Page 36 of Their Best Friends' Bratty Little Sister

She grew accustomed to his rhythm and pooled her attention on when he would slip out then back in again.

But then he withdrew completely and Lawson took his place and she had to start all over again until she learned his rhythm.

They swapped places, the intervals getting shorter and shorter until she felt both heads at her entrance.

Forcing her to balance on one hand, Cameron took her other and wrapped it around his cock.

She started to squeeze blindly as Rowan and Lawson started to make their way into her simultaneously.

Her clutch on Cameron grew tighter and fiercer with every inch that Rowan slipped inside her.

Her tears fell onto Cameron’s cock and the sensual growl he gave before he wiped it off then made her lick his finger, had her pussy pulsing anew.

“I can’t,” she cried when she was certain her asshole couldn’t take anymore. That she was going to be split apart.

“You can, because you’re ours,” Cameron said gently.

Gritting her teeth, panting hard, and squeezing Cameron’s cock with such force she wondered how he hadn’t slapped her hand away yet, Sienna relaxed the muscles in her pussy and her ass.

She could do this. Because she was theirs.

Her careening cry shattered around her. She whimpered and gasped. She begged and pleaded for unknown things until finally both Rowan and Lawson had penetrated her asshole and laid side by side inside her.

She didn’t dare to draw a breath, certain the slightest movement would break the tenuous hold she had on her body and her sanity.

Cameron unwrapped her fingers from his cock. She didn’t want to release him but he forced her to. He slid in underneath her, his cock now lined up with her pussy, his piercings against her clit threatened her resolve to remain still.

She watched him as he gripped his shaft and entered her pussy.

She was already filled too much. There was no room for him to move, but Cameron took control and lowered her onto his thickness.

She scrunched her eyes shut, listened to them as they told her to relax, to accept them.

To accept herself.

Those two words were what opened her eyes.

“Accept yourself,” Cameron said.

It went deeper than her body accepting what she wanted, which was all three of their cocks inside her.

She had to accept herself to be free.

Rowan and Lawson whispered those words to her too.

She fully understood what they were asking of her.

An ocean of sadness engulfed her. But how could she? Forgiving herself seemed like a selfish thing to do. As if she were shirking her responsibility to carry the burden. Forgiving herself meant she could live. Find a semblance of happiness and be okay.

Was it time she did that?

Accept herself again?

But then they started to move, giving her no reprieve. No room to doubt herself, forcing her to let herself in, the same way she was letting them in.

They possessed her as if her body were meant for them and soon her brain caught on and changed the pain and sorrow to pleasure and hope.

She started to move herself, wanting to meet them halfway. She relished their growls as she tightened her walls around them.

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