Chapter 46
CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
CARTER
Her words have my cock hard as a rock. There’s something stunning about a woman that refuses to let a man hurt her.
The Prophet has brought this on himself.
He created the monster that’s going to end him.
I’ll be there watching to make sure she’s safe, but this kill is hers.
As badly as I want to rip him limb from limb, I won’t take this from her.
“Are you going to let us take what’s ours, Little Heathen? Out here where someone could see us? Knowing if any man other than us sees your body, I’ll kill them?”
“Yes,” she whimpers softly as her eyes lift to mine, reflecting my own desire right back at me.
“Knox, hold her hands over her head.”
He moves behind and pulls his shirt over his head, dropping it to the ground behind him.
Then he takes her hands and presses them to his chest, holding them in place, causing a moan to slip from her lips.
She thrives on physical touch. She’s been denied physical love her entire life, and now that she’s had it, it’s not a want but a need.
It’s why I’m going to push myself to give her what she craves.
I’m going to give this woman all of me, or die trying.
I grab the back of my shirt and pull it over my head. “Open,” I say, and she immediately spreads her legs.
“Good girl,” I groan as I pull her skirt up on either side, revealing the black lace panties I haven’t stopped thinking about.
“These are so tiny, Little Heathen, with your pretty ass cheeks hanging out just enough to taunt me, to make my mouth water with the need to taste your pussy on my tongue. Was that intentional?”
“No,” she whimpers as I slide my hand under the thin fabric.
“Fuccckkk,” I groan, when I move my fingers along her soaked slit. I pull my hand out of her panties and suck my digits clean, enjoying the taste of her wetness on my skin.
Hooking my thumbs on either side of the lacy fabric, I pull them down her legs and over her feet before bringing the panties to my nose and inhaling deeply.
“Carter,” she says, as her cheeks redden with embarrassment.
“What, Little Heathen?”
She giggles softly.
“That was dirty, and kind of hot.”
I toss the panties to my brother, and he catches them with his free hand before also inhaling her musky scent.
“Spread your legs wide for me, gorgeous girl.”
“Fuck,” Knox groans as he looks over her body, her pussy exposed to me. I place my hands on her legs and pin them in place before leaning down and slowly swiping my tongue from her opening to her swollen clit.
“Carter!” she cries out, and Knox groans.
“Good girl, Tesoro. Dig your nails into my skin. Show me how good Carter's tongue on your pussy feels.”
I swirl my tongue in circles around her nub, and push two fingers inside her drenched cunt, as her breathing becomes audible.
Flicking my tongue on her clit with rapid movements, I move my fingers in and out of her pussy as her moans get louder.
“Hands behind your head,” Knox instructs.
She does as she’s told, and he kneels beside her, undoes his pants, and pulls his cock free.
“Do you want this, Tesoro?”
“Yes, but I want Carter to fuck me,” she whimpers softly.
He slides his hand under her head and holds it up, while keeping her hands in place, and pushes himself into her mouth. I get up onto my knees and unzip my jeans, pulling myself free. Gripping onto the back of her thighs, I line my cock up with her entrance and push inside her with a groan.
“Fuck, you feel so good wrapped around my cock.”
She moans around Knox, causing him to growl a low, “Fuck.”
I’m starting to think she does it because she knows it drives us fucking crazy. I watch as Knox fucks her mouth, and I grip her thighs harder, pinning her down as I pull back slowly and slam back inside her, burying myself to the hilt. She’s fucking drenched for us.
Knox pulls out of her mouth and says, “Tesoro. Hands and knees.”
I pull out of her and wait for her to switch positions, as I notice the evidence of how wet she is running down the inside of her thigh.
Once she’s how Knox wants her, I move closer, lean down, and swipe my tongue over her skin, lapping up her wetness.
“Too good to fucking waste, Heathen.”
Gripping her hips, I push back inside her as Knox kneels in front of her. She swirls her tongue over the head of his dick as I push my thumb into her asshole. She instinctively freezes, but only momentarily.
“Fucking perfect girl. You take us so well.”
She moans around Knox’s length again, and I circle my thumb inside her ass, while I fuck her hard.
Every thrust causes her to whimper, and my brother loses control.
He grips her face on either side and holds her still as he comes down her throat.
She pulls off his cock, and he holds his hand to her face with tenderness as her pussy clenches down on my length, causing me to grit my teeth as I try to hold on but lose my battle.
“Fuck,” I groan as I come inside our girl, and she releases a final whimper, my name.
“Carter.”
When I say she’s perfect, I fucking mean it. I’m the only problem in this unconventional relationship. I’m going to find a way to make her happy. Even if it fucking kills me.