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I rise onto my knees, but he’s already naked and on the bed, crawling toward me. There aren’t a lot of options for escape. I turn to roll off the bed and he comes down on top of my back.

“Not so fast.”

I try to buck him off, but he grabs my hands and pulls them over my head, holding them with one hand around the wrists. When I struggle to free them, his cock brushes against my ass.

Everything inside me stills, knowing he has me.

“Do you still want to get away, or are you ready to do what you do best and be my whore?” he whispers against the back of my neck.

A shiver races down my spine.

I draw in a breath. “I’ll be your whore if you don’t fuck my ass.”

Honestly, he could take me anywhere, but it feels like a compromise I might be willing to make. After all, I want him to fuck me eventually.

“You’ve taken a cock in your ass before, slut.” He cups my pussy and slides his thumb inside.

I bite my lip to keep from moaning.

“Are you afraid I won’t be gentle enough after watching you take that giant cock in your ass?” His thumb slides back to my asshole and I try to twist out from under him. “Or do you only let certain men take this ass? Am I not good enough for it?”

He presses his thumb into my asshole and a little tremor rolls through me. Fuck, that feels good.

“You don’t deserve it,” I whisper, trying to keep my hips from rocking to feel him move inside me.

“Maybe you’re right.” He pulls out and straddles my hips with his knees. When he leans to the right, I turn my head and see him reaching into the drawer.

“Wait! Is that?—‍”

“I put some things in here earlier today.” He smacks my ass. “The drawer was empty before.”

I relax, but now I’m weirded out about being in my brother’s room again. “Maybe we should just shower and go to sleep.”

“Not happening, slut.” He squirts lube and then I feel the press of a toy against my asshole. “I get one night with you. I’ve already used all these holes, but I’m going to use them all over again.”

He presses the plug in and it keeps going deeper. It’s longer and thicker than the larger plug they used the other night. I groan as he finally gets it in all the way.

“You like to be filled in all your holes at once.” He presses on the base, and the toy mimics thrusting and vibrates. My breath catches. “But we’re going to go with two for now. Maybe later I’ll put a gag in your mouth so you have something to suck on.”

He wraps his arm around my waist and brings me up on my knees. I moan as the toy keeps going. He releases my wrists and pushes my shoulders down.

My body tightens, ready to explode. He thrusts his cock into my pussy and I cry out my release.

“That’s it. Come on my cock like a good whore.” He thrusts in deep and pulls out, over and over, holding my hips. My hands clench at the bedspread as the plug keeps going. With Drew also fucking me, I can’t think anymore. I’m a slave to the sensation.

It’s not the same as two of my guys fucking in and out of me, but the fullness is there and the toy keeps its own tempo until I can’t hold back.

“Drew,” I shout as I come around his cock and the toy. He keeps fucking me.

“I watched you come for them. Over and over.” He rubs my clit and I shriek as another wave takes me under. “You gave them everything. Let them take from you. But you took your pleasure from every touch, every thrust, every drop they gave you, didn’t you? Like the good little slut you are.”

He pushes me over the edge again, and for a second, I’m suspended there in a silent scream as my body pulses around the invasion. Every inch of me shimmers with my release.

“Sara,” he groans as my pussy milks his cock of his release, filling me with his warmth. He collapses on my back and the toy continues to stimulate my overstimulated body.

I whimper and he lifts up. The toy shuts off and he pulls it out of my ass, dropping it on the dresser before pulling me onto my side with his cock still buried in my pussy. He curls around me, holding me tight. We breathe together until our breathing is even.

I still don’t want to move as I snuggle back into him. He kisses my shoulder.