23. Brute
Brute
T he life in Elliot’s eyes slowly fizzled out as we sliced down the arteries in his arms and legs. His guilt was obvious from the way he lived in filth, and the fact that he appeared as though he hadn’t eaten in weeks or slept in just as long.
We showed him no sympathy. Not after all that Finleigh has suffered. He may not have known how things would go down that day, but he did nothing to stop it and even participated. Now he’s meeting with his maker, and we’ll sleep better at night for it.
It’s dark by the time we ride into the clubhouse. A bonfire crackles and pops out back, with loud music and laughter carrying through the air. Viking stayed here with Miami, Free, and the prospects. We hadn’t expected any trouble but wanted to ensure everyone would be safe.
Axl and I head towards the gathering, while the rest of the guys go inside. The only thing I care about is finding Finleigh and letting her know that she’s safe from every man who dared think they could harm her.
Covered by darkness, we observe the gathering of people. Finleigh sits on a bench between Trista and Amber, laughing about something. Olympus and Neo are farther back, manning the wood stack and watching the surroundings for any danger, just like we taught them.
Viking scowls while cradling a beer in his lap. Miami and Free are feeling up Maya as she sits between them, enjoying their attention.
When Finleigh stands up, looking around like she senses our eyes on her, we step out of the shadows. Her face lights up, and she runs to us, smiling brightly as she jumps into my arms.
“You’re back.” She drops a kiss on my lips, too fucking quick for my liking, before gripping Axl’s shirt and dragging him in for one as well. “I really, really need you both.”
Without hesitation, I take her inside. We ignore everyone around us as we ascend the stairs in record time.
Axl engages the door’s lock as I place Finleigh on her feet and step back.
“Strip,” I growl the demand, watching as her heart races against her chest. Once she’s naked, we circle her like vultures waiting to strike.
Axl’s fingers glide across her plump ass, and when her eyes close, mine caress across the top of her supple tits, tweaking the turgid nipples before roaming down her body. The anticipation grows sweeter because she doesn’t know who is who as we change positions and touch her body at will.
She arches into the warmth of Axl’s chest at her back as he orders, “On the bed, hands and knees, ass in the air.” Moving as directed, her body vibrates with lust.
Her eyes remain closed as she listens intently to us removing our clothes. I cross over to the dresser, and she tilts her head towards me when she hears the opening and closing of a drawer. Axl enters the bathroom to get the lube and comes back stroking his cock.
We stay silent, letting her alone on the bed for a few minutes before drawing near and wrapping a soft piece of fabric around her eyes and tying it in place.
Axl slips in behind her before I kneel in front of her, my cock still wrapped up in her panties. I’ve been hard for hours, and I’m dying to blow a load of cum into her sexy mouth.
She sighs when Axl finally touches her ass, slapping it, and making the cushy globes jiggle before doing it again.
Never swatting the same spot twice but making sure she feels every time he touches her.
A little lube gets squirted between her cheeks before Axl puts some in his hand and strokes his dick harder than before, readying himself to fuck her long and hard.
I lean forward and, in a murmured tone, tell her, “Ask him for it, princess. Be direct.”
She whines and takes a deep breath. “Axl, please, fuck me.”
“More. He wants you to tell him where.”
My friend grips Finleigh’s ass cheeks, spreading them wide and rubbing his rod along her crack, groaning in desperation for her.
“My ass, Axl. Please, fuck it.” Chuckling at her hesitation, I kiss her cheek.
“You heard her, brother. She wants that big cock deep inside of her, fucking until you’re both blind.” Taunting him, he snarls at me before lining his dick up with her hole and thrusting forward.
Her mouth opens on a gasp, and I take the opportunity to give her something to suck on.
“Fuck!” I shout when she doesn’t hesitate to draw me all the way in, arching her back to take me deeper and swallowing while massaging my girth with her tongue underneath.
“She’s going to make me come in a flash.
” I clutch her hair with my hands and use her skull as leverage to fuck her mouth.
“Jesus, man. How is this so fucking hot?” Axl rubs a hand up her spine to grab the back of her neck and steady her in place. “I could come just from watching her eat your monster.” I’d laugh at his description, but I’m trying to maintain my sanity and not pop off in her mouth so quickly.
“You know.” Finleigh fucking hums, and I nearly lose it. “After she has the baby and is all healed up, we’re going to have to take turns fucking that pussy until she’s knocked up again.”
Axl thrusts viciously, forcing my dick farther down her throat until she chokes. I pull away ever so slightly to allow her a bit of air, then slide back in slowly, loving how her teeth graze me. The bite of pain is thrilling.
“Those leaking milky tits, too. Fuck. I want a mouthful now.” Axl practically drools, and I wonder if we can make it happen earlier than birth.
“Maybe if we start sucking on her now, she’ll have a serious supply come in for the baby in a few months.”
“Oh, fuck yes!” Axl almost pumps the air in celebration, but Fin wiggles her ass on him, and he curses again. “This ass, man. I can’t get enough of it.”
“It’s good, so fucking good, but she’s a master with her mouth.” Almost too fucking perfect because I’m holding on by a damn thread. “I’m fucking ready to shoot a load down her throat and watch her gag until she can’t breathe.”
“Do it,” Axl dares, holding her waist tight so she can’t move in either direction without our permission.
“You ready, princess?” She hums again, and my balls tighten, ready to let loose.
“Relax that throat for me.” She does, and I push forward, sliding farther, until her hands grip my hips, and her nails dig into me.
“Swallow,” I groan, feeling the jizz bubbling up my stalk and spraying the inside of her throat as it constricts around the tip.
She doesn’t allow me to say more as she continues sucking and swallowing me down.
“Ah, fuck. You know how much of a good girl you are? Eating it all up like your own creamy treat. Don’t.
Fucking. Stop.” Thrusting shallowly now, Fin continues to suck and stroke my cock with her mouth and tongue.
Maintaining his grasp on her hips, Axl sits back and drags her with him as he removes the blindfold. Her lips are swollen from my fucking, her eyes are wide with need, and she’s breathing heavy as I finally take her panties off my dick.
“You alright?” It’s a casual question full of much more than concern. I fucking love this woman and find it hard to say the words out loud.
“Better than alright,” she sighs as she rides Axl’s cock from her position.
Her bouncing tits call to me. Moving towards them, my hand reaches for her pussy first, and three fingers glide into her tight core.
My palm applies pressure on her clit, and my lips suckle on a nipple to warm up.
I intend to treat her to the same pleasure she gave me by suctioning hard, using my tongue to flick the tip, and letting my other hand massage the sensitive globe.
I have no fucking clue if we can coax her tits into bringing in her milk supply or not, but we’re damn sure going to try.
“Oh god, I’m going to come,” she cries out, her hands clinching my head to her body, begging me to continue.
“Fuck…damn…this ass. Fucking come for us, princess, give us all that honey cream you have.” Axl mercilessly slams into her body until they both scream in ecstasy, as I switch tits and give her other nipple the same attention.
Tears stream down Finleigh’s face from the intensity of our loving, and Axl looks ready to explode from the pleasure. “Don’t fucking stop,” I demand, even though he’s exhausted. Something we’ve learned is that our girl likes being fucked until she passes out and even long after.
“Cramp,” Axl grunts but doesn’t stop until we feel her body go lax between us. Tipping to the side, he moans as he pulls out of her ass. Her body rolls back, and he wraps his lips around her free nipple.
We stay like that for a long damn time, sucking, rolling, and massaging her until she pushes us away in her sleep. Just as I’m about to pull away, I feel a tiny drop on my tongue and savor the nutty sweetness.
“It fucking works.” Axl stares down at her in wonder.
“Yeah, it does.”
She’s likely far enough along, so that could be the reason. But I don’t care because we’ll be doing this as often as we can until she’s got a steady supply flowing.
When we met Finleigh, there was something special about her.
She enthralled me in a way no other woman ever had.
She captured my attention from her first spoken words, asking us if we had plans that night, then inviting us to her hotel room.
She was brave and confident. Knew what she wanted and went for it.
We never thought we’d see her again; however, when we did, neither of us imagined the way things would turn out. Now that we have her, we’re never letting her go, not for anything.
Finleigh Collins is forever property of Brute and Axl.