Page 81 of Wreckage

Troy’s hand slid between my legs, and I let out a soft gasp. Gently, he stroked up and down my slit, teasing me. Adrian shifted me so I was on my back again. Immediately, Troy returned his hand to my pussy, his fingers lazily gathering my wetness which rapidly accumulated.

With Adrian’s lips leaving fire on my skin with every kiss, I was beside myself with so many new feelings I wasn’t sure how to navigate them. Troy shifted down my body before he gently adjusted my tender ankle.

“Spread your legs for me, little dancer. I need my fill,” he husked out. I moaned softly and parted my legs for him. He wasted no time diving in, his tongue lashing at my clit with such skill and expertise, my eyes rolled back.

“Does that feel good, butterfly?” Adrian asked as he kneaded a breast, his lips at my ear.

“Y-Yes.”

“Mm, baby. Tell Troy you like him eating your pretty pink pussy.”

I moaned, letting my fingers tangle in Troy’s thick, dark hair. A grunt rumbled against my pussy as he worked harder to bring me to peak.

“I like you eating my pussy, Troy,” I called out in a shaky voice. “Please…”

“What do you need him to do?” Adrian crooned in my ear. “Do you want him to make you come?”

“Y-Yes. Please. Yes,” I whimpered out.

“Tell him, Elena. Tell him what you want.”

“Troy, please. I want to come.”

“My fucking pleasure,” Troy said from between my legs.

I arched my body as he set to work, my eyes rolling back in my head, my chest pushed upward.

Undoubtedly, both brothers knew precisely how to get me off.

I cried out, coming so hard I saw stars. Both Adrian and Troy let out sounds of satisfaction as Troy finished me.

Breathing hard, I stared at the ceiling, hating myself for missing out for so long.

Troy crawled up my body, his lips meeting mine finally.

“You taste like heaven,” he murmured against my lips. “I’m going to eat your pussy every fucking day for the rest of my life.”

I shivered against his words as Adrian let out a soft chuckle.

We were quiet for a moment. The brothers gently touched me, their fingers lightly skimming my sensitive skin.

“Elena?” Troy asked softly.

“Yeah?”

“We want to be your first.”

I looked over at him. “Sex?”

He nodded, his green eyes filled with sincerity. “Will you let us?”

I nodded, my throat tight. He let out a soft sigh of happiness.

“H-How?” I asked, licking my lips.

He smirked at me. “Well, babe, we put our dicks inside you and make you scream out for god.”

My cheeks heated at his crude words.

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