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“You like to control my brother.” Carven slipped his hand behind my head as I opened my mouth. “I can see, you enjoy it.”
The smooth head of his cock slipped along my tongue and sharply pushed inside, driving all the way to the back of my throat. “But we, Wildcat…we control you.”
Panic flared, making me suck air in through my nose. I fought the fear, staying calm. One tiny flicker of desperation and who knew how the beast would react. Carven looked down at me with those intense blue eyes, not well he thought.
“We control you,” he repeated. “Now suck.”
I did as he demanded, drawing back a bit as my tongue flicked along the pulsing vein under his cock.
“Good girl.” London ran his thumbs along each side of my slit, pushing gently against my clit. Heat raced, making me grip Carven’s cock harder, driving him all the way to the hilt.
“Oh fuck,” Carven moaned as London massaged the lips of my pussy against that sensitive nub.
“She likes that,” London urged, his voice deep and husky. Cool fingers met my warmth as he pushed inside me and fucked. “Carven’s going to lie down and you’re going to straddle him, okay, pet?”
I nodded, opening my knees wider as he dragged his fingers from my slit and ran them each side around my ass. That desperate growl echoed, drawing my focus from that surge of hunger inside me. But my body was a beast of its own, blooming with need.
I wanted to fuck all the time now.
Fuck and vomit…
Then fuck some more.
I whimpered, clenching my ass, driving my hips upwards as London lowered his head and licked. He opened my slit wider, then spat. “Now, son,” he urged.
Carven obeyed, pulling out of my mouth to fall to the bed beside me. I lifted my head to watch London grip my ass and drive his mouth against my pussy, sucking hard.
Throb.
“Oh, God.” I threw my head backwards.
Throb.
Throb.
“On Carven’s cock, pet,” London demanded as he pulled away.
My body was slow to move, still desperate for his mouth. I pushed upwards and grabbed London’s neck to kiss him. Colt snapped forward, driving his mouth toward mine. But it was the salty taste of my desire I hungered for.
Beep.
London’s phone chimed.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” I warned.
London grabbed me and gripped my throat gently, showing me exactly who was in control here. “This is happening. Now climb onto Carven, pet. I want to watch you ride.”
He kissed me again, forcing my mouth to stretch until the corners burned.
I still felt that burn when he broke away, leaving me to turn to Carven. He sat upwards and grabbed my hips to steady me as I threw my leg over him.
“As hard as you want, Wildcat,” he urged.
I reached down, grabbed his length, and positioned myself over him. I wanted him inside me…as forceful as I could get. With a brutal slam, I dropped, feeling the push as I rocked, grinding him deeper.
“Jesus fucking Christ.” He gripped hold of me and closed his eyes. “You’re gonna make me come like a fucking teenager.”
The big, warm hand at my back urged me forward. “Not yet, you won’t. Leash it…” London pushed against me, running his hand down my spine to my ass. “We’re not done until she’s a trembling mess, isn’t that right, kitten? Are you going to quiver for us?”
