Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 99917 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99917 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
Aries lifts his head to glare at his twin. “We’ll see about that.”
Carefully, he pulls out of me and rolls to the side. I join him to lie on my back.
I wince at the sudden emptiness, the ache between my thighs a reminder of his thorough claiming. Arson’s gaze rakes over my prone form, taking in the finger-shaped bruises on my hips and the trickle of cum leaking down my thighs.
“Look at you,” he murmurs appreciatively. “Fucked out and dripping. It’s such a pretty picture.”
He crawls over to me, settling between my splayed legs. His fingers trace the marks left by Aries’s rough handling, a possessive gleam in his eyes.
“My turn to make a mess of you,” he declares, spreading my thighs wider. “Going to fill this pussy until you’re overflowing with both of us.”
My breath hitches at his dark promise, a renewed flicker of desire stirring in my exhausted body. It should be impossible to want more after being so thoroughly ravaged. But something about these brothers, about their insatiable hunger for me, ignites a matching greed in my own veins.
“Please,” I whimper, tilting my hips in offering. “Please, Arson.”
A wicked grin splits his handsome face. “Oh, I do love it when you beg.”
He leans down, his breath hot against my oversensitive flesh. “I’m going to wreck this pretty cunt,” he growls. “Ruin you for anyone but us.”
Without warning, he seals his mouth over my dripping slit. I cry out at the sudden sensation, my hands flying to grip his hair. His tongue delves between my folds, lapping at the combined essence of Aries and me. It’s filthy and erotic, the wet sounds of his mouth and my needy whimpers filling the air.
He focuses on my clit, sucking the sensitive nub until I’m writhing beneath him. Raw euphoric desire coils tight in my core, my body already climbing toward another peak. Just as I’m about to crest, he pulls away, leaving me desperate and aching.
“Not yet,” he tuts, crawling up my body to hover over me. “I want to be inside you when you come.”
He notches himself at my entrance, the thick head of his cock nudging my swollen folds. I buck my hips, trying to take him deeper, but he holds himself just out of reach. His eyes lock with mine, dark with promise and possession.
“Beg for it,” he demands, his voice a low rasp against my ear. “Tell me how much you need me to fill this greedy pussy.”
“Please,” I moan, dignity abandoned in the face of my desperation. “Please, Arson, I need you inside me. I need you to claim me, make me yours.”
A satisfied growl rumbles in his chest. “That’s my good girl.”
With one powerful thrust, he sheathes himself fully, stretching me deliciously around his thick length. I cry out at the sudden intrusion, my nails raking down his back as he begins to move. He sets a brutal pace, pounding into me with a force that rocks the bed frame. Each snap of his hips grinds his pelvis against my clit, sending sparks of rapture racing up my spine.
It’s almost too much, the oversensitivity from my previous orgasms making every sensation feel magnified.
“So tight,” Arson grunts, his fingers digging into my hips as he drives into me. “Even after taking Aries’s cock, this pussy grips me like a vise.”
Beside us, Aries watches with hooded eyes, a mix of jealousy and arousal playing across his face. His hand drifts down to stroke his hardening length, clearly affected by the sight of Arson claiming me so thoroughly.
“You love this, don’t you?” Arson pants, his hips snapping against mine. “Being passed between us and used for our selfish needs. Such a perfect little toy.”
I can only moan in response, too lost in sensation to form coherent words. He’s hitting spots inside me I didn’t know existed, his thick cock stretching me in the most delicious way. I feel split open and utterly possessed by his relentless thrusts.
“I want to feel you come on my cock,” he growls, reaching between us to circle my clit with deft fingers. “Want to feel this pussy milking me dry.”
His filthy words and skilled touch send me hurtling toward the edge. My inner walls begin to flutter, my body tensing as I grow closer to release.
“That’s it,” Arson coaxes, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chases his own release. “Come for me, Lilian. Let go.”
His permission is all I need. With a high, keening cry, I shatter around him, my orgasm crashing over me in a tidal wave of ecstasy. I convulse and clench, my nails scoring down his back as I ride out the intense sensation.
Arson curses, his rhythm faltering as my walls squeeze him like a vise. “Fuck, yes, just like that. Milk my cock, you perfect little slut.”
He pistons into me frantically, chasing his own release. I feel him swell and pulse inside me before he stiffens, a guttural groan tearing from his throat as he spills his seed deep in my body.