Page 16 of Stitches

“Fuck her with me,” I said softly. “You know you want to.”

He blinked at me before looking over to her, his Adam’s apple bobbing. The want for her flashed across his face.

I shoved into her again. “You didn’t fuck her tonight. Not yet anyway. Take her with me, brother. You know you want to bury your cock in this pretty, pink pussy. Even sleeping, her pussy weeps for cock. You hear that?” I pulled out and pushed back into her, letting him hear the wet noises fucking her brought. “She wouldn’t tell me no awake, so I know she wouldn’t say no to me now. Not that it would fucking matter. She belongs to me, so I’ll fuck her whenever I want.” I thrust into her again, allowing my eyes to roll back at how her cunt hugged my cock in a tight embrace.

“It’s not right,” Ashes mumbled, but he slid closer, his eyes betraying his mouth.

“She fucks us both already. Would she tell us no?”

His brows crinkled. He looked from me to her face, his morality silently warring it out within him. I stilled, waiting for his decision.

Several silent beats passed before he leaned in and brushed his lips against hers, his body trembling.

“There you go,” I murmured, going back to sliding in and out of her. “Touch her.”

Tentatively, he reached out and cradled her face. I’d have rolled my eyes if I hadn’t been having the time of my life. I watched him kiss her again, this time deepening it.

I fucked her a little faster, the bed squeaking beneath us.

“Heaven, baby,” Ashes whispered. “Wake, my love. Please wake up. I want you to be awake for me.”

I let out a snarl and fucked her harder, irritated he was trying to wake her on me.

He continued to beg her softly as I jostled her body, racing to finish before she woke. I knew once she opened her eyes, I’d punish her for it. That was just how I was.

Frustrated, he looked back at me. I knew he was mad I was doing this, but he shouldn’t have pushed me out earlier. No one fucking pushed me away from what I wanted.

I grinned at him and railed into her so hard that a tiny whimper left her lips that had me going all sorts of crazy.

Ashes shifted, slowing me to a stop. He got up and moved her to a sitting position. I had to vacate her warm pussy and the irritation raced through my body while I watched him slide behind her and hold her back to his front, her small body positioned between his legs.

“Now you can,” he said gruffly. “I want to hold her since you won’t stop.”

That worked for me.

I reached out and unbuttoned the top of her nightgown and let her breasts spill out before I pushed back inside her, groaning softly as Ashes held her sleeping form.

“Fucking touch her,” I rasped. “Squeeze her tits for me.”

He hesitated for a moment before he reached his hands upward and cradled her breasts for me, his lips at her ear, whispering shit to her.

“I love you,” he said softly as her head lolled on his chest. “It’ll be over soon. It’s OK, heaven. I’m here, baby. Holding you. You’re safe. It’s OK. It’s just me and Dante.”

Her pussy tightened around my cock, and her body trembled for a moment before she came all over me, wetting everything from my groin to the sheets.

I loved the way she came. So hard and fast. So fucking wet.

I snapped my hips forward and let out a groan before I pulled out and blew my load all over her pussy, my head thrown back and her name on my lips.

With my chest heaving, I looked down at the mess I’d made before I reached out and rubbed it into her skin. She let out a final soft whimper as Ashes pressed a kiss to her temple again.

Carefully, I got off the bed and put my pajama bottoms back on, not nearly as sated as I wanted to be, but I was doing a hell of a lot better than I was. It would keep me sane for a few more hours.

“I don’t like that you did this,” Ashes said softly, her still in his arms.

“I don’t like that you didn’t.”

He sighed. “Man, what if she didn’t want it? She’s out cold—”

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