Page 23 of Three Stepbrothers Save Christmas

“Fuck, you are perfect. Open wide.” She immediately does, and I slide my cock into her mouth and almost blow my load as she moans around me, taking me to heaven with her mouth.

Ryan and I start using her body the way she has asked. Before long, I’m fucking her throat as he takes her pussy. Neither of us lets up as she gags and cries out. I count at least two more orgasms from her before I feel my balls tightening, and I know I’m not going to last much longer.

“Little Kitten, you feel too good,” Ryan cries out, and I can see he, too, is close to his own release.

“I’m going to cum, baby. Take what we give you,” I cry out as I feel myself squirting my release straight down her throat. She starts to moan around it, which intensifies the feeling. From the sounds coming from Ryan, he is falling over the edge with us, and the three of us have the most intense orgasm together.

I don’t know how long I stand, my eyes closed and gasping for breath. Verity lets my now soft cock fall from her mouth, and I can see how exhausted she is. I climb onto the bed and pull her into my arms.

“Lie down, Baby, I’ve got you,” I whisper as she curls up against my side, and Ryan pulls the covers over us.

“Are you okay, Little Kitten?” he asks. She nods against my chest as he kisses the top of her head. “Are you sure?” he asks again. She turns in my arms, so she is now leaning against his chest.

“More than okay,” I only hear her whisper as Ryan chuckles, tightening his arms around her.

“I’m glad to hear it,” he smiles as he kisses her head again. “I always knew you would be amazing. But you are more perfect than I ever imagined. I don’t think I will ever be able to let you go now,” he says into her hair.

“I’m fine with that,” she whispers before I notice her breathing settling. I sit up and look down at her as she falls asleep in Ryan's arms.

“I take it you are okay with her there for a while,” I chuckle quietly. Ryan looks down at the woman he has cared for from a distance, lying naked against his as he holds her and smiles.

“More than okay. You better go wait for Travis. He is going to be mad as fuck,” Ryan points out, looking up at me.

I nod once, place a kiss on Verity’s head, and climb out of the bed. I grab my clothes and look to the bed to find Ryan dozing off, his head resting on hers as he savours having her there and content.

14

Ethan

I sneak out of Verity’s room, pulling on my t-shirt.

She had fallen asleep so quickly; it showed how much she needed to rest. If only she would let herself sleep when she needs and not worry about what people think of her.

I saw a whole new side of our girl today. I would have never put her down as adventurous in the bedroom before the last few days. But she didn’t even think twice about being with Ryan and me at the same time. When she said she was open to anything, she meant it. My sweet Girl has a real naughty side, and I can’t wait to see what hidden kinks she has.

Grabbing my phone from the coffee table where I left it before the Marshall incident. I find a message from Travis saying he has reached his place and will pop into ours to pack some stuff for us. Followed by a message telling us he’s leaving to head back. I check the time stamp of the messages and know he should be here any minute. The man drives like a lunatic at the best of times. He made it here in record time yesterday after Ryan called him about Verity. How I haven’t noticed his feelings towards her before, I don’t know.

Throughout the night, he wouldn’t leave her. He moved the chair to the side of the bed and watched over her. I tried to get him to rest a few times, but he refused. He was terrified she would be sick in her sleep. He has it bad, and I have no idea how he’s going to take what just happened. Should we have done it even though we know how he feels? Probably not, but I don’t think anyone was thinking logically once things started progressing. I do feel bad, though, even if she is completely worth dealing with his wrath.

Walking into the kitchen, I head straight for the coffee machine to make myself a drink and prepare it for his arrival. I stand by the machine as it does its thing and think back to the last hour.

When Ryan, Verity and I came together as we did, it was the first time I had seen a genuine smile on her face since arriving three days ago.

When was the last time she smiled properly? Not the fake smile I’m sure she has been flashing to everyone. But a real one that made her cheeks ache and her eyes sparkle. I know Marshall certainly never made her feel as Ryan and I did. Otherwise, there’s no way he would have called her difficult to please. That girl came so many times I couldn’t keep count. She sounded even sweeter than she did that night I listened to her masturbating. Whatever that prick was on about just showed she is better off without him. She was so frustrated I know she didn’t feel the release she needed until she came a few times.

When I heard what he was saying to her, I wanted to kill him. I tried to reach the front door a few times, but Ryan kept holding me back. I couldn’t see that he had hold of her until she said he was hurting her. There was no holding me back then. If I hadn’t gotten to him first, Ryan would have. There is nothing neither of us wouldn’t do for that woman upstairs.

“Hey, how’s it going?”

I look away from the coffee machine in time to watch Travis drop a couple of large bags by the back door.

“You got everything?” I ask, nodding towards his stuff. I notice he’s changed clothes and showered, too.

“Yeah, got you guys some extras as well. I have a feeling we will be staying a little longer than planned.” Travis walks over to me, and I move away from the machine to let him make his own drink. No one can ever make it right for him. We learned a long time ago to let him do it himself.

“Everything okay whilst I was gone?” he asks, filling his mug.

“Apart from that prick, Marshall, turning up.”

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