Page 38 of The Brothers Bane

“You choose,” she says, bright-eyed with challenge.

I grin. “You have no idea how happy this makes me.”

I reach down and find my third cock below the other two, brushing against her tailbone. I have to pull back and look between us to line it up.

Her pussy and ass clench briefly, then relax and I’m able to push past the tight ring. I shift my gaze back to her face then, to watch while I press my other cocks to her higher opening and slip the tips inside her. She’s biting her lip, her cheeks flushed. Her bare breasts beckon, and with Pan and Chrysaor holding her, that means my hands are free so I can take care of those two luscious orbs too.

I let her want more for just a moment, holding my hips still while I cup both her breasts and thumb her nipples. She arches her back, the muscles of her ass and core clenching, then releasing, seeming to suck me in deeper. The sensation is too enticing to ignore, so I push in a little more.

“No. Fuck me, Cerberus. Don’t wait. I want you to have me however you wish. Don’t hold back. Don’t ask permission. You’ve earned this. I’m only sorry you had to wait as long as you did.”

I shake my head, out of breath despite barely moving. “I haven’t earned you yet, but I will. If what you want is to be treated like a dog treats its mate, that’s what I’ll do. But remember I am yours. You own me, and I will lie prostrate at your feet before I ever do something you don’t wish done to you.”

With a grunt I slam into her, all three cocks buried to the hilt.

“And trust me, the wait was well worth it.”

My entire body rejoices with the way she encompasses me, and her harsh cry followed by a moan is enough for me to know she loves this as much as I do. I slide back out and slam home again, holding her hips while I set a rhythm.

I’ve come once already thanks to Erebus, so I have two more in me. I’m going to make it worth it and give her what she wishes.

“Touch her,” I gruffly command Erebus, who lurks nearly invisible in the shadows as always. I glance at Pan and Chrysaor, whose hungry gazes are fixed on my twin cocks buried in Nemea’s pussy. “Their hands are occupied holding her.”

“Brother, join me.”Erebus signs to Typhon who stands a ways off, looking left out. This human shape he’s chosen is disconcerting because it’s like looking into a golden-tinted mirror at my own reflection.

Where my coloring is dark, Typhon’s conjured human shape is fair, but our facial features are so similar there’s no mistaking we’re kin. I try not to let that distract me, but secretly hope he says no. Even though that makes Erebus my kin also, for some reason it’s less strange to have your uncle suck your cocks than it is to share a woman with your own father.

Asterius is beside Typhon, merely watching, probably expecting to have a turn. Alcides and Campe are leaning against a column of the temple, deep in conversation, but by the scents I caught on the air when I entered, they’ve already had their fill of her today.

Asterius begins to approach, but stops when Typhon doesn’t budge. The big minotaur rests a hand on Typhon’s shoulder. “Seems to me more tongues are warranted here.”

“I’ll wait,” Typhon says. “I am accustomed to watching.” He rests a meaningful look on me, then finds a marble bench flanked by two flowering shrubs to sit upon. He’s used to biding his time too, and I sense some of the bitterness toward his brother is what holds him back.

The rift that’s formed between the Brothers Bane is reflected as a fissure in my own mind, leaving me confused and my loyalties split. But with all three of my cocks buried inside Nemea, I feel whole. I intend to make this last.

Erebus flows into the spot beside me, tendrils of shadow immediately coiling out from all over his body, seeking warm flesh, which they find instantly. They tease up Nemea’s spread thighs, coil around her clit, then still more move higher to coil around her nipples. He is a master at finding erogenous zones this way, not that these are difficult to figure out. He immediately has her moaning and bucking, and I have to tighten my grip on her hips to maintain my own rhythm.

“Do you want some?”he signs to me with a grin.

Before I can answer, I feel Asterius move behind me, his hot breath gusting through my hair and his immense cock hot against my back. It’s all I can do to maintain my pace with Nemea, who is all but oblivious, her entire body undulating from the pleasure of my cocks coupled with Erebus’ dark tentacles.

“I will give him what he wants. It’s been a while, Cerby. Do you think you can still take me?”

“If you prepare me first.”

He drops to his knees, and then his tongue is between my cheeks in a delicious, fat lick that has my ass tingling and ready in no time. I find myself grateful for the pair of solid men on either side of Nemea, because when Asterius presses against my back again, I have no choice but to bend over. I grab hold of Chrysaor’s arm with one hand as I stare into Nemea’s eyes.

“You’re amazing,” she breathes, then bites her lip again as her eyes flutter closed in pleasure. They open when I let out a grunt as Asterius fingers my ass then slides his cock up the cleft between my cheeks.

“He’s big. Will it hurt?”

This close, she merely has to whisper for me to hear her. I shake my head. “I’ve taken his cock enough. My ass will remember.” I glance down at the ground she’s suspended above. “Though next time, I think we could do with some furniture. Maybe a bed?”

Her eyes widen and she gasps, this time in surprise that she didn’t think of that sooner.

“Don’t worry about it now,” I say touching her cheek. But she’s clearly worried enough, because before I can drive deep into her again, the ground softens beneath us, and when I look down, I’m no longer standing on hard stone, but on silken bedsheets.

“Oh, hell yes,” Chrysaor says. He nods at Pan. “Down?”

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