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“On your hands and knees. Hudson, front or back?” I do as instructed, but in a state of confusion. What does he mean front or back? I don’t need to wait long to understand it.

Hudson gets up and walks around to my backside, shimmying his sweats off and tossing them next to my discarded top. Landon lowers his pants next, his cock is hard, precum glistening from the tip, as he walks toward my face. Kneeling in front of me, he rubs his cock along my plump lips. I lick them, tasting him. He uses his hand to guide his cock into my mouth.

“Breathe through your nose, no amount of begging will make me stop. My cock slamming into your mouth and down your throat, choking you, is all I fucking want.” I nod in understanding. Hollowing my cheeks, I begin sucking his cock. His salty precum ignites my taste buds, I need more. Looking up at him through my lashes, his eyes are hooded, and he’s biting his lip.

“So fucking beautiful, Banks.” He praises.

I briefly forgot that Hudson is behind me until he thrusts into my aching pussy. His hands grip my hips tightly. I love when he holds me like this, or when he wraps his hands around my neck. This isn’t like this morning. There’s no mercy as he relentlessly pounds into me with all that he has. I know I am going to be sore tomorrow, but I love it. I feel so full. I feel overstimulated in the best way as Landon shoves his cock further down my throat, his tip causing me to gag. Saliva runs down my chin, he grabs my hair, his cock swells, his release is coming.

“You will drink every last drop,” Landon rasps.

“Fuckin’ right, she will brother, or she will be punished,” Hudson threatens, still pounding into me. Taking it from this angle is new, and I love it. It feels so different.

Our bodies are slapping together, and just when I think this couldn’t get any better, Hudson rasps, “Next time, we are taking both holes.” He spits on my backend, I feel it running down and hear him chuckle with satisfaction.

Landon works my mouth harder, his head is thrown back as his salty, warm release fills my mouth and throat. His hands grip my hair harder and his hips buck into me relentlessly. His abs flex as his orgasm continues to release into my mouth. I swallow every bit of his seed as he instructed.

My eyes water from a lack of oxygen, but I am getting off on this too. I know Hudson is about to cum. His grip on my hipsis getting tighter. So is mine, on his cock. I am squeezing it, needing to feel every inch inside of me.

Landon’s movements slow as his orgasm subsides. But he continues to keep his grip tight and his cock inside my mouth. My body tingles, it runs down my spine as a muffled moan leaves me.

My legs tremble, it’s getting harder to keep myself in this position, my body wants to collapse.

“Cum,” Hudson demands and my body responds.

We cum together. Again, he fills me for the second time today.

We ride it out, using each other to milk every last drop. As our movements slow, our panting is all that can be heard.

Finally, Landon lets go of my hair and pulls out of my mouth. I swallow, taking in everything now that his invasion has ended.

He uses his thumbs to wipe the tears under my eyes. “Such a good little girl for us, Banks. You did so good. I am so proud of you.” Landon praises me, with a softness in his blue eyes.

Hudson pulls out next, “She was made for us, brother.” I look up at Landon, curious about if he feels the same.

“I know.”

33

LANDON

It’s Saturday. Time to take Banks home.

She asked to stay another night, and it turned into five.

Five days of fucking.

Her pussy is sore and probably bruised from all the poundings we have been giving her. We offered to give her a break, but she refused each time. Who are we to refuse a lady?

The three of us are in my bedroom, our homebase over the break. Hud and I haven’t done a single hockey related workout except for copious amounts of cardio.

I’ve learned that Banks and my brother love their sleep. I’m always up before them, which isn’t even early. When we aren’t fucking, we are attached at the hip.

Hudson watches game footage while Banks reads on her phone and I sketch. It’s effortless. Hud and I have never shared a girl before. It never interested me. But this feels natural, right. Bringing a third person into our circle hasn’t disturbed anything, it’s only enhanced it.

Who fucking knew the narc locked in our basement would turn into this? That Banks would be our other person, ouronlyperson outside of each other.

She pissed me off with her prying. Caring about me. It took me a while to sort that shit out in my head. Hud and I are used to only having each other. Having someone else want to care at that level hasn’t been something I could easily accept.

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