Chapter 13
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THEO
E strella stuttered on her next set of words as Zack and I both tried to wrangle her jeans down slightly for better access. “I—what? I’m going back to your room with both of you?”
Zack almost looked offended. “Obviously. I’m your husband. Where did you think you were sleeping?”
I groaned deep in my throat when she lifted her ass to help us out. The sight of her black, lace panties entered my line of sight, and I was grateful that I was sitting, or else my knees absolutely would have buckled. I wanted so badly to see her nude, but I didn’t need some stalker fan to see her bare pussy yet—even if we were pretty much in the damn sky—so I had to settle with that sight first.
My hand came to press over the entire front of her, and I grunted when I found her hot and wet already. She continued on a low moan. “By myself? Like, normal, I guess?”
I snorted as I pressed into her more firmly, craving her heat. “Nope. Not allowed. Never allowed again.”
“Excuse me? I have a rule book now?”
I took my eyes off of her pussy long enough to make eye contact with her. Wasn’t what we were doing supposed to be an attitude correction? “There is no rule book for us other than the following statements: you are ours, and ours alone, and you will never be alone again. Not like that. Are we clear, princess?”
She blushed once again.
I loved seeing her blush for me. It was euphoric.
“O-Okay.”
I smiled as I looked back down at her pussy. Fuck, I needed to taste her somehow before I was nice and let her come. “Rub your clit for me, pretty girl. Show me how you like it being done.”
She listened immediately. Shyly, she lowered one of her hands until they breached the hem of the lace, and I watched in rapt attention as she used her middle and ring finger in tandem—rubbing in tight, fast little circles. Immediately, her breath started to grow heavy, and I found myself achingly hard. And as Zack lowered his hand to grip himself, I knew that he was in the exact same boat that I was in.
“That’s a good girl. Now, give me those fingers.”
She pouted. “Why?”
I nearly growled the words at her. “Because I had to watch Zack tongue fuck you last night, and now I want a taste. Give me your damn fingers.”
Zack’s laugh hit my ears as she took her hand out of her panties. I moaned deeply then, seeing how they were utterly glistening. She hadn’t even actually fingered herself, either, which meant she was fucking soaked. Before she had the chance to give them to me herself though—Zack delicately grabbed her wrist and fed them to me.
I hardly blinked before I was sucking them into my mouth and groaning in relief. I was sure my eyes nearly rolled to the back of my head, too.
Zack teased me as his grip left her wrist. Yet, my own hand replaced it as I slid my tongue in between her fingers, eager to take everything I could get. “I knew I heard you. Did you enjoy the show at least, you pervert?”
I released her fingers with a pop. “Made a huge mess on the floor and everything. All while thinking about our girl cock worshiping me clean.”
He let out an exhaled breath. “Oof. Well, that’s hot.”
Estrella nodded firmly. “Yeah. Yup. I’m going to hell.”
I snorted before lowering my hand beneath her panties myself this time. Just like her, I angled my hand so that my middle and ring finger pressed directly against her clit, and I relished in the low moan she let out immediately. “Yeah, princess? I think we may be going to hell with you then.”
Zack grunted all of a sudden, and I looked away from what I was doing, just to see Estrella palming his dick print through his jeans. “Fuck, mi Estrella , Maybe don’t do that?”
I smiled when Estrella merely raised a brow. Yet, pleasure lightened across her face, and her mouth popped open marginally as I applied even more pressure to her clit. “Why should I? Are you going to tell me to stop?”
He immediately shook his head. “Never, baby. It’s just…been a minute. That’s all.”
I watched them both with rapt attention as I kept moving my fingers. My voice was guttural when I spoke again. “Kiss him, Estrella. Don’t just sit there looking pretty.”
Zack’s face pinched in pain as she did exactly what she was told, all while continuing to rub him through his jeans. He didn’t fight her or remove her hand from his crotch, and it was then I already knew he was a goner.
May as well add fuel to the fire.
I leant down to whisper in her ear. Given how close we all were, I was sure that Zack could hear me, as well, but he didn’t break their kiss. “Don’t just rub it. Grip it while you rub it. He’s big enough, yeah? Jerk your husband off through his jeans while I rub your perfect pussy.”
She moaned loudly.
I couldn’t have been more grateful we were surrounded by shouting people and metal music than I was in that moment.
I kept talking to both of them. My pressure on her only grow, and I watched as her back arched and her grip on Zack’s length turned almost painful. They were both drunk off their own hornyness. “God, Zack. She’s fucking dripping, man. I bet she’s just aching to have one of our cocks stretching her out. Aren’t you, pretty girl?”
She broke her kiss long enough to answer. “I thought you said I belonged to both of you. Why not both?”
I rewarded that answer of hers by sticking a digit inside of her. I hissed as her pussy sucked me in like a vise grip. The angle of what we were doing helped absolutely nothing, but in general male stupidity, my cock twitched underneath the weight of my own zipper. And as I curled it lightly, she shuddered around me entirely. “Yeah? You want us both stretching you out?”
“God, yes!”
“Oh, my. You hear that whine, Zack? I think our girl is close.”
Her eyes squeezed shut as my finger continued curling itself, all while the palm of my hand pressed into her clit once again. “Yes! Yes, yes, yes. Please!”
Zack grunted. “Make her come, Theo.”
I smiled as I lowered my head to kiss and suck on the side of her neck. My hand never stopped. “Don’t worry, princess. We’ll both fuck you. And believe me when I say…I don’t care that he’s my brother when it comes to you. You’ll be taking both of our cocks at once by the end of the weekend.”
“Fuuuuuck, Theo!”
“That’s it. Come for me, baby. Come for us.” I picked my head up off her neck to look at Zack next. My words to him were utterly cruel. “You gonna make it, bro?”
He shook his head, and I almost wanted to laugh as his own hips raised. “Jesus, fuck! She’s making me fucking come. Holy shit.”
“Oh my God!” Estrella ground out. “Yeah? Yeah, come for me. Fuck, I’ve missed it so much. Come with me!”
I was surprised I didn’t blow in my jeans myself. From either of them.
I watched them both, eyes bouncing back and forth, as they crossed the finish line. Estrella bit on her bottom lip to silence the majority of her ecstasy, but it didn’t stop her hips from rolling into my hand to soak up every spark of pleasure she could. Her hand never stopped rubbing against Zack’s length, either, and I watched as his cock throbbed before his body went taunt as a bowstring, groaning softly as he blew in his own jeans.
Seconds passed as well sat in the daze of what just happened. Breaths labored and bodies stiff.
I turned to nuzzle into Estrella’s neck. “You okay?”
She turned to me with a dazed, dopey smile before turning back to Zack. “Mhhhm. Are y’all okay, though?”
Zack’s face was bright red. I smirked as I slowly and gently pulled away from Estrella—even if her low whine nearly had me reconsidering. “I literally…just came…in my own pants. Like a teenager.”
I snorted. “That’s what you get for being celibate for eight years.”
Estrella turned to me with an eyebrow raise. “And how long has it been since you’ve had sex?”
It was my turn to blush as Zack snorted. “Uhm, two years. Since we sent you that first ticket.”
She hummed against a smirk before shifting slightly to raise her jeans back into place. “I bet you twenty bucks that you don’t last more than fifteen minutes when it’s your turn to fuck me then.”
“I don’t need twenty bucks.”
She huffed with another one of her classic eyerolls. “Fine, you pretentious asshole. I bet you on your statement from earlier, then. Last more than fifteen minutes, and I’ll let you both fuck me at the same time this weekend.”
My gaze slid to Zack.
He shrugged.
The fucker.
“You’re on, princess.”
Zack groaned then before rubbing his temples with one of his hands. “I need a new pair of pants.”
“Hey, at least they’re black. You can’t even tell.”
He lowered his hands to glower at me. “I can tell.”
Estrella squealed as the Ferris wheel started moving all of a sudden.
Thank fuck it hadn’t started when I was knuckle deep in our girl. That would have been a story for the entire fairground. And then some.
“Hey, guys?” Estrella started, staring off into the distance. “Is…is someone having sex on that balcony?”
I turned my head in the direction of where she was staring. “Yup.”
Zack’s resounding groan came next. “I’m too old for all of this.”
I slung my arm across the back of the carriage as I sat back to enjoy the rest of the ride. And when we passed the attendee, I winked again, and swore to float her another bill—even if doing so would be considered far too extra. “Well, party up, Gramps. We still need to grab dinner, and I have a bet with your wife to hone in on.”