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And I coveted it.
“Mmm, you smell so good,” she whispered against his mouth. “It might be my favorite scent.”
The chat continued flying across the screen. People complaining they couldn’t hear. Others begging them to get the show going. And then, one lone sad man telling Merri she didn’t need to be with Sin for money.
What a judgmental prick.
With a smirk, Sin started walking Merri backward toward the bed, his finger hooked beneath the strap of her red nightie. The fabric floated to the floor, but he stood in front of her, offering us nothing but a tease of her bare hips. Fuck, she wasn’t wearing any panties.
The chat was visible in my periphery, moving at a rapid pace as people interacted. I didn’t pay it much mind. I was too busy watching as Sin shoved her back until she had no choice but to fall onto the bed. Then, with a quick look at the camera, he winked and dropped to his knees, showing us everything Merri had on display.
A soft groan escaped me at the sight of her glistening folds. My cock ached, begging me for relief. I knew it was a futilewish, but part of me hoped Merri could feel what she was doing to me. That she would be able to differentiate my lust from the thousands of others falling in love with her right now.
The memory of what her perfect cunt smelled like was a phantom that teased and taunted me as Sin’s head blocked my view. I wanted nothing more than for him to get the fuck out of my way and let me see her open and wet, all swollen with desire. Until she arched her back and cried out for all of us to hear. Sin had closed the gap between them, and though I couldn’t see what exactly he was doing, it was evident he was doing it well.
Slender fingers threaded in his hair, tangling in the strands just before she pulled him in closer. Her painted toes curled as Sin groaned against her, and she cried out his name. Curse the gods, I wanted to hear my name from her, not his.
From the flurry of activity on the chat feed, others felt the same. One comment in particular jumped out at me.
1N3V1T@BL3: Hard to be a brat when you’re being such a good girl and moaning so sweetly for us.
Glad to see I wasn’t the only one of my brothers so affected by her. Not that it was news at this point. Just a nice reminder that I wasn’t suffering alone. My cock gave a throb, as though reminding me it was still there, still waiting for some friction.
Usually this was the point where I stubbornly refused to give in to my desire. But I was done with that. Not only was it futile, but the whole point of this exercise was to give Merri what she needed. And I was done denying her anything.
Reaching down, I palmed my cock and rocked my hips upward in a few shallow thrusts. On instinct, I hissed in pleasure, a damp patch already growing on my basketball shorts. Fuck, Sin was a lucky bastard.
“Make her come, Sinclair,” I grumbled. “She needs it.”
Her fingers tightened in his hair, and she whimpered, thighs shaking as a climax began to roll through her. How did I know that? Because I fucking felt it. It was just like the first time she’d come and I burst into Sin’s room, wondering what the hell had happened to me. We were rooms apart, but her energy still swept over me like a wave, starting at my feet and building as it moved up my body.
“Fuuuuck,” I groaned, long and loud. I didn’t care who heard me.
She continued her desperate whines as Sin ate her like a starving man, and I barely had time to pull my cock free of the confines of my shorts before my own orgasm stole my ability to breathe or think. My body was awash with conflicting sensations, warm and blissful while somehow being almost painful at the same time.
My eyes rolled back in my head, and everything went dark as euphoria pulsed through me. Hot jets of cum landed on my stomach, but my hand continued to shuttle along my length as the orgasm swelled and continued far longer than I was used to. That was the power of Merri. She took us all with her when she fell, and we went like sailors called by a siren.
Little aftershocks of pleasure continued to ripple through me as my brain switched back on, and the world around me came into focus once more.
The first thing I noticed was that the camera angle had changed. It was zoomed in now, and Sin was no longer on his knees.
He stood over her, rigid cock in his hand. “Spread your legs wide, sweetness. Show them what I did to you.”
Merri did as she was told, and the comments in the chat became nothing more than a blur. Her pussy wasn’t just glistening. It was so wet she dripped for us. A damp trail downthe bedspread betrayed exactly how much she’d enjoyed the orgasm Sin had given her. Fuck me. Our girl squirted.
“Sin?” she asked, one finger running a slow circle around her clit.
“Yeah, baby?”
“I need more.”
Even though the words were for him, it was like she’d whispered them directly to me. My cock was immediately hard again, ready to go like I hadn’t just spilled all over myself less than a minute ago.
“Fuck,” I muttered, feeling more than a little out of control of my own body as my balls gave an insistent throb.
“More?”
“Please.”
