Page 96 of Claim & Don't Tell


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“Not if we do it right.” Austin presses into me from behind, thick cock nestling against my ass.

I swallow. How isthatsupposed to fit inside of me?

“We don’t have to,” Dylan says quickly. “But eventually, if you wanted all three of us...” He trails off and shoots Brady a scathing look.

Right. Three of them. Three holes. Logically, it makes sense, but does that make it any less terrifying? What if my ass is too weak? What if I tap out, and I can’t take them all at the same time?

“What if I can’t?” I ask.

“Practice makes perfect, pretty girl, but it’s up to you. I’m perfectly content with your mouth and cunt.”

Dylan nods in agreement. It’s not a requirement, but a choice. Brady won’t always be on the sidelines, and when he’s finally able to join us, I’ll want all of them. And then there’s my heat. Whenever that comes, there won’t be time to prepare or think about things. It’ll be everything, everyone, everywhere, all at once.

“Okay.” I hold out my hands and make agimmegesture.

“Yeah?” Dylan’s lips tip into a devious grin. “I want to do it.”

“Fuck, no. You had that pretty pussy last time. Now it’s mine and so is her ass.” Austin reaches around me and grabs the toy and lube. “Besides, Quinn would love to have your cock in her mouth, wouldn’t you, baby?”

Dylan’s hand strokes down his cock. “What do you say, little omega? Do you want to choke on me?”

I lick my lips, staring at his giant cock. Mama didn’t raise a quitter. “Yes.”

“Bring that pretty mouth over here.” He drops onto his ass on the counter, spreading his legs. I crawl between them on the counter, and Austin slips two towels beneath my knees.

I arch an eyebrow and glance back at him.

“One for cushioning and the grippy one to help keep you in place.”

“That’s so sweet.”

His lips pull into a wolfish grin. “Say that when I’m balls deep and filling your ass with the toy.”

Oh, fuck.

My eyes catch Brady’s as I turn back to Dylan, and the pure envy and agony there makes me even more determined to do a good job. He’s watching everything and I’ll show him how brave I can be.

I grab the base of Dylan’s cock and stroke my hand up his length, arching my back as Austin parts my legs and teases my opening with his tip.

“Is it wrong to say I’ve always dreamed about my stepsister sucking my cock?” Dylan asks.

Austin begins to ease inside of me, stretching me wide. My walls slide around each ridge with ease.

“Not any more wrong than me wanting you to knot me every time you snuck into my room.” I move my mouth and flick my tongue over the head of his dick. “And not any worse than every time I imagined doing this.” I wrap my lips around his girth and slowly work my mouth down, rolling my tongue along the bottom side with a happy hum.

“Fuuuck,” Dylan groans.

“Hold on to him, baby,” Austin says, rocking his hips in and out of me.

I grab Dylan’s waist, resting my forearms on his thighs as I take more of him into my mouth. A hard, brutal thrust has Austin sheathing all the way inside of me, and I squeal with Dylan’s cock in my mouth.

“She’s going to kill me,” Dylan moans, fingers digging into the strands of my hair. “Do it again.”

I move my mouth up his length, thinking he’s talking to me, but Austin rears back right as I begin to descend and slams inside of me. I jolt down Dylan’s shaft with a gasp, mouth clamping tight, and he curses again.

That, I can get used to.

Trying to stay in control of the blow job while Austin fucks me hard enough our skin slaps together is a useless feat, but damn, if I don’t try. I dig my nails into Dylan’s hips and suck in my cheeks, moving up and down. Every time Austin’s thrusts force more of Dylan’s dick into my mouth, I breathe through my nose and prepare myself.

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