Page 150 of Serpentine

“I’ll fuck you both harder,” Brax growls, thrusting into Miles and pumping into me.

I break first, shouting to the ceiling with each pulse of release.

Before I know it, Braxton pulls out of Miles and paints my back with his cum right as Miles lets go of his orgasm and fills my pussy with hot cum.

“Goddamnit, Aella, fuck!” Miles says, lifting off the bed and fucking me from below harder.

As soon as Brax moves back, Miles grips my hips harder, flipping me and fucking into me harder than he ever has. His lips crash to mine, our tongues fighting for primal dominance.

I know when Brax slides back into Miles because he breaks our kiss and growls.

This is how it will always be with the three of us. We’ll come together like a fucking tornado, hitting land before we simmer and exist peacefully. Only to do it repeatedly. Such is our bond.

As the moon rises higher in the sky and the symphony of our passionate cries fills the air, I am enveloped in a sense of certainty. The dimly lit room casts a seductive glow, highlighting the curves of our bodies as we move together in perfect harmony. The scent of desire lingers in the air, mingling with the warmth of our entangled limbs. At this moment, amidst the crescendo of our shared pleasure, I know that I am exactly where I am meant to be, surrounded by the ones I am destined to be with.

As Braxton snores behind me, I lay on Miles’s chest as he rubs my back.

“How do you feel?” I ask.

His fingers pause momentarily before resuming their circles. “What do you mean, princess?”

I swallow. “Now that you’re out and you two are more open with your feelings, how do you feel?”

“Thankful,” he answers without thinking.

I narrow a brow as I take him in.

“Thankful to you. I don’t think, had we not met you, this never would’ve happened. You are the factor that binds us, that brings us together. Though we love one another outside of you, you are needed for this to work.”

It warms my soul.

“You mean, had he not stolen me? It never would’ve happened?” I joke, trying to make the moment lighten some.

“Mhm.” He squeezes my hip, and an itch starts between my thighs. Even though it has no right to after hours of fucking and four orgasms. “How do you feel, princess? You were stolen, and we never took you back. Do you feel you only love us because you’re our hostage?”

I roll my eyes, wrapping a leg over his body, seeking warmth and comfort. “Fuck no. I think my life has lacked something all along. You two fill that void.”

Brax shifts behind us. “We fill your voids, alright.”

I laugh despite myself. “Not what I meant, and you know it.”

He throws an arm over me, cupping my pussy and causing me to go breathless. “We love you, too, Bambi. We’ll never give you up. But for fuck’s sake, go to bed. A man needs his sleep to regulate.”

Miles and I giggle, but both grow silent afterward.

As Brax snores again, we hold one another’s eyes for the longest time. He leans in, promising a kiss in his aura.

My breathing grows heavy at the threat of caress.

Our lips come together, and the world disintegrates around us. He kisses me as if to convey every word his heart and soul can’t muster.

I cup his face, deepening the connection as his tongue finds mine.

Braxton’s hand over my core tightens, and I open my thighs and moan into Miles’s mouth.

“Fine,” Brax says, his fingers finding me wet and ready, needy, “one more, but that’s it. I swear if you two do not behave, you’ll have to sleep elsewhere tonight.”

I open my mouth to tell him we will go to sleep, that he doesn’t have to do anything more, but Miles shakes his head, leaning in and whispering in my ear, “Let my brother make you come, Princess. Let me watch.”

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