Page 16 of Dripping Pearls

"No," I growl.

He meets my gaze.

"When you slip inside for the first time, it'll be my hand that guides you home," I growl, holding his gaze. "We're taking her cherry together."

"Fuck," he breathes, his entire body bowing from the bed. Desire blazes in his eyes hot enough to burn. "Then do it, Brax. Fuck, put your hand on my cock and do it."

I reach for him.

Cum spills across my knuckles as I wrap my hand around his shaft. Her juices drip onto my fingers. They make a mess of my hand in a moment of utter perfection. Lola melts against my chest. Liam doesn't take his eyes off my face. The entire world shrinks to this moment, to this bed. To the three of us.

I stroke his cock, trailing my fingertips across his balls.

"Goddamn, Brax," he bellows, fists pounding the bed. "Goddamn."

Yeah, he likes it. Fuck, does he ever.

I chuckle and guide his cock to Lola's tight little fuckhole with one hand. I play with her clit with the other. She cries out, so tangled up in bliss she's practically levitating above his cock.

"Lower yourself down slowly, lamb," I order. "Sit on his cock."

She slowly sinks down, notching his cock at her entrance. And then she sinks lower. I grip his cock in my hand as she sinks onto him, taking him inside. I keep up the pressure on her clit, rubbing it in circles. The head of his cock pops inside.

"Ah, fuck," he groans. "She's so goddamn tight, Brax."

"Don't you dare come until she does," I growl, squeezing his shaft.

She slips down another inch, sobbing in ecstasy. "Oh," she moans. "He's so big, Braxton. So big." She writhes against my chest, writhes on his cock. "I'm so full."

"Not yet, lamb." I kiss her temple and then the side of her throat. "You'll be full the first time we're both inside you. Keep going. Take all of him."

I know the moment her hymen tears around his cock. She gasps in shock. Liam roars a curse. She slips down his cock another inch, her cunt meeting my fingers where they're wrapped around his shaft.

"Breathe, lamb," I murmur, pressing my lips to the side of her throat again. "Breathe."

"I'm okay," she says. I know she means it. She's already relaxing, already taking more of him. She adjusts her hands on his chest and lifts up before sinking back down until my fingers get in her way again. A soft moan floats from her.

Liam echoes it.

"More," she gasps. "Please, more."

I peel my hand off his cock, giving her what she wants. She sinks down on him, taking him all the way to the hilt. They both cry out in shocked delight. Lola trembles, shaking in bliss. Jesus, she's a horny little thing, so eager, so damn beautiful.

Liam's in heaven beneath her. He's trying like hell to keep from grabbing her around the waist and pounding into her until they're both satisfied. The desire to do exactly that has every muscle in his body locked up tight. But he fights that base instinct.

"Please, Braxton," she pleads. "Please, I need you too."

"Fuck," I growl, torn between the desire to give her exactly what she wants and the need to take it slow her first time.

"Please," she pleads. "I belong to both of you. Ineedboth of you."

"She can take it, Brax," Liam groans. "Trust her."

He's right. I know he is. She was made to take the two of us. I'm not protecting her right now. I'm hurting her by not trusting that she's strong enough for the two of us. And that's unacceptable to me. I was made to love this beautiful girl and this hotheaded man. Now, it's time to let myself love them.

"Please," Lola whispers again.

"You never have to beg for anything," I murmur, turning her face toward mine to press my lips to hers in a hot kiss. "Not ever, lamb."

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