Page 8 of Auctioned to her Stepbrothers

"No," I say sharply. "Only my cock's going there."

Lyle grins. He thinks I mean right here and now, but I don't. Nothing about this situation is normal, but it's still her first time, and it will be on a bed.

I cup her sweet breasts, which are a perfect handful, as she plays with herself. Her breathing is speeding up, and her hipsare rolling, grinding against my rock-hard cock through my pants.

When she seems close, I scoop her up and lay her on the bed. I straddle her, my hands pinning her wrists to the mattress on either side of her head. My mouth lowers, and I kiss her long and hard until her moans fill the room.

"Hold her wrists."

Lyle and Kylian climb onto the bed next to her, holding her hands captive as I just had. Her gorgeous body squirms, and I can't wait to fill her. I undo my pants and free my raging erection. I fist it twice before rolling a condom on. Then I grasp her smooth thighs and spread them apart. Her delicate skin looks so soft. I can't help tracing a finger along her virgin slit. She's soft and wet. Primed for me. Innocent until I press inside her.

"Are you ready for this?" I ask her. She should be. This was her idea. She planned for it. She arranged to be paid for it. But that's not what I mean. She's been waiting for this ever since she first felt a stirring between her legs, ever since her first crush. It's a milestone in anyone's life, but especially for a young woman, and I intend to make it special for her.

Her breathing speeds up, but she nods. I stand between her legs, the head of my cock bumping against her gorgeous pink folds. I push the tip against her sensitive clit, and she gasps. Her whole body is trembling. Waiting. She gasps again as I push her knees up toward her chest. Lyle grabs one leg, stroking her smooth skin, and Kylian takes hold of the other. He grins as he spreads her further.

I press the head of my cock against her opening, and she braces herself. My heart speeds up as I fight for control, weighing her needs against mine. Then she takes a deep breath and bites her lower lip, angling her face to me as though she's seeking connection through the blindfold. She's ready.

Leaning forward, I take her virginity in one long thrust. The sparrow cries out and struggles against my brothers' firm grips. I hold myself inside her, enjoying the way she clenches around me.

"Is she tight?" Lyle asks.

"Unbelievably tight." I pull back and drive into her again, watching her pink nipples bounce as her body rocks. My hand slides along her creamy thigh. "Does it feel like you expected, Little Sparrow?"

She tries to catch her breath as I push into her with long, smooth strokes. "It's bigger," she says breathlessly, and my brothers and I laugh.

"Did you ever think you'd lose your virginity with two men watching you and holding you down?" I can't help taunting her, wanting to make her squirm more.

She shakes her head and then cries out as I thrust deep inside her again.

"Did you ever think you wouldn't even know the name of the man who took your cherry?"

Her head shakes again, a faint blush on her cheeks. It's not my intention to shame her.

My finger finds her clit, and she groans. "Are you going to come with my cock deep inside you?"

She's getting close. I wonder how much of it is this situation. If she gets off from being watched, then this is going to be one hell of an interesting month. I vary my strokes, some hard and fast, some long and smooth. My finger works her clit until her chest is heaving and her breathy whimpers fill the room. My balls tighten as an orgasm, as strong as a tidal wave, approaches, but I wait until she's there, too. Then I pinch her clit and drive all the way into her.

The girl's cries fill the room as she clamps down on my cock. "Fuck," I hiss as waves of pleasure overtake me. It feels amazing. She's so damn tight, and now she's milking my cock like a pro. Maybe feeling smug that I got her off under the circumstances makes me an asshole, but I don't care.

She writhes around the bed as if trying to get away, but her continued moans suggest otherwise. Besides, Lyle and Kylian have a firm hold on Sparrow as they watch her with hungry eyes. I keep rubbing her clit even after my cock has stopped pulsing inside her. She squirms as the pleasure becomes too much, and I still my finger.

I pull out and see a small trickle of blood between her legs. The skin on her chest is reddened, and her breathing is still heavy. But it's her flushed face that I focus on. Then I see it, just before she bites her lip—a quick smile.

That tells me all I need to know.

Lyle undoes her blindfold, carefully sliding it out from under her mask as I zip up.

Then we all look at Kylian. He smiles as he stares at the panting girl on the bed. Someone might consider it a charming smile, though a bit rakish. But that opinion would change if they looked in his eyes. Even through the mask, his gaze is hungry.

Predatory.

Dangerous.

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KYLIAN

BREAK OR BE BROKEN

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