Eight Brothers Fiancee (Love by Numbers 7)

I turned my attention back to her breasts, coming to terms with my rapidly growing obsession with them. I latched onto her left one and sucked while my hand moved back to play with the right. She tossed her head back in pleasure with her fingers gripping my neck. She rode me up and down excitedly, and every time she buried me totally within her, her pussy spasmed and squeezed me. It was trying to force me to come sooner than I was planning, but I gripped my hands into her ass and slowed her pace, not ready to be done just yet.

I pulled her asscheeks apart, knowing that I was ready for my partner in crime to take his place. I released her breast and looked up at her moaning on stop of me. “You want Huxley to fuck your ass, baby?”

Alexa looked down at me, her flushed face, sex-crazed eyes and dripping mouth making my cock even harder than it already was. “Yes.”

I looked over at Huxley. “You heard her.”

“My mouth too,” Alexa continued, surprising me a little and giving me a clue as to how she took the foursome. “I want all my holes plugged.”

“Who should it be?” I asked, knowing her answer was going to cause squabbles later.

She looked over her shoulder. “I want Rogan.”

Rogan looked as if he’d just been given first prize at a county fair. He stood up without hesitation, walked up the stairs to get out of the sunken seating area, and moved around until he was behind me. He kicked his pants off and tossed his shirt aside and then got down on his knees. Alexa was like a bee to honey. She threw herself forward, shoving her breasts into my face, and closed her mouth over Rogan.

“Damn,” Rogan hissed. He put a hand on the back of her head and guided her up and down his shaft in rhythm with her riding. “That feels so good.”

Huxley abandoned his clothes as well, and lined up behind Alexa. He stuck a hand in the air, and Quentin knew exactly what he was going for. He tossed him a bottle of lube, and Huxley covered his dick and Alexa’s ass with the liquid before pressing his head to her hole.

“Are you ready for me?” he asked.

Alexa snapped herself from Rogan’s cock for a second. “Yes. Fuck me, Huxley.”

Huxley closed his eyes and shuddered. “Like music to my ears.” He started to push into her and I felt Alexa tense in my grip. I pulled her ass cheeks even wider to allow Huxley in while kissing any spot I could find on her chest. Eventually, Huxley was nestled inside her, his dick making her pussy even tighter and more excited. She took her own initiative and started to rock her hips back and forth, slowly sliding both my and Huxley’s dicks in and out of her inviting holes.

Keaton stood up from the couch and left the room for a few seconds, and when he came back, he had a collar and leash in his hands. He knelt on the couch next to Alexa and laced the collar around her neck. I could see that he left a relative amount of space for her to move in the collar as he handed the leash over to Huxley. I’d seen him use collars on their tightest settings before, but he was just easing her in. Huxley took the leash happily, and when he tugged a little Alexa’s pussy turned into a suction cup, closing as closely round me as it could.

“Ah, fuck!” I hissed. “She likes it.”

Keaton sat on the couch next to us and pulled out his dick and started to stroke it in time. “Yeah, fuck, she looks so good with a collar on.” Alexa peeked over and reached over to take Keaton’s cock in her hands, taking over with a handjob of her own. “Damn. Fuck her keeping up with us, can we keep up with her?”

Her moaning started to intensify until she popped her head off of Rogan. “I’m gonna come!” It was barely a warning. Seconds later, her entire lower half began to shudder, sending vibrations zipping around my cock. I wish I’d been prepared. Her orgasm dragged me with it, snatching all of my seed from me and filling Alexa up. “Yes, baby,” Alexa moaned to me. “It feels so good.”

I pulled my dick from her with a tinge of disappointment. I was going to miss being inside of her. I shuffled to the side, and Keaton slid over, taking my place. He used a hand to smack his cock against her hungry pussy.

Huxley twitched. “Ah, fuck. Knock it off, she’s gonna make me come, I’m not done yet.”

Keaton didn’t listen. If anything the warning spurred him on. He used his other hand to massage her clit while continuing to tap his dick against her. “Don’t be selfish, brother. Share.”