’s hand cracks against my ass, andI moan around Austin’s length. Pain radiates from where he spanked me, but a moment later, his finger finds my clit, as if to beg for forgiveness. “Will you come for me, Quinn? Will you drench your stepbrother’s cock?”
Fuck. His mouth is so filthy.
I whimper and take as much of Austin as I can before moving back up his length.
“That’s it, pretty girl, you take us both so well.” Austin gently thrusts into my mouth, using the grip on my hair to keep my mouth right where he wants it.
My arms and legs tremble, threatening to give out as they both take over. Dylan grips my hips as his slap against mine. The sounds filling the room are carnal and driven by need, but I love the sounds.
I love knowing they’ve wanted this as much as I have. It’s validation I didn’t know I needed.
Dylan thrusts in deep, hitting my G-spot, and he stays there, grinding against me. “That’s it right there, isn’t it, little omega?” He pulls all the way out until just the tip of his dick is in me. I keen at the thought of him leaving.
But my devilish stepbrother releases a dark chuckle and thrusts into me so hard, I gasp and forget how to breathe. My mouth clamps around Austin and his cock pulses in response.
“You like when I’m rough with you?” Dylan asks.
I moan in response, and Dylan pulls nearly all the way out again, rolling his hips and spreading my walls with his tip.
