Page 57 of Entombed In Sin

A shiver of excitement rushes through me. Fuck it, why can’t I be greedy for once? This moment, thispunishment, is mine and I’ll do what I want. Right now, my body is back to burning with the desire to be filled by that pierced dick jutting out in front of me. I’m not going to deny it anymore.

“Will you help me?” I ask Thatcher.

He smiles then. It’s fierce, nearly feral, giving him a menacing look. I’m both scared and enamored by it—which seems to be a theme when it comes with my feelings revolving around Thatcher.

“Of course I’ll help you take off your dress, Little Sister,” he murmurs. Reaching up, he pulls the zipper the rest of the way down then helps me pull it up over my head.

My bra falls to the floor next. I’m aware of Sagan’s and Thatcher’s gazes as my nipples pucker. I could blame the cool air, but it would be a lie. I hold Knox's glossy gaze as I bend over him. His whole chest rumbles as I get on all fours. My breasts dangle just under his chin and his lips move again.

“Oh, Little Sister,” Thatcher groans beside me. His hand comes up to cup my mound. I flinch at his unexpected touch. I melt into it though as the heat and possessiveness overpower my surprise. “You’re dripping into the palm of my hand. Here, Knox, let me show you what you do to my sister.”

His hand comes away, and suddenly Knox lets out a vicious, desperate sounding snarl, the corner of his upper lip curling upward to let the sound free.

“Feel how warm and delicious her pussy could be?” Thatcher taunts.

I look down between my legs and find Thatcher sliding his hand up and down Knox’s erection, my arousal glistening as his hand moves.

“Sit up, Little Viper,” Sagan snaps suddenly. I look up to find him staring at my face, his own etched with tight lines. “You can’t pull your tits out and not expect either our hands or our cum all over them.”

Giggling, I do as I’m told.

“Knox, do you see those tits?” Sagan asks, jerking Knox’s head up off the table to look at them properly. “They’re fucking magical.”

Knox manages to growl something but it's incoherent.

“My sentiments exactly,” Sagan says as if he understood the gibberish. He pulls his hand away to let Knox’s head drop. It hits the table with a thud, and Knox lets out a disgruntled huff.

Thatcher moves, climbing up onto the table with me. He straddles Knox’s legs behind me then leans forward to grab my left breast with a biting grip. I gasp as he starts to knead me.

“Oh, Little Sister, I see what’s wrong and why you’re not having the time of your life with your very fine looking doll,” Thatcher murmurs, his breath trailing down my neck. “It’s because you’re not playing with all its best features.”

His other hand lands on my hip but it doesn’t stay there. It slides forward and dips between my legs.

“Yes!” I moan, throwing my head back as his fingers circle my swollen, throbbing clit then slide through my wet slit. My entire body shivers hard. Thatcher teases me like this a little longer before his hand moves again. My eyes roll into the back of my head as his fingers dip into my pussy. The wet, sloshing noise his fingers make as they enter me should be embarrassing but I can’t find it in me to care who hears how turned on I am. My hips jerk under his touch, and I whimper as his thumb continues to caress my clit.

“Oh, Sagan, brother, you should feel how hot and slick our sister is,” Thatcher groans. His bare chest presses up against mine. When did he lose his shirt? “This is what it must feel like to dip your fingers into Pandora’s Box.”

Through a heavy-lidded gaze, I stare at Sagan. His mouth presses into a hard line as his eyes lazily drag over my body. He looks completely unaffected, but I know better. I’m beginning to know the twins well enough to tell when they’re not quite as indifferent as they appear. For one, his chest isn’t moving at all. Then there are the veins in his hands he slowly curls into loose fists. They bulge beneath his skin as he forces himself to hold still.

Thatcher's fingers massage my inner walls. I lean back into him, groaning as a heavy tremor rushes through me.

“Knox, how have you had this hot, starving pussy above you this whole time and you just laid there doing nothing?” Thatcher rasps as his hips press against my butt. I can feel the hard length of him through his pants as it rests between us. “Oh wait, that’s right, youcan’tdo anything,”

Both twins laugh darkly at that and I can’t help but giggle with them.

“Let me help the both of you,” Thatcher offers. “Because clearly neither of you know how to play together yet.”

When his hand slips out of my body, I whine, “Thatcher!”

He chuckles. “Hold your horses, Little Sister, I’ll have you cumming in no time.”

Both of his hands land back on my hips. Using them, he guides me over Knox and then pulls me down. I fight the downward tug for a second. Knox might be upset about this later… But damn it, I do want some relief now. The tension coiled between my legs, the heavy desperation that seizes my lungs making it hard to breathe, they take precedence.

Forget anyone else—this moment is all mine.

I allow Thatcher to guide me down the rest of the way. I’m not even sure if he noticed my hesitation but if my stepbrother does, he says nothing. The strange piercings that line Knox’s bulbous head shift and roll along my insides. I cry out. The gems give his dick more girth, making the stretch all the more intense as Thatcher pulls me down onto him. But the sting shifts to an intense and delicious massaging as they roll and apply additional pressure against the walls of my pussy. Thatcher doesn't allow me to get used to the feeling. He continues to drag my body down on top of his boyfriend until I’m fully seated. My pussy clutches Knox’s dick like it’s a lifeline. Unable to stop myself, I grind back and forth, desperate for more.

Knox’s hips jerk. It’s just a slight movement, but I notice because he goes just a little deeper inside me. In unison, we bothmoan. His is much louder than all the others he’s let out before and his eyelids flutter. The tendons in his neck pop out and his face flushes red.

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