We’re doing this.
We’re really doing this.
I’m going to let Scout have sex with me while Sparrow watches.
Rather than driving into me like I expect, Scout inches in painfully slow. I claw at the sheets on the bed, whimpering and begging for more.
These men want me.
Their obsession should scare me, especially after what I’ve gone through with my father, but I can’t seem to find the fear with them.
Dad broke me.
The Mannford triplets are fixing me in some fucked-up way.
“Tell him how good this feels,” Scout rumbles from behind me once he’s seated all the way inside me. “I won’t move until you tell him.”
I squirm, testing the validity of his words. He doesn’t move his hips, instead choosing to dig his fingers into my hips, keeping me still.
“It feels good,” I admit, my gaze locked on Sparrow. “Really good.”
Sparrow grinds his teeth together so hard I’m afraid he’ll break them. Still, he doesn’t move. Watches me with a wild energy I want to get swept up in.
Scout begins moving his hips, a slow, sensual tease that makes me whiny and desperate. I drag the sheets to my face, biting down on them, anything to keep me from begging like a shameless whore. He fucks me slow, but hard in a way that feels like he’s trying to climb inside me to learn all my dark, dirty secrets. I’m unable to stop it. I want him there. I want to be known and understood and cared for.
“Scout,” I murmur. “Oh God…”
“You’re so fucking tight,” Scout growls. “Jesus.”
Sparrow’s expression is murderous, but his dick is hard in his pants. He’s not stopping me or Scout. In fact, I think he likes watching. That turns me on even more.
“You’re wet for him—for us,” Sparrow taunts, voice thick with lust, betraying his angry scowl. “You like having an audience. You like punishing us.”
My heart flutters. I am wet for them. This moment is hotter than I could have anticipated. It’d be made even better if Sully were watching too.
“You’re not in control of me,” I hiss, stifling the moan of pleasure. “No one is. Not anymore.”
“That’s where you’re wrong, baby.” Sparrow’s smile is sinister, making him look much more like Scout than Scout right now. “You’re the one getting railed by my brother while I watch.”
“Take your dick out.” I whimper when Scout drives into me hard. “You want to see who’s calling the shots right now?”
Sparrow doesn’t take his eyes off mine. Then, to my utter shock and delight, he obeys me. Slides his pants down his thighs, revealing his gorgeous cock. My pussy clenches around Scout’s thickness. I’m slick with arousal and it’s not enough.
I’m a greedy girl.
I want more.
I want all of it. Them. Together. All at once. Over and over.
“What now, baby?” Sparrow demands.
“Stroke it,” I purr. “Pretend you’re inside me.”
His jaw clenches and heat burns like an inferno in his gaze. He jerks at his dick, stopping only to spit into his hand before going back to it.
“I don’t want to pretend,” Sparrow growls. “I want you to admit that you want all three of us. All three of your little holes.”
Scout makes a strangled sound of pleasure, his hips driving into me in hard thrusts that match the movement of Sparrow’s hand.
I lick my lips and drag my eyes over the veins popping out on Sparrow’s hands. His hand shouldn’t look so sexy, but curled around his massive cock, it’s a work of art.
“Pinch her clit,” Sparrow instructs.
Scout listens to his brother, brutally mashing on my sensitive clit. I cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
“Not in charge,” Sparrow reminds me with a wolfish grin. “Admit you want us all or I’ll just keep making him abuse your clit until you have so many goddamn orgasms you can’t see straight.”
Oh God.
“I can’t admit that,” I choke out.
Because if I do, that makes me positively insane, right?
“I thought you were in charge,” Sparrow taunts.
“I am,” I blurt out. “Oh God.”
Scout fucks me relentlessly, distracting me from this conversation. Sparrow doesn’t seem all that bothered about his punishment in having to watch. Kinky bastard likes it.
And I’m a kinky bitch for liking it too.
“Admit you want to fuck all three of us.” Sparrow’s hand moves faster and faster in time with the movement of Scout’s hips. “Say it and I’ll come for you. I’ll come all over my hand watching my brother fuck the hottest, most infuriating chick on the planet.”
“Maybe—oh, God!”
“Not good enough. I need a yes or a no, baby.”
“Y-yes!”
“I fucking knew it,” Sparrow barks out. “Do you want to come all over Scout’s dick now?”
“I do…”
“You’re in charge. Make it happen.”
“Pinch me again,” I tell Scout, my voice quivering with need. “Make me come.”
Scout rolls his finger and thumb over my clit, takes hold of it, and twists until the point of pain but doesn’t go any further. I arch my back up, my body singing with an impending explosion of pleasure.