Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 47822 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47822 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
“Oh God! Please! I need you guys!”
I tore open the condom Crush tossed to me before probing River’s pussy with the tip of my cock. Crush sheathed himself, then squirted a liberal amount of lube on his palm to grease his dick. River’s breath came in little pants, and she clutched my arm with one hand and reached behind her to grip Crush’s hip with her other.
“Thank God we talked about this on the plane,” I muttered when River’s pussy squeezed my dick as I eased inside her. “Thank fuckin’ God.” My voice was strained and sweat beaded on my brow with the effort it took not to come. Just the thought of what we were about to do nearly had me coming.
“You want us like we talked about?” Crush asked her, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my own spine. “Byte in your pussy? Me in your ass? We’re ready. But you’ve got to tell us that’s what you want.”
“Jesus, Crush,” River swore as she reached farther behind her. Crush grunted as River wiggled around. Then I felt the head of his dick enter River’s ass.
“Holy fuck!” I gritted my teeth. Crush didn’t look like he was in much better shape.
I pressed kisses to her shoulders, her neck, giving her time to adjust as Crush slid inside her ass one slow inch at a time. When her breathing steadied, I reached between us to find where we were joined, circling her clit until she began to rock her hips to complement our movements.
It took a moment, but when we finally got the right rhythm, I knew I was in trouble.
“Good thing we’re home,” I bit out. “‘Cause this ain’t gonna last long and I want another round.”
River’s laughter was strained, but her smile was amazing.
“OK?” Crush asked, his voice strained with the effort of remaining still.
River nodded, her eyes glazed with pleasure. “More than OK. Please move.”
The position -- with us all on our sides -- wasn’t what I’d call ideal, but it worked for us. “That’s it, baby,” I encouraged, watching her face, captivated by the emotion. Raw, unadulterated pleasure shone brightly in her smile. She was completely abandoned as she accepted our claim on her body with open arms. “You’re gonna come for us. Aren’t you?”
Crush’s hands slid up to cup her breasts, thumbs brushing over her nipples in time with our thrusts. “You’re ours,” he growled against her throat. “Say it.”
“Yours.” Her body tightened around us both. “I’m yours.”
Her climax hit suddenly, her inner muscles clamping down on us both. The explosion of rapture was so intense, stars danced behind my eyes. Crush followed immediately, his shout mingling with River’s cries as his body tensed along with hers. The sensation of them both coming undone pushed me over the edge, my release tearing through me with a force that left me gasping against River’s sweat-slicked shoulder.
We collapsed together in a tangle of limbs, breathless and sated. I eased myself from River’s body with care, disposing of the condom before returning to the bed. Crush waited until I climbed back in bed and pulled River into my arms before heading to the bathroom himself.
“You good?” I asked, pressing a kiss to her shoulder, tasting the salt of her skin.
River’s sigh was soft, breathless. “I don’t think I’ve ever been better in my life.”
Crush climbed back into bed, moving in behind River. Then he reached for her, moving her to drape over his chest. “My turn,” he grumbled as he settled her where he wanted her. River didn’t move. I heard her giggle, though.
“She was fine where she was at.” I felt the need to protest. Not because I begrudged my brother his time holding River, but because I could.
“I’d say there was plenty of me to go around but I can already see it’s going to take all my energy to keep up with both of you.”
“You complaining?” Crush kissed the top of her head.
I stroked the skin of her back up and down until I finally rested my hand on the curve of her hip. “You’re ours, baby,” I whispered to her. She was already asleep, but it didn’t matter. I needed to say the words again.
“Ours,” Crush murmured against her hair, his voice thick with emotion.
I pressed my forehead against the back of her neck, breathing in her scent. “Ours,” I echoed, the word carrying the weight of a vow.
River sighed contentedly between us, her body limp in sleep. She’d already dozed off and I smiled. In that moment, wrapped around her with my brother, I knew we’d gotten this right. Our home would always be with this woman. The three of us together, bound by something stronger than blood.
We’d found our missing piece. And neither of us would ever let go.