Page 72 of Three Stepbrothers Save Christmas

“No wonder he was so pissed off,” Travis says beside me. “What were you thinking?”

“I wasn’t really. I just wanted to hurt him like he had hurt her.” Ethan reaches round for me to take his hand. “I’m sorry, baby; I was so angry with him I didn’t think about the consequences it would have on you. I don’t ever want to be the reason you cry.”

I squeeze his hand once before letting go to sit back in my seat.

“I know you didn’t mean for all that to happen. I wouldn’t have expected that kind of reaction from him,” I admit. It was out of character for Marshall. Yeah, he could be a nasty piece of work; look how he reacted when I ended it. But to square up to Travis like he could have beaten him. That’s not the Marshall I know or dated.

I turn to look at Travis, who’s watching me carefully.

“If I had said yes, would you have killed him?”

Travis nods before he answers.

“No one speaks to you like that and gets away with it.”

I stare into his eyes for a moment and realise there is no doubt in my heart that he means every word, and I finally start to see that everything he has been saying to me is true.

I don’t stop to think. I unfasten my seatbelt and climb onto his lap, straddling him. Grabbing the back of his head, I kiss him like I wanted to when he had me trapped between the car and him.

Travis kisses me back with such passion I feel my sex clenching with a need, not only for him but for the others, too.

Ethan may have gone the wrong way about it, but he stood up for me when I couldn’t do it myself. Not only today but also when Marshall and I broke up. Ryan had been by my side as Travis took care of Marshall, holding me and ready to protect me if I needed him.

“Guys, I hate to break up the party back there, but police are out in force tonight. Can we not get caught with you two fucking in the back,” Ryan laughs from behind the wheel.

“To be continued,” I wink at Travis before climbing off his lap. He wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me as close as possible to him.

“Or just repositioned. Open those legs, Sweetheart, and show the guys what’s waiting for them when they get home.”

As always, being around these three gives me the strength to fulfil all my sexual desires. I open my legs as Travis's hand reaches around and pulls my underwear to one side. I knew wearing a skirt tonight would be a good idea. Ethan looks around at me, and I see the desire in his eyes, especially when Travis runs a finger up and down my slit, which is soaking wet and waiting for them to take.

“How wet is she?” Ryan asks as he glances in the rearview mirror.

“Wet enough to fuck,” Travis replies as he circles my clit with his fingers.

“Think we can make you wetter, Sweetheart?” Travis growls in my ear as he pushes a finger inside of me.

“Yes,” I whimper. Travis nibbles on my ear as he starts rubbing my clit again. I moan loudly as I begin to feel myself heading quickly to that sweet release. I don’t know if it’s because Travis is touching me the way he is. Or whether the fact two of the guys are watching, but I am hornier than I have ever been before, and I know exactly what I want.

“Tell me what you need tonight, little Kitten. What can we do to make you purr?” Ryan asks.

“I want all of you together. I want each of you to take me until I lose track of whose cock is where and where one orgasm finishes and another starts.”

“Then let us witness that first orgasm, Baby; let us hear and see you cuming before we get you home and to bed,” Ethan says from his spot as he watches Travis pleasure me.

Travis removes his fingers and starts focusing on my clit.

“Faster, Daddy. I’m so close,” I call out as he does exactly as I ask. Before long, I’m crying out as I come apart in the back seat of Travis’s car.

Travis gives me no warning. He pulls me away, forcing me to lie on my back, and his head disappears between my legs.

“Oh my god,” I cry out as he licks me clean. His tongue not touching the places he knows will give me the right stimulation to cum again.

The car speeds up, and I know we are nearly home, and the guys are as eager to get there as I am.

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Ethan

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