Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 74196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
“Leander’s retiring,” I say, then plunge my mouth against her neck. Fuck, I haven’t felt this ravenous in a long time. This week has been a coming back to life for all of us. Like waking up after a long sleep.
“What?” she gasps. And then her hands are in my hair.
I pull back just a little, still suckling her neck, so that Milo can unbutton the blouse she’s wearing.
I let go of her mouth so I can suck in a breath and say, “He’s offered me the Leander Mavros name to take over if I want. Or I can strike out on my own. I haven’t decided. If I want any of it.”
I drop back down to her mouth, shifting a little to the side as Milo lifts her milk-heavy breast to his lips. The guy looks like a man at worship as he licks her hardening nipple, takes one last glance at her face, and then starts to suckle her.
Hope’s hips buck against my groin.
“I want her ass tonight,” Leander growls.
Fair enough. He’s already dragging her sexy little capri pants down.
Tonight’s gonna be quick and dirty. I can already tell. Having the kids home all day meant we’ve had to behave.
So we’ve all been on the edge since about four p.m.
Leander drags her panties down along with her pants and she steps out of them eagerly.
“We’re talking right now, right here,” Leander says low as he grasps one ass cheek and slips a hand between us so he can start rubbing her clit. “Fuck, she’s already wet.”
Duh. Of course she is. I doubt we’ve been the only ones waiting for this. Doesn’t Leander know anything about our woman? Or have the last two years just made it hazy? When conditions are right, Hope is as horny as us.
She’s just a woman who needs everything to be right with her family before her body will respond fully.
And now that Milo’s home, she’s been cranked back up to an eleven.
“Fuck, she’s so slick,” Leander groans.
I pull away from the spot I’m suckling on her neck that has her twitching in my arms and reach down to unbutton and unzip just enough to shove down my pants and pull out my cock.
“Lift her up. We’re fucking her in our arms,” I say.
My brothers are in sync with me, because we all reach down. We each get a handful of ass, thigh, fingers teasing at her wet pussy, as we all lift her body—
And help her settle on my cock that’s pointed upwards and waiting.
Fuck, I love the tension of my muscles lifting her and lowering her on my straining shaft— She’s so slick when the head of my cock makes contact with her wetness.
Leander’s got her from behind, cradling her ass in his arms while Milo assists from the left.
“Milo, get down and spit on my cock,” Leander orders. “Then start working it in her ass.”
Milo bites his lip in excitement then drops to his knees to obey.
I hear him spit then imagine him rubbing the lubrication up and down Leander’s cock.
I can see the strained look of satisfaction on Leander’s face when Milo starts feeding his cock in Hope’s tight asshole.
Fuck, but I know how tight that sweet little space is. So tight and dark and warm.
My cock in her slick pussy pulses. And then I feel my brother through the slim lining of her body that separates us. I can feel him there as he enters her. My arms strain and I pull out and then thrust back in.
“Fuck,” I can’t help hissing. It feels so good. My woman’s pussy, with my brothers here surrounding, also partaking… I never could have guessed what a dream come true this could be.
There’s more pressure as Leander continues pushing inexorably in.
My fucking scalp starts to tingle.
Then I feel Milo’s hand. He’s squeezed it in between Hope’s body and mine so he can rub her clit. His palm is flat at first, applying gentle pressure against her overly-sensitive flesh. She must already be swollen though because she starts to shake.
But that’s clearly not enough for our brother.
Because even though the pressure inside her is already so immensely tight, suddenly it gets even tighter.
What the hell—?
I look down and there’s Milo’s dark head. His cock isn’t even out yet. But he’s got a wicked grin as he stares up at me and Hope.
He’s sticking his thick finger inside her alongside my cock. I feel the friction of him as he reaches inside her. And certainly she does too.
I know what he’s doing. He’s reaching for her G-spot. I can hit it with my cock, but Milo always was excellent when fingering her. He knows just how to reach inside the bottleneck of her pussy and tug backwards in a come-hither motion.
And the both of us together, him massaging her from the inside while I shift my hips in and out—