17
MICKY
If Colby fucks this up, I swear I’ll kill him.
I’m inches away from the prettiest, sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted, and my triplet picks this moment to have a conscience implanted in his dick.
For a moment, I acknowledge it would usually be me who’s the most bothered about people’s feelings.
Why has Colby had a triplet personality transplant suddenly?
Because he has deep feelings for Ellie? It’s the only reason I can come up with.
Whatever the reason, I can’t let him ruin this for the rest of us. Seb’s right. We must believe that this dare can take us in the right direction. Closer to Ellie.
Leaning forward, I let my tongue slide between Ellie’s legs, feeling the nub of her clit on the very tip, flicking with just enough pressure to make her moan.
Colby mutters an expletive under his breath, and I look up to find Ellie in a staring contest with my him. I have no idea how she’s keeping her eyes open while I’m doing this, but her challenge to my bossy older brother makes me smile.
“You’re not the boss of me,” Colby says, his voice low and dark. “Just because my brothers are on a mission to serve you doesn’t mean I am too.” There’s a pause, and I expect him to walk out the door. That’s how seriously disapproving he sounds. But as I lick Ellie’s clit again, Colby clears his throat.
“On your knees, Ellie,” he growls.
Before I can step back, Ellie responds, dropping to the carpet so that we’re face to face, and Seb is left standing alone.
“Turn and face Seb. Take out his cock. Show him how hungry you are for him.”
Like a dream, Ellie does exactly what she’s told, easing down Seb’s joggers and underwear and wrapping her lips around his length.
Shit, that looks so hot. Colby doesn’t tell her how to suck Seb. He just watches as Ellie takes him deep, leaving our brother’s cock slick with her saliva. Seb’s cheeks flush with arousal, and he bites his lip, trying to smother his desire to moan. Shit, I want to moan, and it’s not even my cock getting sucked.
“That looks good, Ellie,” Colby says smoothly. “Now, Micky’s going to take your hand and wrap it around his cock. You can jerk him off while you suck Seb, okay.”
The okay at the end isn’t a question. It’s said with a determination that she will listen to instructions and obey, and she does.
Oh, she does. Her hands might be small, but she has a firm grip that makes my thighs tremble with every pass. I watch Ellie’s throat work around Sebastian. I take in the wateriness of her eyes as she uses all her skill and breath control to take him deeper than should be humanly possible, and I know why she’s trying so hard. It’s because she wants to please Colby just as much as she wants to please us."
When he tells her she’s a ‘Good Girl’ her eyelids droop with pleasure.
“What about you, Colby?” I ask. “Don’t you want Ellie to play with your dick, too?”
“Oh, she’ll play with my dick, but right now, I’m enjoying watching her fuck with you two.”
Ellie draws back and casts Colby a narrow-eyed look over her shoulder, and I’m fascinated at the dynamic between them. I would never have thought of her as a natural submissive. She doesn’t seem to like the fact that Colby is exerting power over her, but she’s so willing to comply. This isn’t about dares. He hasn’t used the word once. This is about something inside Ellie that enjoys being compelled. She needs to be told what to do, and Colby loves being in charge.
It’s the perfect combination.
Colby edges closer; his eyes fixed on Ellie. “Suck Seb’s cock, sweet girl. Let him push that thick meat into your throat. You make me so hard, watching you take it so well.”
Ellie looks at Colby’s crotch, her eyes drifting over the bar of his erection, and then does as he’s asked. I shift closer, sliding my hand over the curve of Ellie’s stomach, relishing the warmth and softness of her body. My fingers find the point of her hardened nipples and play at twisting just enough to make her moan.
Colby finally reaches out to touch our stepsister, letting his fingers tangle in her dark waves. “That’s it, baby,” he says, and I feel Ellie’s body shiver at his words. “Touch her pussy, Micky.”
I don’t need to be asked twice.
Access isn’t a challenge because she helpfully arrived with no panties. I find her slick and warm. Running my fingers back and forth through her wetness is easy.
“Oh, she likes that,” Seb says. “I felt her mouth go really tight when you did that.”
“Her pussy is fluttering around my fingers,” I tell my brothers, enjoying the back and forth between us all. In the closet, we were mostly silent, but there is something arousing about speaking during group sex. Ellie likes it too. The more we talk, the wetter she gets.
“Are you hungry for Colby’s cock?” I ask her.
She moans her agreement, never losing rhythm.
“Do you want him to fuck you?”
A slight nod of her head affirms.
Colby squeezes his cock roughly but takes a step back. “I think you should fuck her, Micky. Show her what you’re made of.”
Ellie’s pussy clasps my fingers, and I pull away from her hand, kneeling behind her and lifting her pretty skirt over her nicely rounded ass. “So pretty,” I say, and Colby moves to get a better view of her slick pussy. I roll a condom tightly over my cock, appreciating the time to get myself under control.
I know what it feels like to be buried deep in Ellie. I haven’t been able to think about much else since she snuck into my room. The chance to feel it again makes my balls draw tight, and when I feel the clasp of her around my length, I can’t hold myself back. I’m balls deep in one thrust, and the stretch is enough to force her mouth from Seb’s cock when she cries out.
“That feel good?” Colby asks, stroking her cheek.
“Yes,” she gasps. “Yes.”
“You like getting fucked by my brother’s big cock?”
“Yes,” she pants, this time resting her hands on the floor and pushing back against me with every thrust.
“Shit,” Seb says, watching as I rest my body over her back, using one arm to support myself and the other to grip the back of Ellie’s neck.
“That’s it,” I murmur, pressing a kiss between her shoulder blades. “That’s it, Ellie. Fuck me back.”
“Oh god,” she cries out as Seb drops to the floor and finds her clit with his fingers.
“Make her come,” Colby orders, like the idea is his, and we’re not already close to achieving it. “You see this,” he says, pulling out his cock. Ellie looks up and nods. “This is what you’re getting last when your pussy is swollen, and your clit is sensitive. When my brothers have made a mess of you, and you can’t take any more, this is what you’re going to get.”
As I thrust harder, feeling Ellie’s back arching, she comes around my cock, milking and milking me until I release too. Seb shoots me a lopsided grin, allowing me only a few seconds before he shoves my shoulder. “Come on, man. You’re hogging the good stuff.”
“Let’s get her on the bed,” Colby instructs coolly.
“Give her a minute.” I touch the small of Ellie’s back, wanting her to feel my reassurance, not sure whether she’s okay or feeling vulnerable.
“It’s okay.” Ellie rises until she’s kneeling and then uses the edge of the mattress to help her stand. She’s still almost fully clothed, which doesn’t escape Colby’s notice.
“Take off your clothes.”
“Everything?”
“Everything,” he nods.
“Maybe you should do it for me,” she whispers.
“Maybe you should do as you’re told.”
There’s another standoff between them before Seb steps forward, unfastening the button at the back of Ellie’s skirt and encouraging it to drop over her hips and onto the floor. Ellie steps out of the pool of fabric as Seb lifts the hem of her shirt, tugging it past her breasts and over her arms and head, leaving her wearing just a pretty black bralette.
“Everything,” Colby says.
Ellie touches the strap of her bra and gently rolls it over the ball of her shoulder, allowing it to drop, then does the same on the other side. Seb takes over, hooking his fingers into the straps and gently pulling until all that is holding the fabric in place is Ellie’s hardened nipples. Colby’s eyes practically singe the fabric away, giving away his impatience and tenuous grip on his control.
“Want to see?” Ellie asks.
Seb’s fingers run along the lace at the top of the bralette until they’re poised close to her nipples. “I want to touch,” he says, brushing the very tips, causing Ellie’s arms to break into goosebumps.
I want to touch, too. My mouth practically salivates for a taste of Ellie’s nipples. I might have come, but that doesn’t mean I’m done.
When Seb finally pushes the bralette down, I find the strength to stand.
“Lie down,” Colby orders, and Ellie quickly obeys. When she’s on her back with her dark wavy hair spread across the pillows and her knees pressed together, my heart skitters in my chest. The way she stares up at us is intoxicating. I want to fuck her again and see her face when she comes, but more than that, I want to take this girl into my arms and hold her. I want to tell her she’s special and beautiful and capable of so much. She doesn't need stupid dares to do the things she wants to do. I want her to understand that she’s enough. More than enough.
The perfect girl for my brothers and me.
Before Colby barks any more orders, I lay beside Ellie and turn her face to mine. I kiss her lips gently, stroking her cheek with the pad of my thumb, trying to convey everything that I’m feeling. She turns into me more, hooking her arm around my waist and pulling me closer. Even though my brothers are watching us, it still feels so intimate.
Colby and Seb stand back, giving us time to connect on a deeper level. When Ellie pulls back, her eyes search mine, and I sense confusion. I suspect she wasn’t expecting me to be tender with her. She came expecting sex, but not affection. “You’re so beautiful,” I tell her softly, kissing her forehead. Ellie blinks, looking away as though my words have hurt her, and it’s then that Seb climbs onto the bed.
“You ready for me?” he asks Ellie, and the smile she gives him is warm and encouraging. The sex she can deal with. The emotion and affection, not so much.
Seb climbs over Ellie, and she almost disappears beneath his huge body. Her legs spread around the width of his hips, and her arms don’t reach around his back. He nuzzles her nose with his, smiling down like she’s the best present he’s ever received, and I’m glad it’s him going next. Seb is fun and warm. He knows what Ellie needs and doesn’t want to push her boundaries too fast. It’s a skill I would never have expected from him.
“Are you sore?” he asks, and Ellie shakes her head. He kisses down her neck, between and over her breasts, taking each of her nipples into his mouth over and over until her back arches and her hips search for contact. Moving lower, he licks over her stomach, trailing until his tongue finds her clit.
Ellie rises onto her elbows, staring down as he licks her pussy, his eyes always open and focused on hers.
“That’s it,” Colby says. “Make that pussy ready.”
I stroke my cock, enjoying the way it swells in response to the sight of my brother making Ellie feel good. She bites her lip as Seb’s tongue probes her entrance, lapping up her arousal like it’s a sweet pudding.
Colby rounds the bed, his hand on his cock, searching for a different perspective. When he kneels on the mattress, I realize he’s looking for more.
“Time to put those pretty puffy lips to good use,” he says, using his big hand to push her hair over her shoulder and lining up his cock with her mouth.
Ellie stares up at him, making him wait. I don’t know what she’s searching for in his eyes, but she must find it because, as Seb flicks her clit over and over, she leans forward and takes Colby into her mouth.
The hiss he makes sounds almost painful. Even though the angle is awkward, Ellie makes good work of sucking him off. The deeper she takes him, the angrier he looks, as though nothing she does will ever be enough.
While Ellie’s busy with my moody brother, Seb rolls a condom over his cock.
“You ready for me?” he asks, touching Ellie’s hip. She pulls away from Colby and shifts closer to Seb, focusing all her attention on him.
“I’m ready.”
The past group sex we’ve had has been fun, sexy, and once it was even rough. But somehow, this feels different. There’s a closeness between us, which is inevitable considering our connection. There’s emotion behind everything, even the bossy way Colby is acting.
I wish my brother didn’t have such an issue with admitting and expressing his feelings. He still lashes out like he did when we were kids, trying not to let anything hurt him.
When Seb wraps his arms around Ellie and settles into the cradle of her thighs, I see Colby look away. It’s as though he wishes this could be a more distant experience, only so he can keep his feelings under a rock where he likes them best.
Seb rocks into Ellie, gently at first, smiling down at her and kissing her in a way that seems searching. In his own way, Seb is trying to get Ellie to face the way she feels about us. She responds to everything, but from an outsider’s perspective, there is still a fracture. Just an inch of emotional space that Ellie isn’t willing to cross.
“Fuck, you feel good,” Seb says, and Ellie moans, closing her eyes and gripping his ass, trying to pull him deeper and closer, searching for her release. Seb doesn’t disappoint.
I watch Ellie come, getting so close again that I drop my cock like it’s on fire. Seb isn’t far behind, falling over Ellie’s body like a dead weight. I know how he’s feeling. When a man puts everything into sex, all that’s left is an empty shell in the aftermath.
My eyes meet Colby’s, and his jaw ticks. It’s like he’s annoyed that Seb is whispering sweet things in Ellie’s ear and still stroking her sweat-slicked body. I know Colby must be hungry for his turn, but it’s more than that.
Colby doesn’t do affection. He doesn’t do tenderness. The line he draws between sex and love is thick and carved out in permanent marker.
This isn’t love. At least Ellie has made it clear how she feels.
She wants sex, and we’re happy to give her that, but at what cost?
Colby doesn’t want to cross his line unless Ellie is in a place to reciprocate, so his only option is to keep on his cold and bossy armor.
As Seb rolls onto his back, his chest still heaving, Colby stalks to the end of the bed, rolling a condom down his angry-looking cock with darkness clouding his eyes.