15. Andre #3
Amorette slowly and methodically inhaled like she was attempting to get her temper under control. After she released it, she turned her head to lay her cheek against the smooth surface. “No.”
“Damn fucking right. Now, for taking my asshole brother’s side, you’re going to take your spanking and you’re going to enjoy it. You might even get off on it. Would you like that?”
She moaned her agreement as her fingers curled into the furniture, searching for something to grip.
I doubted Amorette had ever played like this. And it was a heady feeling to know that she was fighting her instincts to give it to me. My brothers wanted to share her, and as much as she was coming to terms with it, I didn’t think she really understood what it would mean to belong to all of us.
It wouldn’t be all sunshine and roses. It would be jealousy and hurt feelings, and then rough sex to assuage our egos.
I ran a hand soothingly down her body, taking the time to revel in the softness of her skin.
Winding my other hand back, I landed a sharp slap against her pussy. She yelped and tried to escape, but I simply held her in place.
“I won’t hurt you. Not really, Amorette.
You’re being such a good girl, though. Do you really want to leave?
You can, but then I’ll be pissed and we’ll both be walking away unsatisfied.
You can have Grey fuck you against the counter, but it won’t be the same as making me happy.
Will it? You’ll get your orgasm while knowing he wasn’t what you needed?
” I said against the shell of her ear as she held her head up away from the table.
“Fuck off!” she tried to scream, only she didn’t have enough air in her lungs for that.
“Fine.” I pushed away and stepped back, ignoring the precum dripping from my cock as I waited to see what she would do.
She made such a pretty picture exposed over my desk.
Her back heaved from heavy breathing and her shoulders and neck were strung tight, like she was fighting herself. “You’re a fucking control freak, you know that?”
I grinned but didn’t respond.
“And a manipulative bastard.”
“In more ways than one. But it’s your call. I won’t force you. And I won’t hurt you. Not in any real sense of the word. But I’ll make you come so hard your eyes cross. How’s that for a compromise?”
Her thighs rubbed together, and her lips were shiny with her arousal. Amorette wanted this. She might not think she did, but she was curious. I would also wager she’d never experienced this type of gratification before.
“Fine,” she bit out and visibly forced herself back to the glass.
Satisfaction trilled through me. I didn’t doubt for a second that she could refuse.
Not when she was challenged, and not when she was presented with an opportunity to take care of me.
I was learning her. Her savior complex was more than the driving need to save us.
Soon, I’d know exactly how she worked and how to use it to my benefit.
Parker, the asshole, had probably already figured it out. He was too smart. I huffed out a laugh. Still, he hadn’t figured out a way between her sweet thighs yet.
Returning to my stance, I placed a hand on her back. When she didn’t move, I rubbed her ass with my other hand. Then when I reared back, I slapped her pussy in the same spot as before.
She shrieked, but there was no fight behind it this time. More like rebellious outrage. I soothed her pussy by cupping her. When she settled down, I repeated the process once, twice, then three times.
Each time I unleashed that tiny taste of violence onto her body, I felt lighter. Almost as if a weight had lifted from my shoulders.
Her poor pussy was red and glistening as she struggled to stay still. She was so turned on, she was dripping. My body tingled and I let out a satisfied sigh. This was what I needed, what she needed.
I pushed my pants down further as I positioned myself behind her. She mewed in disappointment when I stopped.
Sliding my head through the wetness, I used my thumb and pushed it down far enough so that when I pushed, I was fucking her thighs instead of her.
“Hey!” she shouted, but I massaged her hips as I pumped a few more times.
“I’m just coating myself, Wifey. That’s all,” I crooned. Then I pulled back and gave her exactly what we both wanted. Instead of bottoming out like I wanted, I edged in, then pulled back.
Over and over, I worked my way in. I didn’t want her to be sore; I’d already inflicted enough pain on her small frame. The good kind, but pain was still pain.
By the time I was fully seated, I let out a sigh. She fluttered around me and made these fucking tiny noises that threatened to shatter my control.
I did this to her.
Not Grey. Certainly not my other two brothers.
I made her feel this way, and I was about to fuck her until she saw stars. “When you come, say my name. Scream it for me,” I grunted as I swung my hips back and thrust forward.
Groaning, I clutched her hips, enjoying how my fingers bit into her skin. I’d leave marks here too. She’d be bruised and marked so thoroughly that Grey would lose his fucking mind.
I grinned at her back. It was just a side perk.
This fucking girl, she was mine. Maybe out there, she was theirs—ours. But right then, she was mine.
With every stroke, we lost the ability to speak, and the room was filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, heavy breathing, and raw pleasure. Even the glass around her body started to fog from the heat she was putting out.
I did that. I was fucking her within an inch of her life that she was breaking apart underneath me.
“Andre!” she cried out, clawing at my desk as she clamped around me.
“Fuck,” I growled and pumped until I emptied myself inside her. One last body shake rolled over me, and then I leaned forward to cover her body completely with mine.
“Shit,” she said as she blew hair out of her face.
“Hm?” I lost the ability to speak.
“You’re still fully dressed. Now I feel even more naked.”
I chuckled against her hair. Shucking off my shirt hadn’t occurred to me. My mind had been focused on seeing to her pleasure and getting rid of the responsibility choking the life out of me.
“Get used to it. No matter who you belong to here, you’re going to be well-used.”
She grunted, and I laughed a little harder.
Fuck, but this girl.