There’s a beat of silence before she whispers a quietyes.
“You’ve gotta say it louder or they won’t believe it.”
“Yes!”
I stare at Celia’s glistening pussy, my cum coating her lips and clit.
Yeah, that’s mine, too.
I glance at each of my brothers and notice that not only are they all staring at her wet pussy, but all three of them are suddenly rock hard, their dicks tenting their pants. I take another hit of my blunt, my own cock twitching back to life. “We can’t all fuck her at once.”
Rebel smirks. “Can’t we?”
“Rebel!” Celia throws her arm down to glare at him. “You most certainlycan not!” She closes her thighs and pushes up onto her elbows. Once she sees how hard everyone is, she can’t stop staring at our crotches. “Listen, I know this is a little unorthodox?—”
One of my brothers snorts out loud.
She glares at the culprit. “—but I really do want…” She bites her lip. “All of you. Maybe we can take turns.”
Rage falls to his knees and grabs both of hers, slowly prying them open. “No.”
No?
I tilt my head to the side as he caresses her creamy thighs. Rage always thinks that he’s in charge, but if Celia is the one we all want… wouldn’t that make her the boss?
What’s the saying—wearing the pants?
I rub my eyes and pass the blunt to Rebel. He would understand it, I think, but from where I’m standing, Celia is the only one of us naked right now. She has no pants.
At the moment.
Rage cups Celia’s pussy and pushes his fingers inside, then he gathers what cum remains around her lips and pushesthatinside, too. She whimpers, her face burning and chest heaving. “Wh-what are you doing?”
He exhales slowly, tearing his eyes away from her cunt to study her face. “Weare going to get you pregnant, mama. If that means that Thanatos is a part of this… if youreallywant him, too…” Gently, he removes his fingers and holds them up to her lips. “Who am I to say no?” He pushes his fingers inside of her mouth, coating her tongue in my cum and hers. “Lick me clean, love. Good.” He swallows at the same time she does, then pulls his hand back and grabs her thigh. “I’m not thrilled about sharing you with another man. I’m not going to lie about that.” With his other hand, he undoes his belt, freeing his cock and stroking it hard, a muscle in his jaw jumping. “But I promised that I would do anything to give you the life you want, so I will.” His breathing grows harsh. “Are you ready for it, mama?” Tipping his head back, he groans. “Because I’m ready.”
She glances up at me, then at the procession of men standing—and kneeling—before her. Biting her lip, she sits up and crawls on her knees to Rage, straddling his thick thighs before slowly,very slowly, lowering her pussy over his cock. He groans deeply as he bottoms out, grabbing the back of her head and slamming her lips over his. She cries out, the sound lost to Rage’s growls as he punches his hips up to meet hers.
I know that her pussy is sore. Her body, too, if the rope burns criss-crossing her skin mean anything. I lick my lips, ignoring the swell of my cock to enjoy the view for what it is.
A perfect moment.
The beginning of the end.
Till death do us part, krosotka.
Chapter20
Celia
My body achesin ways that I never thought possible, and inplacesthat I never knew existed. Not only are my upper arms sore right where they meet my armpit, but myassis sore, my skin stinging from what little time Ruin and I spent hanging in the net.
I guess being naked can cause more problems than I thought.
Butthis—the hot pulse of Rage’s thick cock filling me up with his cum—this isn’t a problem.
It’s a miracle.
I’m amazed that we ever made it this far without him tying me down and forcing himself into my body to knock me up in a self-proclaimed act of love. He cradles the back of my head and stares into my eyes, breathing hard as he lays me down on the mat and lifts my legs into the air to tilt my hips back, ensuring that as little of his seed escapes as possible. His brothers watch, all three of them entranced by the sight of my swollen, cock-abused pussy.