Eight Brothers Fiancee (Love by Numbers 7)

I held up my hands. “A deal’s a deal, I just have one request.”

“What’s that?” Maverick asked.

“Rogan told me that you all have your own kinks. I wanna know what they are.”

Keaton jumped up from the couch next to me. “For real?” He rushed over to a cabinet and opened it, causing a flurry of ropes, whips, and handcuffs to fall out. “Are you sure?”

I could already feel my pussy dripping at the sight of the toys. I held my wrists out in front of me. “I said what I said.”

Keaton pulled out a handful of ropes and then walked over to me and lifted me up from the couch. He kissed me and then bent me over the back of the couch. He unbuttoned my pants and rolled them down my legs, kissing along my ass, thighs, and shins as he went. He stood up and slapped my ass and I jumped. It scared me, but the pain was nice. I learned with Jett’s ‘vampire bite’ that pain mixed with pleasure was a good combo. He used a couple of the lengths of rope to secure my angles to the feet of the couch, and then walked around to the other side. He pulled my t-shirt off the same way he had my pants, kissing my arms as he pulled it off, and then he pulled my wrists together and tied them with the final length of rope.

He slammed his lips against mine again, shoving his tongue inside with excited force. It didn’t surprise me that Keaton was the ‘wild’ one, but I was struggling to keep up.

“Slow down, shit,” Maverick said. “Besides, I won. I should get first dibs.”

Maverick walked behind me and crouched. I couldn’t see what he was doing, but a few moments later, I felt his tongue touch my pussy.

“Ah!” I yelped.

His tongue was longer than I’d remember seeing. It was like a small snake sliding all around my pussy lips, the edges of my pelvis, my inner thighs, and finally my clit and hole. His movements were methodical, slow, enticing. They were increasing the sensitivity in my pussy bit by bit until I felt like I was going to come. He poked his tongue against hole, shoving it just barely inside before pulling it out again. In and out, in and out, never going so far as to enter, but just enough to make me grind my hips down searching for more. It whispered along my pussy and back up to my clit to flip it over and under his tongue. It started to tingle and my eyes started to water as I came unexpectedly, causing my legs to shake.

Maverick stood up behind me, tapping my ass a couple of times. “That’s not even my kink.”

I couldn’t think straight. For a guy to give such wonderful head and not even have a kink for it, that was unreal.

“Del, hand me a condom,” Maverick said, as he pulled off his shirt and stepped out of his jeans.

Delvin reached into a different drawer from the one Keaton had gone into, and pulled out several condoms. He handed them out like movie tickets, giving me a signature, devilish smile as he did so. He didn’t slide one on himself, however, as he walked around and stood in front of me. He grabbed my face and tipped it up to him and I could barely keep myself up with my hands bound.

“You want to know what my kink is, beautiful?” He stroked his dick as he brought it near to my face. “I love to spit roast.”

I’d never heard the term in a sexual contest before, but as Delvin guided his cock into my mouth, I could feel Maverick poking at my pussy behind me, and it clicked. I was the roast. I flattened my tongue, having learned a few techniques from Rogan the night before, so I could take in as much of Delvin as possible. He ran his hands through his hair as he slowly started to thrust in and out of my mouth. Maverick teased my clit with his head a little bit before finally pushing his way inside. I hated that I would have to admit someday that Maverick had told no lies about the size of his cock. I felt stretched to max as he worked his massive girth down my hole, and when he was fully blanketed by me, I let out a moan. He was huge and each movement felt like it was pressing along some sensitive spot inside. Before I knew it, I was throwing my ass back to meet him, screaming around Delvin’s dick every single time he went all the way in. He was hitting the deepest parts of me and I was in bliss.

“Fuck,” Maverick said, laying a loud, lewd slap on my ass. “You like that big dick baby.”