Page 21 of Mister Lane

“Fuck. Move over,” I demanded. “I need her again.”

With a grunt, Brayden dropped her legs and shifted over just far enough that I could grab her thighs and angle her in my direction. Taking it slow, I drove in an inch at a time, savoring the sensations as her cries became moans and her head rolled from side to side.

For several long minutes, we continued the pattern. Brayden would take her hard and fast, making her cry out as he thrust, while I went just as deep, but slow and steady, making her moans grow deeper and throatier.

“Such a good fucking slut,” Brayden growled, and he slammed back into her, making her tits bounce as he had to hold tight to her hips to keep her from moving up the bed from his rough pounding. “Taking both of our cocks like the perfect whore you are. Just. For Us. Isn’t that right, Sunshine?”

When she didn’t answer immediately, he lifted one hand and smacked the side of her ass. “Yes!” she screamed. “Yours! Always yours. Only yours! Please, please, please,” she begged.

“Please what, Sunshine?” Brayden asked as he withdrew, and I took his place, sinking back into my personal heaven.

“Please make me come,” she whimpered as I drove long and slow. “Please! I need it.” Her tears tugged at my chest, and Iknew then that there was nothing that I wouldn’t do for her if she ever showed me her tears.

“Fuck!” I growled. Adjusting my grip on her thighs, I gritted my teeth and quickened my pace until I was pounding into her as fast and hard as my brother had been. It was too much as my spine tingled and my balls drew tight. “I can’t,” I gasped. “It’s too fucking good.” With a groan, I slammed into her one last time as my cock jerked inside her.

Before I had finished coming, my brother was already pulling her away, and my eyes jerked open to see my seed dripping from her hole and across her thigh. It was enough to have another spurt of come leaving my cock. “Motherfucker,” I growled.

“Maybe she will be soon,” he laughed with a wink as he slammed back into her overflowing cunt. He draped himself over her body as I leaned back and panted. Using one hand to hold himself up on the bed by her shoulder, he wedged the other between their bodies to stroke her clit in small circles while he fucked into her relentlessly.

She threw her head back and wailed.

“Be the perfect little slut you are and come for me, Sunshine,” Brayden demanded. “Right. Fucking. Now!”

“Yes!” she screamed loud enough to make my ears ring. As I watched her tense and shake as her orgasm took over, my cock jerked. I was never going to get enough of this woman.

I was so thankful that Emily walked into our lives, and that my brother somehow knew, with one glance, that she would be special. The one we’d been waiting for.

Chapter

Nineteen

Emily

Iwoke up slowly, feeling more rested than I had in longer than I could remember. I smiled as I snuggled deeper into the blankets, memories of the night before flooding through my thoughts. The pleasure the two men had given me was more than I could have ever dreamed of.

I let out a quiet giggle and started to stretch, but bit my lip to stifle a groan as aches and pains in places that I’d never felt pain before made themselves known. I carefully edged closer to the edge of the bed and swung my legs to the floor. Eyeing one of the men’s shirts on the nearby chair, I leaned over and grabbed it and shrugged it on, groaning at the use of muscles I’d never noticed before that were now sore. After buttoning the front of the shirt closed, I hesitated for a moment, then stood slowly.

I took the first step, then another toward the bathroom, feeling the pain between my legs making itself known. It wasn’t as bad as I initially thought, but I was definitely sore. Before I could make it to the doorway, I heard the bedroom door open.

“Hey, you’re up.”

I turned to see Brayden entering with a tray in his hands and a smirk on his face. Brandon nudged him aside, carrying a tray of his own. Glancing from one brother to the other, I saw one carrying a plate filled with breakfast pastries that looked divine. The other was carrying glasses of orange juice and mugs of what I hoped desperately was coffee.

“Hi,” I whispered and waved awkwardly. “Good morning.”

“Morning, sweetness.” Brandon strolled over and kissed my cheek, then walked over to the bed to set his tray carefully down on the nightstand.

Brayden went straight to the bed and set his tray on the end first before heading over to me, stalking toward me with a predatory expression on his face. Just seeing him looking at me with that stark hunger had me squeezing my legs together in anticipation. The movement was an instant reminder of what our activities the night before had wrought on my body. The soreness had me biting back a wince.

Once he reached me, Brayden reached out and dragged his finger lightly over my thigh. He leaned forward, and as he moved his finger slowly across my leg, he ran his nose over my jaw until his lips reached my ear right about the time his finger reached between my legs.

“How do you feel?” he rasped into my ear, making goosebumps break out over my skin, while at the same time, a bite of pain from his light touch on my pussy had me needing to hold back a whimper.

As Brandon’s chest covered my back, I cleared my throat. “I, uh. I’m fine.”

Brayden froze at my words, and I couldn’t help but blink back the sudden wetness in my eyes. I didn’t want to disappoint them. I was sure that the soreness wasn’t as bad as I thought. It wasn’t as important as keeping them happy.

Suddenly, a hand was wrapped around my throat, and my head was being tilted back. Brayden’s eyes were darker and angrier than I’d ever seen them.