Credence

We reach the top, that door closing, too. The fire burns, and the air is warm, Kaleb’s smell making my skin hum.

My pussy clenches, feeling his big bed looming behind me.

I start to lower my feet to the floor, but all of a sudden, Noah wraps his arms around my torso and pulls me back into him instead. My toes touch the hardwood floor, and I stare at Kaleb as his brother whispers in my ear.

“He could be gone days,” he says, reaching around and pinching my clit between his fingers. “Days, Tiernan.”

I arch my back, the little pain and the promise of what they could do to me in their father’s absence sending a shockwave through my body.

Fuck, yes.

The pain in my arm is gone, and I can’t feel anything other than my heart beat right now.

Breaking away, I stumble backward, my lungs getting smaller. I can’t get enough air. They face me, slowly stalking toward me, Kaleb rubbing his cock through his jeans.

The backs of my knees hit the bed, and I fall to my ass, hitting the sheets.

Crawling back, I move over the bed on my hands and knees, watching them come for me.

“We took care of you,” Noah says, quirking a smile as he rubs himself through his jeans, too. “Now, take care of us.”

He rushes me, coming in, catching me, and cupping my face as both of us fall to the bed.

I land on my back, my head hitting the pillow as Noah lies at my side.

“Noah…” I let out a small cry.

“Shhhh.”

“I’m scared,” I whisper.

Kaleb circles the bed, watching as Noah strokes my hair.

He threads my braid through his fingers. “We’re going to fuck you, baby.”

His hand dips between my legs, and Kaleb grabs my ankle, pulling my thighs apart.

Noah sinks two fingers inside me, and I gasp as they slip in easily, wet as I am.

Noah’s lips find mine, and he kisses as he pumps his fingers slowly. “Wider, baby,” he begs.

I spread both thighs wider as his tongue moves in my mouth and then moves to my breasts, sucking and biting my nipple.

I look up at Kaleb as I move into his brother’s hand, seeking his fingers out and wanting to move at my pace.

“Goddamn,” Noah grits out. “Man, she’s tight.”

He fills me, but I want him deeper. I’m craving more, his body, his muscles, I want it all fucking me.

“Don’t stop,” I groan. God, he feels good.

But more. I need more.

I take his face, bringing his mouth to mine, and he keeps fingering me as his mouth moves over mine, teasing me down to my belly.

Something knocks him, breaking the kiss, and before I can open my eyes, Kaleb’s lips are on mine, kissing me hard from above. Noah sinks into my neck, kissing behind my ear, and I grapple for Kaleb’s belt, trying to unfasten it.

He stops me, though, and I open my eyes to see him rise off the bed and undo it himself.