Page 57 of Until I Break

I pull him closer as we kiss, and he groans when I rub his cock from outside his jeans. “Be careful what you start, Cass,” Oscar mutters into my lips.

“Show me,” I pant. “Show me what I do to you.”

Oscar leans back and frees his cock, and he is bigger than both Collin and Gunner. He is also pierced, and I want it. I want all of it. He cups my cheek again as he fists his cock and starts stroking himself.

“You want it, don’t you?” Gunner groans.

“So much,” I moan. “Goddamn it, what the fuck is wrong with me?!”

“Not a single fucking thing,” Oscar grunts. “You are fucking perfect, Cassidy.”

I am moaning as I look up at Oscar. He has moved his hand to grip onto my throat, and my eyes roll back when he squeezes, cutting off my air. Gunner and Collin are fucking me so hard that my belly aches. Mostly out of instinct, I grab Oscar’s cock and start stroking him fast. I’m trying to talk myself down from swallowing my brother’s cock, but I want it. I want him to fucking wreck me.

“Oh, good god,” Oscar moans and fists my hair when I abruptly drop down and take him to the back of my throat. I suck hard as he starts rocking his hips to fuck my throat. Collin grabs me by the hair and pulls my head back so that Oscar just has to hold my face where he wants it. At this angle, he can force all of himself down my throat, and he is quickening his pace to match the twins.

When my orgasm tears out of me, I hollow my cheeks, making Oscar moan as his pace falters. My body tenses, and I drag them all down with me. I can feel all three cocks inside of me throb before jets of come are forced inside of me. The sweet taste of Oscar’s come is like a drug, and I nearly growl as I suck him dry, forcing every drop from him. I am moved to lie on the bed with my arm draped over my face so I can catch my breath. I assume they are going to let me catch my breath, but I am startled when Oscar shoves my legs apart.

“Oscar!” I gasp. He ignores my surprise and drops down to push his tongue into my pussy. “Oh, my fuck!”

“Nowthatis hot as fuck,” Gunner says. “You like the way he eats your pussy, baby?”

“God, I am going to hell,” I moan.

“I’ll burn for eternity, if only for this once,” Oscar grunts before sucking on my clit. I moan loudly and rock my hips, completely lost to the pleasure. He slides two fingers into me and curls them in, and my entire body tightens as my orgasm crests. It moves through my body slowly, shattering everything I’ve ever known and piecing my reality back together.

When Oscar finally relents, the world goes silent. Gunner and Collin start cleaning me. I feel like the world is suffocating me, and I can’t breathe. “Come here, Cass,” Oscar says softly as he lies beside me and pulls me to his chest. Sobs break free, and emotion pours out of me.

“I’m sorry,” I say between strangled sobs. “I don’t know… I should have… I’m sorry.”

“Shhhh. It’s okay. You’re okay, Cassidy. I promise you’ve done nothing wrong,” Oscar says softly. He lifts my chin, and I try to stop crying, but it causes me to sniffle and hiccup. “I love you, Cassidy. More than a brother should ever love their sister. I have for a long time, and I don’t regret one fucking second of that. You and I have been through so much together, and I’ll be damned if I go through life without getting as close as I can.”

“But I’m… He said… I’m not…”

“Whatever it is he told you, it’s bullshit,” Oscar says.

“He said I was a whore. I am. He was right,” I say tearfully.

“Who cares?” Oscar asks. “You aren’t, but who cares? I don’t. Gunner and Collin don’t. What you do with your body is your own prerogative.”

“This is so fucked,” I complain.

“It is, but do you regret it?”

“No,” I admit with a sniffle, my cheeks filling with a blush.

“Exactly,” he says with a smile. “Cassidy, I know this is a lot all at once. I don’t think any of us really planned it this way. I didn’t even know they were into you to this degree, but we are here now. We move at whatever pace. We adjust or backtrack if we need to, and we choose to be happy, no matter what anyone thinks of it.”

“Okay,” I sigh.

“Do you want this?” he asks.

“I do.”

“Good,” Oscar says, kissing me softly.

“We have a phone for you,” Gunner says. “Just don’t give it out to anyone you don’t need to.”

“Can I have it? I’d like to log into Facebook,” I say. “I made a post in a group to see if I can get more information on Trey. Surely,he’s done this to someone else. I want to help avoid someone else from getting hurt.”

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