Page 84 of Things Get Dark

We meet each other for another kiss full of passion and I find myself wondering how we waited so long.

“My turn, Princess. You can help her if you want Amos but I want her ass in the air. Put her face in your lap or in the dirt, either one works for me.”

The fact that he mentioned Amos could hold my face tells me he doesn’t actually want me eating dirt but Mikeal isn’t ready to give in and let me win any part of tonight.

That’s fine. We have plenty of time for that later.

As soon as Amos has moved off of me, Mikeal releases my leg in the trap and flips me to my stomach. He wastes no time lifting my hips and inserting himself from behind.

My head is gently lifted into Amos’s lap and I love that somehow they’ve both been part of each other’s experience.

Mikeal doesn’t take it easy on me. He’s rough, grabbing my hands and pulling them behind my back. He wants full control of my body but we both know he’s only getting it because I’m allowing it.

I could say stop right now and every action would cease. The way each of them has made me feel the pleasure of the moment instead of taking it for themselves tells me that it’s supposed to mean as much to me as it does for them.

I’m not going to though. This is the best night of my life. I feel like this was how it was meant to be. How it should always be.

“Such a sloppy cunt. Filled up by my brother and waiting to take my cum,” he grunts out.

His words should repulse me but I like it.

“Take that dick, Princess. Let me fill you up too.”

I moan, my cheek pressed against Amos’s thigh, heightening the pleasure of the moment.

“Give it to me, Mikeal. Fill me up. Complete me. Make me yours.”

His grip on my wrists tightens to the point of pain. One of his hands lets go to slap my ass and I bite down on Amos’s thigh to avoid screaming.

Amos doesn’t mind, instead he begins running his fingers through my hair, trying to offer me comfort.

The contrast from before ignites something deep within me and I know that tonight is just the very beginning.

I love them. They love me. They own me. We were inevitable.

And I like it.

I let go, letting another orgasm crash over me.

Mikeal thrusts into me a few more times before shouting out with his own release.

I’m completely spent. Exhausted by the activities and the drop in adrenaline.

Somehow, I’m covered up before I’m lifted into strong arms. Two sets of lips are kissing each side of my head as I drift in and out of consciousness.

“What now, brother?”

“Whatever the fuck we want. She’s ours. Both of ours. No one is going to stop it now.”

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