Quadruple Sext (Accidental Stepbrother 5)

I refocused on Adam as I stroked his brothers and let my lips and good use of suction take him back to the edge we were all eager to dance naked on. I heard him groan above me at the moment a pulse raced up his cock.

I’d arranged for birth control, but we still needed to be careful. I hadn’t had it for a month yet, so while I’d let them come in my mouth or on me, they weren’t to come inside of me. They knew that and agreed. We all had to be more careful, but for now, I swallowed the liquid proof of Adam’s pleasure. When he was finished, he moved away from me to sink down in an armchair.

I turned to Daniel, and Michael took Adam’s place. Both leaned against the wall over me. Their hands propping them up as one drove into my mouth, fast and hard, while the other moved in my hand. It was intoxicating, how much their groans made me feel.

The minute Daniel sank down away from me, his pleasure now complete, Michael pulled me up against the wall. I wrapped my arms around his neck and wrapped my legs around his hips. His fingers found my wet depths, seconds before he pushed his pants off to slam into me. He’d managed to slip a condom on in there somewhere, and I felt him glide into me with a shiver of delight.

I was so turned on that his first thrust into me had me gasping; so close to the orgasm I’d wanted for ages now. My gasp drove him to pound into me, hard, fast, without caring about foreplay. Sucking his brothers off had been all the foreplay I needed. Anticipation had haunted me all day and now, the slightest touch, the right touch, his touch would set me off. He pulled me up a little higher and slammed my body into the wall with his. That was it, that was the place I needed.

His lips dragged down my neck and his hand moved just long enough to free my breasts from the dress and the bra, to latch onto a nipple. That was it. When he did that at the same moment his hands dug into my ass I went off.

I screamed something. I don’t know what, but I screamed as pleasure made me clamp down on the length of his cock. I arched into it, into him, to let my body suck up every moment of ecstasy that it could.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous when you come,” he groaned just as he poured himself into me. We came together, and when he thrust into me one last time, he let go of my nipple to kiss me.

He let me go, at last, and I sank down to the floor. I was completely debauched, with my hair in disarray, both of my tits hanging out of my dress, with my dress up around my hips. I looked at Tristan to see he was looking at me as if he’d never seen anything more tempting. I smiled ready for more.Chapter Twenty-Two

Tristan picked me up from the floor and carried me to the bedroom. He left the door open so that if any of his brothers recovered themselves, they could join us. I smiled up at him as he pulled my dress and my underwear off.

“You’re never more beautiful than the moments after you’ve made one of us come. It pleases you.” He looked at me closely, smelled my skin as he moved over me, his own clothes gone now. “I didn’t know it would please a woman to make a man come like it does you.”

“Does it please you when you know you’ve done something that rocks my world?” I asked playfully.

“It does,” he answered his hands now busy stroking down my neck. “Is it like that for women too?”

“It is, Tristan.” I bit at my lip and then spoke. “I want you all, but it’s more than that, Tristan.”

“Is it love?” he asked, curious. He settled down between my thighs as if that might influence my answer.

“I don’t know, I’ve never been in love before.” I looked away from that penetrating gaze, to stare at the wall blankly. “I think it might be, but I don’t know. What is love?”

“It’s a need. Burning need to be with that person. To talk to them, to see them, to smell and touch them. To make them laugh, to make them cry with happiness, to take care of them when they're sick, to be there when they need you.”

“Is that what it is? Is it not being able to sleep because all you can do is think about them?” I laced my fingers into his hair and brought my gaze back to him.

“I think it is, Nic. It’s so many things. Things we’re all feeling, things we want to talk about but we’re all afraid.” He pulled me over him, to straddle his waist just as Daniel came in to sit on the bed beside us. I looked over at him, leaned over to kiss him, and only pulled away when Michael and Adam came in too.