Page 75 of Sire
The firelight outside our tent is slowly dying out, but it’s enough to see her face and the lust in her eyes.
“I want to make you come, too,” she insists, tugging down my boxer briefs, my cock springing free. She wraps her fist around it, making me grunt. My tip drips when she turns to Nash and Jace, three feet away, and says, “And they can come with us if they want.”
“Fuck,” Jace sighs. He knows who the real threat is. “Brother, don’t offer her if you don’t mean it.”
“Oh, I mean it. You can watch her.” I unbutton Wren’s soft top. “She’s fucking beautiful when she comes. Her gorgeous eyes roll back. Her little nipples get so hard. Her pretty pussy gets so pink, it drips and?—”
“Goddamn,” Nash huffs, tossing his sleeping bag open. He’s already fisting his thick cock under his boxers.
“Oh, Angel.” I pull her shirt open, revealing her excited nipples. “Look, you’re tempting Nash.”
Wren glances over. Her hand squeezes my hard cock even tighter when she sees Nash, wedging his boxers down, exposing his soaring dick to her. “Oh my God,” she sighs. “He’s so hard.”
“Fuck, so am I.” Jace sounds like he’s in pain.
Wren stares up at me, her gaze flooded with desire. I’ve been training and torturing her for a month. She can read the permission in my eyes, how I want this for her. I’m testing her.
She’s not shy, tempting my brothers, “Both of you, watch my pastor make me come like a dirty girl, while I make your dicks come, too.”
“Yes, my angel,” I growl, kissing her mouth and finding her tongue.
It flips that switch inside me, and there’s no going back. I cross over into my darkest desires, and I don’t give a damn for decency, restraint, or shame. I have none.Wehave none.
“Spread your legs, Angel,” I order her. “Open wide so your kings can see that pretty, virgin pussy that belongs to me.”
That’s their sign. We’ve shared too much in the past. Jace and Nash know to kneel, side by side, on the other side of Wren. They rip their boxers down to their thighs, while I kick free of mine.
I’m naked and kneeling on the other side of my breathtaking future bride, who spreads her legs for my brothers to see what belongs to me.
“Just let them stare, Angel,” I demand. “Let them see how wet you get waiting for me to breed you. Aren’t you?” I pinch her nipple. “You’re so ready and waiting to take this hard cock and my cum?”
“Yes, Pastor, I’m all yours to fuck, to breed,” she tempts me. She drives me insane with our taboo role play, because it’s not.
Iamher pastor, and this is my pussy to fill.
I press my swollen tip to her lips. I’ve taught her so well. She licks up my early drops. Fuck, I love it how she does it like my dick’s a lollipop, and she’s a naughty girl for my candy.
A hot shiver shoots down my spine, right to my groin, while I demand, “Spread your lips, Angel. Show my brothers how hard your clit gets for me.”
Wren moans, holding her cunt open, her tongue hungrily lapping at my crown.
“Damn,” Jace groans, staring at Wren, exposing her pussy to them while he slowly pumps his fist over his meaty length. “Fuck, man. You’re so lucky. She’s so beautiful. So pink and wet for you.”
Wren moans at his praise, so I lightly tug at her nipples, thrilling her even more while I taunt Nash, “What do you think of my hot, future wife, brother? Do you see why I’ve lost my mind and heart to her?”
Nash cups his balls, pulling on them while milking his tip. I’ve watched him jerk off so many times, from juvie to kink clubs, I know when he likes what he sees.
“I’ll fucking kill anyone else who touches her,” he vows. “She’s ours.”
“But, please, touchme.” Wren writhes, urgently lifting her hips while my cock bobs heavy over her hungry mouth.
“You want me to touch you, Angel?” I press my index and middle fingers to her lips, and she obeys. It gets me off how I’m the first to please Wren, to train her. Eagerly, she sucks my fingers until they’re coated in her spit.
Lightly, I circle my slick fingertips over her clit, and she shudders, her lips gasping under my swollen tip.
“Suck my cock, Angel. That’s it. Wrap that hand around it and suck me off while my brothers watch me play with your pretty clit.”
As I circle her hard, wet nub, her choked moans don’t stop. I know my brothers in the other tent can hear her, too, and that only arouses me more, my desires getting dirtier. I want the whole world to know, see, hear, smell, and bear witness to how Wren is mine.
