23
Nerves set my body alight as Manson moves closer. I don’t remember the first time this happened. They made me bleed, I know that. I felt them for days after, watched myself beg on that recording. But the intensity, the pleasure? I was numb to it.
Not this time.
I’m taking something for myself here. It feels weird playing house with my devils, but if this is what it takes to move on, move forward? I’ll do it. I’ll do it a thousand times because I deserve every bit of happiness and pleasure I can squeeze out of them.
It starts here.
Holding my arms out for Manson, I let him pick me up off Asher’s lap and put me gently on my feet. From here, I run my fingers up his chest, touch his chin. “Kiss me, Manson.”
His mouth crashes to mine the second he gets my shirt off my body, and as his hands cradle my face I feel Asher begin to slide down my panties. “Spin her around, but keep kissing her.”
Manson does, craning my neck to the side so his tongue can slide against mine, and my heart beats a little faster as Asher lifts one of my legs over his shoulder.
There’s no fucking way. I’m scared to look down to make sure, what if I spook him? He’s never done it before, never done anything that was purely for my pleasure. It makes it hard to breathe, hard to focus on the kiss — and then he licks me.
I whimper into Manson’s mouth, earning a smile and a breathless laugh from him when Ash does it again. “How’s it feel, pet? How’s it feel to have your mean, angry step-brother kneeling before you and eating your pussy?”
Ash sucks my clit into his mouth before I can answer, stealing my words and maybe my sanity. I barely stay standing as my knees buckle and pleasure twists so furiously in my gut, I think I’m drowning him.
“That good, huh?” Manson teases, licking into my mouth and forcing me to stay in the moment as Ash devours me in a way I never thought I’d experience with him. He’s bearing some of my weight along with Manson, his thick palm wrapped around my throat, and for once I allow myself to be happy I’m at their mercy.
“We’re going to fuck you so good, Rhea. You’ve been craving it since the video, haven’t you?”
“No,” I deny, but Asher pauses. “Maybe.” He pulls away entirely, so I rush out, “Yes! Okay? Yes. Please don’t st—”
He steals my words again, stuffing two fingers inside me as his tongue flicks over my clit. The moan that leaves me sounds so pathetic I’d want to hide if I wasn’t so desperate to come on my big brother’s face.
But the way he’s eating me out, the way Manson is whispering dirty little things into my ear makes it impossible to feel shame. All I care about is release, and when Asher growls, “come on my face” up at me, I start to actually believe he can change. The Asher I knew would’ve edged me, denied me pleasure until he got enough of his own that he just didn’t care anymore. But the passion in his eyes, the lust? He wants me to feel good.
I grip Manson tighter to keep myself steady as I let that first orgasm consume me. It’s the first one I’ve asked for, the first one without a dozen strings attached — and fuck, it feels good. Too good.
“Fuck,” he mumbles, face still buried in my cunt as he selfishly licks me clean, but when Manson realizes what he’s doing he jerks me away.
“My turn. Lay back on big brother’s lap and face me.”
My legs are fucking jelly as I wait for Ash to lay down and get on top of him. I try not to put too much of my weight on him until he grabs me and pins us together, keeping me steady as Manson kneels down in front of me. He reaches under to pull Asher’s cock out, then positions me so it’s next to my pussy as he begins licking up the mess Ash left behind. “Love the way you both smell.”
Ash nips at my shoulder, keeping a constant thrum of pleasure and pain vibrating through my body. This is what I needed, what I craved. I’m awake. I’m alive. I can move. I’m not tied down or under duress, I’m fucking free.
“Suck him, Manson. Let me hear you gag the way that I do.”
Ash hisses into my ear the second he sucks him in, and I feel him as he lowers himself all the way down Asher’s shaft. “Oh fuck,” Ash breathes, sending butterflies scattering through my stomach. Holy fuck, this is hot. I can’t see Manson, but I can feel him and hear what it’s doing to Asher. My clit throbs in anticipation.
“Wait, I wanna watch,” I gasp out. “Let me watch you two with each other first.”
Manson pulls off of him with a pop and laps at my pussy again. “Yeah? What do you want to watch, pet?“
My mind reels with the possibilities. I’d love to watch them split each other in half, but something tells me they rarely take it that far. “F-Frot,” I stutter out. “I— oh fuck.” My thighs clench as I picture it. “Please.”
They moan in a way that tells me this won’t be the first time, but it’s clearly been a while. “Will you help us?” Ash asks as he moves into position on the floor with Manson. “Use your hands and mouth, little sister.” Their cocks jerk when they bump together, making it hard to say no. I wanted to watch, but this is going too well to argue.
Crawling over, I wrap my hands around them and squeeze as I spit on their tips. “Who leads when I’m not around? Asher?” I ask, leaning down to suck him in and pull off with a pop. “Or Manson?” I do the same to him, making his leg shake as he groans.
“Both... it’s whoever takes the lead when we start. Usually me,” Manson admits. “He’s always a little bossy, though.”
Asher? Bossy? Never.
Smirking, I stroke them together until I work up the courage to suck them both in. My cheeks stretch and I still can’t get more than their crowns in, but hearing the noises it rips from their chests spurs me on as I drool down their shafts.
“So fucking hot,” Asher mumbled. “Look at how wide that little mouth can get, Manson.”
A broad hand finds the back of my head as Manson ruts up, choking me and making my eyes roll until I come up for air. Steadying myself, I take one cock in each hand, lowering down to place a flirty, teasing kiss on each of their balls.
And when Asher reaches to help me stroke them both I pull back to watch while I can. Both of them are staring down at their joined cocks until Manson reaches out to grip my throat, but he holds me there so I can’t look away. Like I’d even try to. This is exactly what I wanted.
Well, almost.
The moment Manson lets me go, I move behind Asher and gently pull his hands behind his back as I whisper, “Don’t fight it,” into his ear. Meeting Manson’s eyes over my brother’s shoulder, I nod down to Asher’s aching cock. “Go on. Show me.”
Asher growls, tugging a little away, but he seems to catch himself when his cock leaks. “Fuck.”
“Yeah,” Manson says. “Fuck. Let me show her how I take care of you.”
He wraps both of his hands around their cocks and spits down, sliding it around slowly as they both roll their hips.
“Are his fists as tight as my pussy?” I ask, flicking my tongue over Asher’s earlobe as I watch. “Are they as wet?”
“Hell no,” he admits. “But he knows what he’s doing, Rhea. Goddamn that feels so fucking good.”
Manson spits a little more and strokes faster, his gaze snapping back and forth between their cocks and my face. “Bite him, pet.”
Floored, I grip his hands a little tighter and kiss his neck, once, twice, then bite down and suck his skin between my teeth.
“Oh, god!” Asher’s hips cant in the air as he leaks in Manson’s fist, but just as he’s muttering about how he’s close to coming Manson stops stroking all together and tosses me a wink. “What the fuck!” Ash tugs on my hold in desperation, but I’m no fool. If he wanted me to release him there’d be no stopping him. “Manson... come on. Rhea...”
I’ve truly never heard Asher sound more vulnerable.
It humanizes him in a way I really needed.
“What’s wrong Ash?”
“I want to come,” he admits, twitching when Manson reaches out to stroke him once. “Fu-ck.”
“You’re doing good, Ash. I’m surprised you aren’t pinning one of us down by now, but you remember what our girl wanted. She wants both of us in her pussy.”
Asher nods hastily in agreement, telling me that I’ve pushed him as far as I can today. Time to do a little rewarding of my own.
“Which one of you first?”
They both say “me” at the same time and then share a chuckle. “Fine. Manson first.” Ash’s cock twitches. “I want to squeeze in there.”
“Hell yeah.”
Manson lifts me up to carry me to Asher’s bed, laying back so I can straddle him.
“No,” Asher growls. “Flip her over. I want to see the difference in her eyes this time.”
My heart skips a beat as Manson shrugs, helping me turn around and face the man who has broken me more than once. There’s still a part of me that wants to hide from him, from this, from the pleasure he brings me. Of course the little bastard won’t let me.
Manson slips inside of me almost too easily as he pulls my back against his chest, moving my hair out of the way and kissing my ear. “You’re so warm, pet. I think I could stay inside you forever.”
“No lies there,” Asher agrees. “But you’re going to have to share.”
Grinning, he leans in to flick his tongue over my clit again as his fingers slide inside to stretch me. It’s already too much, no wonder I bled the first time. My breath catches in my throat as I try to relax, but every swipe of the devil’s tongue unravels me a little further.
“Will you stop if I ask you to?”
“Absolutely not,” he growls, a darkness to his tone that makes me clench tightly around them.
Based on the groan Manson releases, he loved it. “Yeah, you must have forgotten the fact that we just edged our boy here. We’ve awoken the devil inside of him.”
It makes me smile. It’s wrong and I know it is, but something about that level of desire makes me feel like a god. “So what are you waiting for?”
His tongue freezes against my clit at the challenge, and when I feel him ghost his tooth along it, I almost wish he’d do it.
“You think you’re ready, pet?” Asher lifts up and removes his fingers to get into position, sending a rush of adrenaline through me that makes me lightheaded.
No, I’m not ready, but that’s exactly why I want it. They’ve shown me over and over again how strong I am, how much I can handle... and how good it feels when they hurt me. Manson’s arms wrap around me to keep me steady as I nod. “I’m ready.”
His rock-hard cock juts in front of him, his soaked fingers gliding along his shaft as he stares at my pussy expectantly. “We’re gonna wreck this pussy, Rhea. You can scream all you want, but we’re not going to stop until your greedy little cunt is filled with both of our cum.”
I relax a little when he adds the tiniest bit of lube, but my breathing immediately picks up again when he leans in and I feel his crown sliding down my clit.
Fuck, I’m really not ready for this.
I try so hard not to scream as he pushes in, but it’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I thought having one in my ass while the other filled my pussy was intense, but this? I feel like my whole body is going to shatter as he drives himself deeper.
The scream comes out anyway.
“Fuck yeah,” he growls menacingly. “Scream for us, baby. Tell me how much it hurts.”
Manson whimpers in pleasure underneath me, his fingers curling into my hips, giving me something else to focus on as Asher grips my chin hard. “There she is,” he whispers almost lovingly. “Awake and fucking desperate for it.”
My cunt spasms as he smacks my cheek hard enough to make me see stars.
“Do it again,” Manson gasps out, twitching under me as he buries himself deeper. “Fuck me, do it again.”
“Sorry, baby sister. I never could deny Manson when he begs.” He slaps me harder this time, his fingers hooking in my mouth when I gasp. I already know what’s coming when he tugs my chin down. It isn’t the kiss I crave, but it’s as close as he’ll give me for the time being.
The taste of his spit on my tongue pushes me past the point of reason, of pride. I’m nothing right now but a doll they’re using for their pleasure — and I fucking love it. It feels so different this time. The orgasm they rip out of me brings tears to my eyes as I swallow that spit and show him my clean tongue, making him thrust harder.
“Such a good little pet when you want to be.” He slaps down on my nipple as the praise makes my chest swell.
“I told you,” I mumble. “I told you both. You didn’t listen.”
Manson’s hands slide up and roam my body. “You did. We’re listening now.”
Asher nods, his palm wrapping around my throat as he fucks me even harder, and when his cock slips out of me they both cuss.
He slams back inside, tearing a scream from me that he can feel against his palm. Manson squeezes my tits and bites my shoulder as Ash pushes my legs further apart, giving me too many points of pain and pleasure to focus on.
And it’s all I can do to stay conscious as they do exactly as promised. They wreck me.
When they match strokes, I feel all three of our orgasms building. I feel it in the way Asher’s hand around my neck begins to tremble, the way Manson’s nails dig into my skin like he’s trying to hang on. I feel it in the way my whole body seems to vibrate with power.
“Don’t come inside me,” I beg, pushing them like always. “Don’t.”
“Shut the fuck up,” they growl in unison. Manson’s cock jerks inside of me, and the pulse of it sends Ash over with a loud groan.
Manson joins him immediately, both of them twitching and groaning and flooding my cunt with so much cum we can hear it as they fuck it deeper.
With Ash, it doesn’t seem to stop. He’s whimpering by the time he’s spent.
“I think we need to edge him more often,” I laugh breathlessly. “Holy hell.”
“Don’t get any ideas,” he forces out between heavy breaths, but there’s a dopy side smile on his face that makes me melt.
“Agreed,” Manson says, hands sliding along my skin lovingly. “How’s your pussy?”
“Ask me again in an hour. Right now I think she’s dead.” I shift just a little so I can turn my face and kiss his cheek softly. “How’s your cock?”
“He’s as happy as can be right now,” he says with a chuckle, and Asher joining in makes me smile.
“What? He just came, still buried inside his woman with his best friend there too. Dude’s in heaven.”
“I hate to break the party up, but I should pee and then I think I need a nap. Just... pull out slowly, please. Leave my insides where they belong.”
“We’d just find a way to fuck those too,” Ash jokes, slowly inching his way out of me, and when his dick leaves my body I hear him groan at the sight. “So much cum just dripped down your cock. You feel it?”
“Hell yeah, I did.” Manson moans into my ear, rutting up to fuck it deeper. Something tells me they’re not ready to let me go.
I don’t think they’ll ever be ready.
Ash grips underneath my armpits and lifts me off, holding me there so more cum drips down onto Manson, then sets me down right next to him. “Clean him up, pet. Don’t suck. Just use your tongue.”
Fucking hell. My oversensitive clit throbs as Asher holds my hands behind my back and I lean down, licking the cum from Manson’s thigh first.
“So beautiful,” Manson praises just as Asher whispers, “Good girl.”
I can feel their predatory gazes on me as I lap up their cum, but it just makes me want more. My cheeks flush with heat as I lick his balls, his cock, his stomach, hungry for every drop.
The second I’m finished, Asher wraps my hair around his wrist and tugs me up to Manson’s face. “Let him have a taste.”
God, they’re going to kill me.
The feverish way he kisses me makes me crazy, makes me need another orgasm. My fingers find my clit before I can think twice, and before I know it Ash is positioning me on Manson’s thigh and grabbing my hand to pin them together again. “Ride it. Make a fucking mess of him, pet.”
I don’t hesitate. I don’t care. Grinding down, I rub my pussy on his thigh until it’s so slippery, I’m barely getting any friction. It just spurs me on to press down harder, move faster. “Ash, please...”
My step-brother hooks his thumb inside my ass with a growl and guides my movements, pushing me down harder, and it’s finally enough. I let out a whimpered little moan as my body trembles and I make an even bigger mess.
They both cuss and moan in awe as they help work me through it, and when Ash leans in to suck on my neck it feels like the pleasure may never end.
Reaching back, I grip his cock and stroke with a loose fist. “More?”
“More,” he grunts like a caveman, shoving me down so I’m practically laying on top of Manson. His cock shoves its way back inside me with his finger still in my ass, and even though it’s clear this is just for him, every thrust leaves me strung out and wanting more.
“Made me wait so long for this fucking pussy,” he mutters under his breath, but Manson and I can both hear him. I can see it clear as day on his face that he’s listening too. “You’re. Fucking. Mine.”
His free hand tightens painfully in my hair as he punishes me, but for once, it doesn’t feel like a punishment. It feels like starting over. Like wiping the slate clean.
“Am I?” I goad. “Prove it.”
“Fuck!” He lets go of my hair and pulls his finger out of my ass so he can wrap both of his hands around my throat, fucking me so hard every thrust makes me cry out.
“Shhh,” Manson croons, stroking my cheek softly. “Take it, Rhea. Be a good little pet and take it.”
And I do, but god, it’s more than I bargained for. He pushes me past the point of pleasure to something searing and heart stopping.
“Rhea!”
Ash comes hard, slamming inside to fill me up even more, and this time when he lays his weight on me and kisses my neck, I know he’s finally spent.
I just hope Manson is too. As much as I hate to say it, I think I’m done.
At least for now.