Chapter 4: Filthy Nights With My Best Friend Brothers

“Please Cedric… please… fuck me,” she whimpered, her voice trembling with need. “I need your cock so bad… I need you…”

He pushed in just the tip, then stopped, edging her cruelly. Zinnia whined, trying to push back, but he held her hips still. “Not yet. Tell me how much you love Clyde and I ruining you. What if I say you become ours?”

The denial made her desperate. Pleasure built unbearably, her pussy fluttering around nothing. “I want it… I want you and Clyde to use me… please, Cedric, just fuck me…”

He smirked smugly, adoring the little whimpering doll in front of him before slamming into her.

“Oh fuuuuck!” A raw throaty moan echoed off the basement walls from Zinnia.

The sudden stretch burned in the best way, his cock hitting deeper than anything she’d ever felt. Every nerve ending lit up as he started pounding her, hard and relentless, hips slapping wetly against her ass.

“Feel that?” he growled, spanking her again. “This cunt was made for us. So fucking tight and greedy.”

Zinnia's needy whimpers spilled out uncontrollably, mixed with deep, guttural cries every time he bottomed out. “Yes… yes… harder… it feels so good… your cock is splitting me open…” Her walls clenched around him rhythmically, pleasure crashing through her in waves.

She felt every thick inch dragging along her sensitive walls, every slap of his balls against her clit pushing her closer to the edge.

Cedric reached around, rubbing and twisting her nipples. The added stimulation made her vision blur, and she came violently, her pussy squirting in messy pulses around his pistoning cock, soaking the pool table felt and his thighs.

“Fuuuuck, you’re squirting for me,” he groaned, voice strained with his own building pleasure. The hot gush around his cock made him fuck her even harder, chasing the sensation.

But then — heavy footsteps on the basement stairs.

A teammate’s voice called out, “Yo, Kai, you sure it's in here?”

“Of course,” another male voice answered.

They both froze mid-thrust. It was too late to cover up, Cedric was still buried inside Zinnia, while her heart pounded in terror.

The footsteps came closer until the guy was halfway down the stairs. Only a thin railing separated them.

Cedric clamped his large hand over her mouth, muffling her whimper. If it were up to him, he would’ve put on a show for the boys, but for Zinnia… it would ruin her. He couldn't risk that and, at the same time, he couldn't stop.

He slowly started grinding deep inside her, his hips rolling tortuously in a way that kept his cock rubbing her G-spot without making a sound.

Zinnia's eyes rolled back.

The forbidden thrill mixed with the intense pleasure made her tremble violently. Another orgasm built frighteningly fast from the shallow grinding, her pussy fluttering and clenching around him. She bit onto his palm, her moans barely contained and Cedric paused.

The teammates rummaged around for a few agonizing seconds, then finally got whatever it was they were searching for. “Found it.” One of them chuckled before heading back upstairs.

The moment the door clicked shut above, Cedric removed his hand and slammed into her with renewed fury.

“Cum for me now,” he demanded.

Zinnia shattered—screaming into the crook of her arm as her second orgasm ripped through her, pussy gushing even harder, body convulsing on the pool table. The overwhelming waves of pleasure left her shaking, tears of ecstasy streaming down her face. She felt completely stretched, and filthy in the best way.

Cedric groaned deep, his hips stuttering. “I’m filling you up just like I promised—” He buried himself deep and came, thick ropes of hot cum flooding her already full cunt, mixing with his brother’s load until it overflowed and ran down her thighs in creamy rivers.

He pulled out slowly, watching the mess drip from her swollen, well-fucked hole with dark satisfaction.

“Clyde and I are making you our little secret. We don't care if Thalia finds out or not. You let us fuck you so you’re in, right?”

Zinnia stood on wobbly legs, cum from both brothers leaking heavily down her legs, her body buzzing with aftershocks.

“You and Clyde want to share me?” She raised her chin.

Cedric’s eyes narrowed on her huge bouncy tits and he smiled. “What do you say?”

Zinnia didn't respond, instead she covered up, while Cedric scowled. She grabbed a towel from the table and cleaned herself up before leaving.

Cedric smirked as he watched her leave. He always knew that innocence was a facade, and he couldn't wait to break her completely.

Zinnia barely made it back upstairs to Thalia’s room. As soon as she got in, she hurriedly freshened up and changed into her gown.

The plan was simple. Lie to Thalia about being all worked up and heading to bed because what best explains her sudden disappearance?

Luckily, Thalia got back drunk and wasted, so she didn't need to lie.

It was only near morning, around 4 a.m, when she heard a knock on their door. Being a light sleeper, she woke and answered.

Just as she thought, it was the Dallas twins at the door. She rubbed her eyes slowly before putting on her composed and innocent act, but the twins knew better.

“You're not putting on that facade now, are you?” Clyde's fingers brushed her lips as both brothers cornered her.

Cedric's hand slid possessively around her waist. “You're coming with us. Remember you said you didn't mind being ours.”

Zinnia gulped. They couldn't even give her a chance to recover. She glanced at the sleeping Thalia in bed. She had been away all night and now Thalia would wake up without her? What excuse could she give?

“Thalia's in.” She whispered.

“Do we look like we care?” Cedric hissed.

The twins didn’t wait for a protest as they half-carried, half-dragged Zinnia down the hallway where the twins shared a bedroom— the one place Zinnia never crossed.

Zinnia's heart hammered with excitement and thrill as they clicked the door shut behind them.