Page 60 of The Broken Queen
I ran up the stairs after her and placed my palm up, stopping her door from slamming. “You will be.”
“I was just trying to get under your skin,” she admitted while backing up toward the bed.
“News flash,mi reina,you’ve been under my skin since we were kids. Since you first brought me a jar of warmed dirt. Since you helped me grow things, and you weren’t afraid that I seemed to ruin them. Since your freckles made me smile.” I continued walking toward her.
Her eyes watered as I drew closer, but then she glanced away like these words hurt her.
“But tonight, you didn’t try to get under my skin. You tried to get out from under it, and I won’t allow that.” I tugged her hair back with one hand and gripped her by the throat with the other, before slamming my mouth to hers.
Our teeth and tongues clashed together in an angry wave of passion. I continued to pull her hair, while her nails angrily traced my skin and clung to my neck. We moved backward when I finally released her and spun her around. Pushing her face down, I was about to explain what I was going to do to her, but my brother walked into the room.
“What’s going on?”
He was only wearing a pair of boxers, his hair was wet, and his expression was completely blank.
Holding Presley down on the bed, I began pulling her leggings down, revealing the thin strap of a teal thong that slid through her ass. “She came out to the barn and told me she was glad I wasn’t going to fuck her because you were bigger than me anyway.”
Gio smirked. “Iambigger.”
“Regardless...” I returned my focus to Presley. “I think I should remind her exactly how big I am.”
My brother stepped into the room and drew closer to where she was lying face down.
“You want to teach her orally or by using lube?”
Something sparked in my chest. I was worried he’d be against us using her like this, but she was using us. It was all toxic and messy, but it was ours, and at this point, I wasn’t sure we’d ever know anything other than this.
“Both.” I smiled while slapping Presley’s plump, smooth ass. She tried to say something, but Gio moved onto the bed so he was near her head, pulling her tank top off.
“Shhh, it’s okay, Pres.” He smoothed her hair back. “This is going to feel so good. I promise you.”
“I say you remind her how easily you can hit the back of her throat first. That way, while you’re fucking her in the ass, she can take me down her throat,” Gio suggested.
“Get up on all fours, Presley,” I ordered while my brother and I swapped positions.
She did as I said, slowly moving to her hands and knees while glaring at me with that defiant electric gaze. My cock bobbed in front of her face, while my twin brother knelt behind her.
“How do you know I won’t bite you?” She smiled up at me. My breath nearly hitched at the way her dark lashes fluttered, and the freckles across her nose took me back to all the times I had watched her and instantly felt like I was home.
“Because you want to get off. Badly enough that you’re fucking us without actually forgiving us. So open those beautiful lips and wrap them around my cock while I fuck the back of your throat.”
Right as she leaned over the head of my cock and opened her mouth, my brother spread her cheeks open and began licking through her crack. She let out a sultry moan while slowly taking all of me in.
Dragging pieces of her hair into my fist, I began directing her rhythm while she began pulling back and swirling her tongue over the head of my erection. Each time she lowered herself and began choking, and her eyes began to water, I smiled.
“Doesn’t really feel like I’m that much smaller now,mi reina,does it?”
She moaned again, but she was a mess. Spit had smeared around her mouth and dripped down her chin, all while her eyes remained on me. In and out, I slid through her mouth and hit the back of her throat. Gagging sounds filled the room, while Gio continued to lick and suck through her cunt from his position. She seemed to be handling it well until my brother decided to line his cock up with her and then glanced up at me.
“Let me have her hair.”
Releasing her strands, he gathered them up in his fist and then slid inside her in one harsh push.
She released me with a muffled scream, only to reclaim my cock seconds later.
Gio began pumping in and out of her while holding her hip with one hand and her hair with his other. “Still so fucking tight, Elvis.”
My orgasm had started to build as she hollowed out her cheeks and began sucking harder than before. I knew my brother was close by the way his hips began slamming against her in rapid strokes. His praises and groans increased as well, and then she released me, only to lower her mouth to my ball sack, where she engulfed my balls in her mouth and moaned.
