Chapter 26
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
“RIDE FOR ME” BY KAYAM
LUNA
With trembling fingers, I do as he commands, watching as Blade hands him a bottle of lube. Chase pulls down his sweats, and my mouth waters at the sight of him hard and ready, the piercing at his tip glinting in the light of the room.
“But Mom and Richard—”
“Are downstairs, so don’t scream too loud,” Chase interrupts, and Jesus, the idea of getting caught just makes my core heat more.
“That turned you on more, didn’t it, naughty stepsis?” Thorn whispers in my ear, and a small moan falls from my lips as his fingers find my clit, rubbing circles around it. He chuckles deeply. “She’s already wet for you, brother.”
“That’s because she’s our good little sister,” Chase replies, and fuck, it’s so wrong but his words make me even wetter.
Thorn helps get me into position, my legs on the outside of Chase’s, and then lowers me down, Chase holding his dick so it fills me up as I sink onto his lap.
“Chase,” I moan, the feeling of fullness exquisite, even if the burn of the stretch borders on painful because there’s been no prep. They know I love it though when it’s like this, them forcing me to take them when I’m not ready.
I pant as he fills me up, my hand full-on shaking as I grip the clippers.
“Fuck, you always feel so good wrapped around my dick like this,” Chase groans, his hands coming up and grasping my hips, his fingers digging in. “Now be quick about shaving my head. I need to fuck you.”
I lick my dry lips as I turn the clippers on, trying to ignore the way his dick is buried inside me as I bring them to his head. I have a moment to wonder about the fact that hair will be everywhere, but then he flexes his hips and I decide that it’s worth it.
It’s not the neatest job, mostly because he tests my limits of concentration by moving his hips every so often, sending lightning racing across my skin.
No sooner have I turned the clippers off than Chase is standing up, the clippers dropping to the carpet with a dull thud as he stays buried inside me and strides to my bed.
“I will never not fucking want you,” he rasps in my ear as he lowers us down onto the sheets. “Never not crave you with every fiber of my being.” His hips move in a rhythm that leaves me gasping, my back arching as he fucks me deep and slow. “With hair or without, you are beauty personified, Luna.”
His body is pressed to mine, but we’re wearing too many clothes, and I pluck at his shirt, needing it and my sweatshirt off.
“Off,” I demand, and he pauses, giving me one of his rare smiles.
“I’ll allow that order…just this once,” he arrogantly agrees, pushing up onto one arm and reaching behind him, pulling his T-shirt off in that sexy guy way that really has no right to be as attractive as it is.
My breath catches in my chest as he reveals all the glorious planes and dips of his body, using his hand and legs to push off his sweatpants. I gasp when he flips us, never leaving my body.
“Your turn,” he says, grabbing the hem of my shirt and helping me to pull it off. “All of it.”
I take my tank top off as well, still astride him, but now completely naked. His eyes drink me in, his pupils blown, and they travel down and pause at the part where we’re joined. “I fucking love being able to see myself disappearing inside you, Star.”
I glance down, seeing that there are some perks to losing my hair, I suppose, because it’s not just the hair on my head, but all over my body. My pussy is bare, and I didn’t even have to shave or wax. He’s right though. It’s fucking hot seeing us connected.
I rise up slightly, then sink back down, pleasure skittering across my body, my nipples pebbling as he groans.
“Goddamn, Luna,” he rasps, his hands back on my hips and helping me to ride him. “Just like that, baby.”
We lose ourselves, the sound of our joining getting wetter as my orgasm rolls over me.
“That’s it, stepsis, come all over your brother’s dick,” Thorn purrs from behind me, and I shatter completely, soaking Chase’s lap and my upper thighs as I squirt all over him, pleasure rendering me incapable of thought. “Good fucking girl.”
I fall down onto Chase’s sweat-slicked chest, panting, the pleasure making me turn to liquid. A deep moan falls from my lips as I feel another dick push in alongside Chase’s.
“Shhh, baby. You can take us both,” Chase rumbles in my ear, and I dig my nails into his pecs, breathing hard as Thorn thrusts inside me until he’s fully seated. “Fuck, bro, those piercings.”
Thorn chuckles, and I hiss because it made him jerk inside me. “Hear that, stepsis. You’re not the only kinky one here. Chase likes the feel of his brother’s dick piercings.”
Good. Fucking. Lord.
Both men moan deeply as I clench around them, Thorn’s words doing something to me that is so fucking wrong, but I’m here for it.
“Fuck, Star,” Chase snarls, his fingers digging into my skin as he moves his hips, thrusting in and out of me from underneath. “Gonna come so deep in this pussy.”
“Let’s fill her up, bro,” Thorn states behind me, also thrusting his hips until I’m lost to the rhythm they set, the pleasure they are forcing upon me. “And then Blade can have his turn until our cum drips down her gorgeous fucking thighs.”
Thorn’s hand claps over my mouth just as I scream, the visual sending me crashing into another mind-blowing orgasm, my body tensing between them as stars are formed inside me.
My inner walls grip them so tightly, it forces their own climaxes.
They both come at the same time with matching grunts of pleasure, stilling deep inside me and filling me up, just like they promised.
We’re a hot, panting mess, Thorn just managing to roll off and out of me with a wet sound before he falls to the bed next to Chase and I. His chest heaves, and I’m just blinking my eyes open when the bed dips behind me.
I whimper as Blade’s massive dick thrusts inside me, Chase still semi-hard and grunting as his brother takes Thorn’s space.
“Shhh, baby. Just take it like the good little sister you are,” Blade commands, thrusting powerfully in and out of my body, giving me no recovery time before pushing me towards another climax.
“Fuck,” Chase hisses through clenched teeth, his hips moving again, and I’m soon sobbing between them, the pleasure too much.
“I can’t,” I beg, tears running down my face because this feels like a mixture of heaven and hell.
“Sure you can, Goldie,” Thorn encourages, and I look over to find him on his side, his hand moving between Chase and I, his fingers landing on my clit. I cry out as he starts to rub it, adding another stimulation that is almost painful. “You can come for your brothers one more time.”
The world ceases to exist, my baldness forgotten as they force another orgasm from my wrung-out body, and I fucking love it.
I love that they don’t stop because they’re worried I’m too fragile, or that I can’t take it.
They don’t treat me like I’m broken, or about to break.
They treat me like I’m a goddess who needs to be worshipped with lips, tongues, and dicks, and even when I beg them to stop, that I can’t take any more, they force me to do as they bid.
A strangled cry falls from my lips as my orgasm steals my vision, exploding behind my eyes as pleasure blinds me. My body is no longer on this earth, instead, I am a being made of starlight, and all I can do is ride the wave of euphoria as it engulfs me.
It might have been hours or minutes before I’m back in my body again, in Chase’s arms, Blade cleaning between my legs with a soft damp cloth and Thorn smiling at me as he strokes my trembling arm.
“Always so fucking beautiful,” he tells me, dipping down to kiss my lips. “Always so fucking ours.”