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“Gonna need to be buried inside of you next, baby girl,” I grit the words out through my teeth, barely able to stop myself from pushing Lachlan away from her so I can take his place.
Lennon’s eyes open slowly, and she looks at me before biting her lip and glancing at Jordan. He grins at her and teases her, “Don’t worry. I’ll fill your perfect mouth while my brother fucks you from behind.”
“Yes,” her voice is breathy which tells me just how much she loves the idea.
I move away from her as Lachlan leans over her. His eyes roam over her face before he kisses her. It’s clear how much of his emotion, his need, that he pours into it. By the time he pulls back from her, she’s panting and clinging to him as if she doesn’t want to let him go.
Hopefully she remembers that when this all comes crashing down around us on Monday morning.
When Lachlan sits back, he pulls out of her and grips her hips, moving her onto her front and turning her so she’s laying parallel with the headboard on the huge bed, one made for just this kind of play, with ease. We chuckle at the small yelp of surprise she lets out before she shakes her head and looks over at me and grins.
Lennon rises up on her hands and knees and wiggles her ass. If anyone were to ask, I would argue she drove me to it when I bring my hand down on her round cheek. How could anyone expect me to help myself?
She gasps and then gives another wiggle. I find myself grinning when I slap her other ass cheek, giving her exactly what she’s asking for.
“Fuck, sweetness,” Jordan groans, “the way you’re looking at my dick like you’re hungry makes me want to slam it down your throat until you choke on it.”
My eyes snap up to see the feral look on my easy-going brother’s face. I’m learning more about my brothers right now than I ever thought I would.
Who the fuck knew Lachlan could be sweet? Who knew Jordan has this other side to him, complete with dirty talk?
Fuck, I guess it’s just her and I’m not immune to it considering I’ve smiled more since we stepped into this room with her than I have in a long fucking time. It’s not like I don’t like my life, I just don’t exude, I guess. She makes me want to. She makes me want to be better.
I knead her ass and she pushes back against me. When she looks at me back over her shoulder, I can see the same thing in her eyes Jordan did. She wants this. She wants us.
I growl, “You want my cock, baby girl?”
“And maybe another few slaps on my ass,” she smarts back at me, and it has pre-cum dripping from my cock.
There’s nothing innocent about Lennon, not really, but I don’t need her to be innocent. I only need her to be herself. I’m sure my brothers feel the same way I do.
With a grip on the base of my cock, I run the tip up and down her soaked slit. I know that it’s not only her juices I’m smearing over her skin, but I push that knowledge away. I have no problem adding my cum to the mix with Lachlan’s.
When she tries to push back against me to make me slip inside of her, I give her exactly what she wants, and my palm connects with her ass. The way she moans in response makes me harder than I’ve ever been in my life. I need to be buried inside of her soon but teasing her is so much fucking fun.
Jordan’s fingers slide into her silky hair and brings her attention to him. “Need your pretty lips wrapped around my cock, sweetness,” there’s a demand in his tone and if she had the room to nod, I have no doubt she would.
While moving a little closer to her mouth, he uses his grip on her to bring her mouth right to where he wants her. I know the moment her tongue or mouth makes contact because he gasps and then groans as his head tilts back on his shoulders.
Lachlan kneels next to our woman, his hands running up and down her spine like he can’t help but touch her. I know the fucking feeling. His voice is low with a touch of desperation, “How does her mouth feel, brother?”
“Never felt anything like our woman’s mouth before,” he admits.
I’ve been teasing her, but my heart starts to race with his words. I don’t want her to look too deeply into them and I know how to distract her. I plunge into her tight, wet, and waiting pussy without any warning. I make sure to put enough force into the motion to move her forward and gag on Jordan’s dick.
I glare at my brother and, thankfully, he looks a little sheepish when he meets my eyes. Then she uses her walls and squeezes my length and I find my anger completely dissipating. Nothing else matters beyond the feeling of being buried inside of Lennon.
My hands grip her hips hard enough that I have no doubt that I’ll be leaving bruises behind. I bet she’ll still be able to see them on Monday before she finds out who we really are. The thought of her reaction has me pulling out of her slowly before plunging back inside of her even harder.
I want to brand myself on the deepest parts of her. I need her to remember how good it is between us. I crave her thinking about me, about us, in the dark of the night when she can’t hide from what she already knows but may not be able to admit right away.
I lean over her body and kiss up her spine, my hips punching forward and then dragging back slowly in a rhythm that has her thighs shaking already. When I get to her shoulder, I nip at her skin and then bite down a little harder.
Need to mark her. Inside and out. Need her to remember. Need her to know.
Jordan’s fingers tighten in her hair, but he slows the pace of his thrusts, allowing the rhythm I’m setting to set the pace of her movements and all our pleasure. It’s right.
It’s so fucking right that I almost can’t breathe.
