Page 1 of Claimed By Brothers

Prologue

My name is Amber Cullen and I’m a changed woman.

The intensity of my arousal transcends the physical.

It honestly feels like I’m in a completely different dimension where pleasure could have no limits.

Where have these two been all my life?

Binzen wasn't exaggerating when he said this was going to be an intense experience.

It's utterly captivating, addicting even.

I never want to end.

Izzo grabs my hips, clawed fingers digging in. He doesn’t hurt me, but I actually like the sharpness of his touch. My bikini bottoms are on the floor, and so is his loincloth.

I feel his giant cock nestled between my curves, thick and veiny and extraordinarily long. He moves with purpose, spreading my juices all over his generous girth and testing my entrance with his large tip.

Binzen kisses me deeper and harder, then lets his tongue slide down the side of my neck. He takes one nipple in his mouth, and I whimper as his teeth nibble it in a playful fashion.

“Don’t stop,” I manage, my voice thready and weak.

“How could I?” Binzen shoots back, smiling at me. “I’m just getting started.”

His mouth devours my breasts while Izzo’s cock keeps testing my pussy. He guides it between my slick folds with only a few conscious hip thrusts, never letting go of me as I’m primed for one hell of a ride. I hold my breath as Binzen resumes his trail of kisses, gradually kneeling until his mouth finds my steaming love triangle.

“Oh, wow,” I cry out as his tongue lashes out and flicks my clit.

It’s so swollen and tender that every lap sends shockwaves through my body. Izzo’s fingers dig deeper, and I instinctively spread my legs to welcome him. I need him inside me, and he knows it.

He feels me in every possible way. I think I finally understand this connection, even though I cannot translate it into words. I’m getting closer to the edge, and I want to explore the outer reaches of this unbelievable dynamic.

“You taste like you were made for us,” Binzen groans as he licks my pussy, suckling on my clit until I’m forced to hold on to his shoulders in order to keep myself upright.

Izzo kisses my back, occasionally biting and causing new waves of frenzied arousal to wash over me. I glance down and watch Binzen as he removes his loincloth. I see his cock and realize a monster like that is currently probing my wet entrance, constantly testing, and stretching, and angling for more.

I can’t take my eyes off Binzen’s magnificent erection. It must be over ten inches long, if not more. I lick my lips as I admire it in its unquestioned glory—marvelously thick and dark red, veins threading along the engorged shaft while the tip swells like a mushroom.

Binzen looks up, his eyes locked on mine as he grabs my breasts again and eats me into oblivion, suckling on my clit—harder and harder while Izzo penetrates me from behind.

“OH, WOW, DON’T STOP!” I cry out in amazement and ravenous desperation.

I’m stretched beyond belief, and I have no idea how my body is so incredibly responsive and flexible, but I welcome him inside me. I take all of Izzo as Binzen pushes me over the edge with his tongue. I scream as Izzo thrusts himself deeper and as the devastating orgasm blows me apart, disintegrating me into a billion little pieces.

I’m still screaming in sheer bliss as Binzen squeezes every ripple out of me with his lips and tongue as Izzo goes deeper and harder, fucking my soul out of my body. I feel him, every inch, as he stretches and fills me to the brim and far beyond.

“Fuck me harder!” I manage.

“We can do so much more than that, wife,” Binzen replies as he gets up and gently coaxes me into bending over until my hands rest on his hips and my lips find the bulging tip of his erection. It is huge, and it’s making my mouth water as Izzo fucks me harder and faster.

“Take it like a good wife,” Binzen adds, his lips curl into a smile as he watches me open my mouth and slip my tongue out to taste him. “That’s it… Just like that, Amber… Just like that.”

“You’re fucking perfect,” Izzo growls as he intensifies his possession of me. I’m split between them, spreading and stretching out into the very heart of the cosmos as I take Binzen into my mouth.

Relaxing my jaw and the back of my throat, I try to swallow as much of him as possible. The pre-cum trickles down my throat—sweet and salty at the same time. I could drink him whole. I want to drink him whole. “I want to taste you,” I tell Binzen, my eyes never leaving his.

“Ask and you shall receive.” He runs his fingers through my hair, keeping my head in place as he slowly starts fucking my mouth, driving me into a darkening madness. This bond of ours is real. I feel it. Every atom in my body feels it.

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