Page 5 of Brother's Beauty

“These sleeping pills she takes are no joke,” I say, lifting her arm and letting it fall to the bed with a soft thud. She doesn’t stir, but she does make a soft moaning sound like she’s having a really good dream. “I bet she’s dreaming of you,” I say, looking up at Landon who has advanced toward the bed, and I realize I’d love to see them together. “Have you touched her yet?” I ask with a devilish grin. Landon can do nothing to hide the way his dick jerks in his sweatpants, and it’s only then that I realize Ethan has rounded the bed and is standing behind me. I feel him grab my hair and yank my head back painfully. It’s such a delicious feeling.

“Are you looking at our brother’s cock, Beauty?” I can hear the playfulness in Ethan’s voice. He knows I’m not looking for any other reason than I want to see Landon split Sophia’s virgin pussy open while she dreams about him doing just that very thing.

“Are you going to fuck her?” I ask Landon, moving up to sit on my knees, giving Ethan easy access to push my panties to the side and slide two of his thick fingers inside my pussy. I moan, my head still tipped back, and I have nowhere to move.

“You two are fucking psychotic,” Landon huffs out the words, pacing around the room, lifting his arm behind his head to rub the back of his neck as if to try to release some of the tension he’s holding there.

“Oh, we’re the creeps, but you were jerking off, fully prepared to come all over your twin sister’s bare stomach,” I taunt Landon, to which he only narrows his eyes because he knows that I’m right. He needs her, and controlling her every waking and sleeping moment isn’t enough anymore. He needs her just like Ethan needed me. The longer he holds off, the more brutal he’ll be to her, and while I’m so fucking into the rough sex Ethan prefers, I don’t know if she’ll be able to handle Landon. Even now, the rage is rippling off of him at an alarming rate, and if he doesn’t do something to ease the tension, I don’t know what will happen to her when he finally snaps.

“The only way you’re going to release that pent-up rage is to fuck her like your life depends on it. Don’t be afraid to hurt her. She’ll learn to like it,” Ethan says, pulling roughly on my hair and forcing me to cry out in pain. Pleasure zings straight to my clit, and my nipples have never been harder.

“Please,” I moan out, trying to rock back against Ethan’s probing fingers.

“Please what, slut?” he grunts out, and I suspect he’s being so mean right now because he wants Landon to understand how completely he owns my body, mind, and soul. “You can be my slut and my beauty all at the same time,” he reminds me, his tone softening just a fraction.

“Please fuck me,” I plead with him, hoping the absolute desperation in the tone of my voice is enough to convince him.

“Tell our dear brother why he should fuck Sophia,” Ethan demands, and I feel his fingers slip from inside my pussy, and I know he’s pushing his sweatpants down. I cry out from the loss of contact, but quickly sober when he spanks my ass hard. “I won’t put my cock anywhere near that tight little pussy of yours unless you do as you're told.”

I look at Landon because I know Ethan isn’t just talk. He wants me so badly right now, but he’d deprive us both if I don’t follow his directions. “She’s feeling it as much as you are, Landon. You won’t let any other guys near her, and yet you aren’t getting her off. She’s probably so tightly wound, and that’s why she’s having the night terrors more frequently.” I’m not a doctor, but it sounds legit.

Landon opens his mouth to protest, but I lean forward and pull Sophia’s panties to the side, exposing her bare pussy to him.

“Get the fuck off of her!” Landon snaps and he’s on the bed, slapping my hand away from her, gripping her thighs so tightly it's like he thinks if he loosens his hold she’ll disappear.

“Have you licked her pussy yet?” I ask him just as Ethan slams inside of me from behind, one of his hands coming up to push my shirt up and grope one of my breasts. “She needs to come, Landon. She won’t even know you did it. Haven't you always wondered what she tastes like?” I taunt Landon in tandem with Ethan’s thrusts.

I expect Landon to give me a growly excuse and tell me to stop talking about his twin, but he folds much more quickly than I anticipated. He lets out a groan that sounds like the wordfuck,and he’s down off the bed and falls to his knees and jerks her hips to the edge of the bed. Her panties must have slid back to cover her pussy when he pushed my hand away because he grabs the fabric roughly, pulling it all the way to the side. As soon as I see his head dip and his tongue flick out to push her lips apart, I come hard around Ethan’s cock.

CHAPTER6

ETHAN

Isabella comes hard, her tight pussy gripping my cock as we watch our brother devour his twin’s cunt. I slam inside her harder, fucking more roughly because I feel like I can’t get close enough. I want to fuse her to me in a permanent way. The thought of pulling out of her infuriates me and spurs me on to take her more violently.

Landon has lost his resolve, no longer fighting the urge to claim Sophia. “Make her come,” I tell him, and he doesn’t respond. Instead, he grips her tight with such force that I’m certain that she’s going to wake up. It wouldn’t matter if she did. I’d hold her down for him and let him take his fill of her. She’s destined to be his, and the sooner they both realize that the sooner we can get our family back together the way we’re meant to live.

“Does she taste good, Landon?” Isabella asks, gasping through her laugh meant to playfully taunt him as my hand comes around to grip her throat. I don’t mind her watching them together. It’s hot as fuck, but the possessive side of me does not want her speaking to him while I’m inside her unless I order her to.

“Fuck,” he mumbles, moving his lips away from Sophia’s slick pussy only to press a kiss against her inner thigh. He breathes in deeply, and I know he’s second-guessing himself. I move quickly, flipping Isabella over on her back so her head lands right near Sophia’s hips. I get on the bed, situating myself on my knees so I can line my dick up with Izzy’s pretty little pussy. I push her skirt up, showing him the raw flesh on her thigh. My mark. My claim. He could have this exact thing with Sophia if he’d just take what’s his.

“Don’t get in your head,” I tell him, using my palm to slap him on the back before returning my hand to Isabella’s neck. “She’s yours. Just like Isabella is mine,” I assure him, sinking back inside Isabella’s pussy, savoring the way her tight opening stretches around the girth of my cock. I groan, forgetting about convincing Landon to take Sophia, fully lost in the feel of my sister. I shove her top up and pull the cups of her bra down before dropping my mouth to pull the dusty pink bud between my lips. Isabella moans when my teeth scrape her nipple and lifts her hips up to meet my thrusts. “Convince him.” I give her permission after I let her nipple pop out from between my lips, her breast bouncing with the movement.

“Don’t you want to know what it feels like to split her open? Do you want to see her blood coating your dick? It feels so good when Ethan holds me down and fucks me like I’m nothing more than his plaything. I’m addicted to Ethan’s cock now, even if I was scared at first,” Isabella breathes out, gasping as I fuck her harder, her words encouraging me to piston rougher and faster with each thrust of my hips. “If you don’t take her, someone else will, Landon,” Isabella tries to incite him, and that makes me snap, thinking about the fact that if I hadn’t gotten my head out of my ass when I did and finally held my girl down and fucked my come into her, someone else might have gotten the chance. It’s a done deal. She’s mine, and once I get her back to the cabin, she’ll never be apart from me again. Isabella squeals when I hit a spot particularly deep inside her, lifting her hips up to angle her pussy onto my dick. I’m not going to last much longer, despite the fact that I’ve already filled her with come. She’s too warm, too tight, too perfect just for me.

Isabella’s words must have gotten to Landon because he’s lifting Sophia’s legs, folding them back to her abdomen to give himself better access to her pussy. His muscled arms hold her legs in place, freeing up his hands to slide beneath his shirt she’s sleeping in to grope her tits. He might not seal the deal tonight, but it won’t be long before he’s showing up at the cabin with her. I slam inside my girl as I watch my brother lick and suck on Sophia’s pussy, her hips jerking up in her sleep as he brings her pleasure.

“That’s my girl. Come for your big brother.” As soon as the words leave Landon’s lips, I slap my hand over Izzy’s mouth because I already know she’s going to blurt out, while I’m fucking her, that he’s only older than Sophia by three minutes.

I press myself as deep inside her as I can go, and I feel my sister pulsating around me as her eyes roll back in her head. “Let him have this one,” I tell her, but she’s already forgotten that she wants to torment him into breaking Sophia in half because she’s coming, pussy gripping me like a vise as she spasms around me. It’s more than enough to send me right over the edge with her, my dick jerking as I push inside her two more times and paint her walls with my come.

I collapse on top of her for a moment, enjoying the fleeting convulsions of her grip on my cock. It’s Landon who pulls me out of my euphoria.

“Get the fuck out of here,” he says, and I can hear the panic in his voice that he’s trying to conceal. “Now,” he demands, shoving my shoulder hard before getting up off the bed. His full lips are still glistening with the come he elicited from Sophia’s cunt, but I notice he’s covered her lower half with a blanket. She’s still sleeping deeply like the pristine little princess that he’s trying to pretend she is.

“Jesus, Landon, you could at least cuddle her after. You need some lessons before you fuck her while she’s awake, or she’s going to be sorely disappointed,” Isabella quips, rubbing her fingers through my brown wavy hair before pushing on my chest to lift my weight off of her. I’m not ready to leave her warmth, though, so I bear down on her, making us both groan.

“I’ll pull out of your pretty little cunt when I’m good and ready,” I tell her, gripping her chin, probably with too much force to be considered loving, but I have the intense urge to prove to her that she’s mine, that I own her, and that’s the only way it’ll ever be.

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