Chapter Eleven
EVAN
Cam releases her and stands. “Rise,” he barks.
She does as he commands. He tugs the thong from her mouth, then brings it to his nose and inhales.
I groan, knowing her fucking pussy smells like sin wrapped in a beautiful package.
“So fucking wet,” he purrs. Sian flushes and the sight alone has my cock rock hard and begging to be inside her.
The fact Cam is here right now with us, tells me he isn’t going to deny himself any longer.
He thought abandoning the church meant he would be damned.
Quin and I have been trying to show him for months that he is capable of happiness.
We’ve shared women. Quin doesn’t long for the comfort of a woman like we do but he does join in and fucks us but never the girl.
The fact he is here tonight and the one instigating this sexual encounter shows me that my little stepsister has woven her magic on him and has him hooked on her cunt.
When I came home last night, none of them heard me enter, which was a good thing since I didn’t have my mask on.
The sight of them all fucking had my mouth watering and my dick begging for release.
I had to escape. I hid in Cam’s room. The moment he came in and saw me, he knew what I needed and gave me that ass without question.
The whole time I was fucking him, I was picturing her spread out in front of us while he ate her cunt and Quin fucked her throat.
Cam grips her arm and drags her across the room toward us.
“Bottom?” he asks. I don’t hesitate to remove my vestment but I leave the mask in place as I climb onto the counter.
All the food crumbles beneath my weight as I lay flat on my back.
Quin grabs one of the bowls of cream and dips his hand into it, then smears it all over my chest. Cam releases Sian and moves to my other side, grabs the bowl of chocolate fudge sauce and tips some of it over my cock, making me hiss from the cold.
The fucker winks at me, earning a growl which is quickly muted when he bends down and wraps his mouth around my cock, making me moan.
Quin leans down and begins to lick cream from my chest, making me shiver from the feeling of having both of their mouths on me.
Fuck, this is the reason I left the church and stopped trying to gain my priesthood.
I couldn’t fathom giving up the pleasures of this life.
When Cam called and asked if I would come with him and help open this club, I jumped at the chance.
When we hired Quin, I knew straight away that he would fall into bed with us. The man is fucking beautiful and loves to throw me around.
“Holy fuck, that’s hot,” Sian pants. I jerk in shock. I forgot that she was here for a second. Cam and Quin both pull back and look at her. I want to protest from the loss of their mouths, but I know she’s about to put that pussy on my cock and that’s what has me remaining silent.
“Tonight, you get to play with your food. We’re going to cover you in it then eat it off you,” Quin declares. She bites down on her bottom lip, trying to hide her smile and nods.
“Yes, Father,” she breathes out with a husky lilt to her tone that has my dick twitching.
“You’ll be taking all three of our cocks,” Cam says as he grips her waist then lifts her.
She straddles my lap and places her hands flat on my chest. Her eyes are locked onto mine and I feel a rush of lust flow through me.
I’ve wanted this girl for years. After her mom and my dad separated I worried about her.
Dad and I made sure it was known that she was welcome at our house but then he passed away and she… vanished.
I didn’t just lose my dad, I lost her as well and that shit hurt. If it wasn’t for Cameron I don’t know if I would have ever got through that time in my life. Now that I have both here, I’m not letting them go.
She gasps when Quin smears cream over her tits, then she arches into his hand and moans. “Such a good little slut,” I praise.
“Fuck, sploshing with you is going to be fun,” Quin mutters to himself.
“Pick a safe word,” Cam says as he rubs chocolate sauce around her throat.
Her brows bunch and she looks down at me for further explanation.
I choose to ignore her questioning look and grip her waist. “Put my cock inside you,” I order.
Her eyes widen and a look of longing flashes through those mesmerizing eyes.
Cam and Quin step back and begin to disrobe as she reaches down and grips my cock.
I hiss at the feeling of her hand on me.
She lines me up with her entrance and slowly sinks down onto me—being inside her is like waking up Thanksgiving morning, so fucking grateful for the feast you’re about to devour.
A fine sheen of sweat begins to dot her brow as she continues to sink down on me. I love the sight of my cock slowly disappearing inside her tight little cunt. I grit my teeth and breathe through my nose, this is the most agonizing torture yet. I love every second of it and long for more.
Unable to control myself, I use the grip on her waist to slam her down as I thrust upward at the same time. “Fuck!” she screams out. I grunt and instantly tense when her pussy clamps down on my dick trying to milk it for what it’s worth already.
“Safe word, now! I won’t fucking ask again!” Cameron snaps. She flinches at the angry tone of his voice.
“Evan.” I go still beneath her. Cameron and Quin both freeze and stare at her with looks of surprise. “My safe word is Evan,” she pants as she grinds down onto me, making me groan. Hearing my name out of her mouth with my cock buried deep inside her tight, wet pussy almost has me busting a nut.
Cam climbs onto the counter behind her. I widen my legs to give him better access. He pushes her forward so she is lying flat against me. I hear him squirt the lube into his hand and then she gasps when he begins to circle her hole.
“No plug?” he taunts.
“No. I wanted your cocks to stretch me out,” she pants as he pushes two fingers inside her tight hole. I growl when her pussy tightens around me. Fuck, it feels so good. I need Cam to hurry the fuck up.
“These holes belong to us,” Quin declares.
“Yes, Father.” Sian moans as Cam continues to finger her ass.
When he finally switches his fingers for his cock, she tenses by instinct until he swats her ass.
“Don’t fucking fight it. Take my cock, you filthy slut,” he snarls.
Quin continues to cover the three of us in creams, fudge and puddings.
This is his favorite room. He loves fucking in here and making a mess with the food, so he can eat it off us once we’re done.
Sian’s moans fill the room as Cam pushes inside her.
A sheen of sweat coats my body as I fight to remain still and not move a muscle.
“Oh, God,” she cries out when he slams the rest of the way inside her, making the three of us moan. He grips her hair and yanks her up until her back is plastered against his chest.
“He won’t fucking help you. You’re just as damned as we are so best get used to sinning, baby girl, because you’re coming to hell with the three of us.”