Chapter 40
CHAPTER FORTY
KILLIAN
Heather climbs on top of me, and the sight of her lust drunk eyes and pebbled nipples takes my breath away. Her tiny black skirt is still in place with her matching lacy bra pulled under her tits, making her look every bit of the needy slut she is for us.
“Fuckkk.” I groan as she slowly sinks down onto my cock, as if she wants to feel every inch of me massaging against the walls of her pussy.
“Oh, my God,” she cries out once she is seated fully on my length.
Knox moves closer to us and captures her lips in a heated kiss as I grab her ass and hold on to her.
Heather moans into my brother's mouth as I thrust into her hard and fast. Every few minutes Carter glances in the mirror to get a view of her sexy ass bouncing up and down, and I’m sure this is torture for him.
“Killian!” she nearly screams as she tosses her head back and trembles from the power of her orgasm.
I dig my fingers into her ass cheeks hard enough to leave an imprint on her smooth flesh. Heather stares at me, my own desire reflecting back at me, as she runs her hands under my shirt and drags her nails over my skin.
“Perfect. Fucking. Slut.”
Leaning forward, she takes my bottom lip between her teeth and tugs playfully.
“Only for you, Killian.”
I pinch her nipple hard and she squeals from the pain, but we all know she likes it.
“Is one cock enough for you now, Killer? Or do you want more?”
She stares at me, her eyes full of hunger as she shakes her head.
“I need more.”
Knox turns around and unlatches the seat, laying it down flat.
“On your hands and knees, Killer.”
She climbs off me, awkwardly, and gets on her knees facing my brother, but that’s not how I want her.
“Turn around. Knox is going to fuck you while you clean up the mess you made of my cock.”
Whipping her head around she glares at me, she wants to argue with me, but she won’t. Heather may not want to admit she likes a little degradation with the praise my brothers give her—but she does. She also knows if she uses her safe word, we will stop immediately.
Turning around, she tilts her head at me with a pissed off expression on her face.
“Better?”
Knox lowers his pants and lines himself up with her entrance as I grab the back of her head and push down.
“Be a good little slut and clean me up.”
I can’t help the groan that slips out of me when she licks up and down my cock and then lathers the crown with long swirls of her tongue. Knowing she’s tasting herself along with me is intoxicating.
“That’s it. Show us what a dirty whore you are for us.”
Knox pushes inside her pussy and she moans around my length, the vibration spreading through my cock making it difficult not to come already, but I restrain myself as Knox picks up his speed.
“Tesoro.”
I fight back a chuckle when Carter looks in the mirror and groans out a ‘fuck.’ Poor bastard is stuck driving while we are playing with our favorite toy.
Grabbing onto her hair, I move her up and down my cock, making her gag repeatedly.
“That’s it, Killer. Suck me hard.”
Heather hollows her cheeks, and I continue controlling her head as the tip of my cock hits the back of her throat. When Knox reaches under her and rubs her clit, a sound I’ve never heard from her comes from her chest. It’s somewhere between a scream and a moan.
Fucking perfect.
I pull her head up and look at her face. Saliva dripping down her chin along with the tears streaming down her face.
Gripping her chin, I turn her face so she can be seen in the mirror.
“Show Carter how pretty you look when you’re being used.”
He changes lanes to pass a slow driver, then glances in the mirror and stares at her for a long moment, his eyes full of hunger, needing her the way we all do.
“Fucking gorgeous, Little Heathen.”
Turning her head back to me, I push her back down on my cock as she whimpers for me. Every fucking sound she makes is a beautiful symphony. Like notes written only for us.
“Don’t tire her out. We are stopping in two hours.”
I open my mouth to respond, but Knox interrupts me as he fucks her hard and she comes undone for us once again.
She cries out against my cock as Knox finishes inside her. All it takes is the breathy sound of her voice to pull my orgasm from me.
“Fuck, Killer. Fuckkk.”
I come in her mouth, and she drinks it down, sucking me dry like she didn’t get her fill. I have a large sexual appetite, but this is the one woman to satiate it. Heather is perfect for us.
She pulls off my dick and stares at me while licking her lips.
“Good girl. Perfect insatiable slut.”
Her cheeks pink up from my words, and she smiles sheepishly before laying her head on my brother's lap and putting her feet on mine.
I rub my hand over her lower legs repeatedly while Knox runs his fingers through her hair until she falls asleep.
Grabbing the blanket from behind me, I cover her up. I still can’t take my eyes off her. This beautiful woman I took for granted.
Never again.