CHAPTER 184

  BRIAN POV

I loosen my tie and tug it off. She helps me unbutton my shirt and drop it to the floor, rubbing my dick through my trousers as I fumble with my belt.

      I take them down and my boxers with them, far beyond giving a shit about Cain’s eyes all over me.

      “Big.” Moona smiles like a filthy little pixie as she wraps her fingers around my shaft. “I want it inside me.”

      So do I.

      But not until I’ve tasted that pretty little cunt. I have to shunt down to bury my face between her thighs, licking in her long slow sweeps until I’ve tasted all of her. I dip my tongue inside and she’s gloriously fucking slippery in there. Slippery but fucking tight. She bucks against my face.

“Suck my clit…” she whimpers. “Make me come…”

      I suck that hard little bud until she squirms. Until she moans for me. Until I feel her feet grappling against my back.

      I suck her clit as Cain tugs his t-shirt over his head. He pulls his zip down and frees his big meaty dick from his jeans, trailing precum across Moona’s cheek until she opens that filthy little mouth of hers wide for him. He pushes inside her cheek, and the noises, oh the fucking noises.

      She comes against my face, her moans stifled by his dick as her body shudders.

      It’s violent and wet and fucking beautiful.

      She’s still shuddering as I lift her legs up and slam my way inside her. Her pussy takes me all the way, but it’s tight, milking me like a fucking glove with every fucking thrust.

      I’m losing myself.

      Losing every scrap of resistance to this crazy fucking setup.

      I’m staring at the girl I love slavering over my best friend’s dick and I like it. I fucking like it.

      I want to watch him fuck her.

      I want to watch him fill her up right after me.

      I want to be the one in her mouth as her pretty little cunt struggles to take him.

   She gurgles and Cain groans.

      My balls slap against her ass as I pound the fuck out of the gorgeous little brat underneath me.

      And then I came.

      I come hard.

      So hard I see white behind my eyes.

      I come without even thinking about protection. I come with no fucking scrap of sensibility left inside me.

      I’m still twitching inside her when Cain tells me it’s his fucking turn.

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MOONA POV

       

I’m grinning wide as they swap positions. My face is already twisting to suck Brian’s salty dick into my mouth. I can taste his cum. He’s still throbbing as he rubs his cock against my tongue.

      My eyes are all on Cain. Broader than Brian’s toned leanness. His dick maybe a fraction shorter, but thicker. Thick enough that I know he’ll hurt, even now I’ve opened up for Brian.

      Brian hurt too. 

It was the best hurt in the world. I’m glad Cain’s going to make me feel it all over again.

      I feel him spread me and look inside, and I feel so fucking dirty, still squelchy with Brian’s cum in me.

      I can’t believe he came in me, but I like it.

      I want more.

      I want Cainy in there too.

      “You came inside her,” Cain says as I open my mouth wider for Brian dick.

      “I’m hardly fucking thinking straight,” Brian says and Cain smiles.

      “Wasn’t a fucking dig. You can have sloppy seconds next time, but what’s good for the fucking goose.” He thumps his big dark cock against my clit and I squirm.

      And then he pushes inside.

  Brian stuffs his dick in my mouth as I try to cry out. I gurgle-snort spit and cum, dribbling down my cheek as Cain bottoms out in me.

      It aches a perfect ache right the way inside. I feel the ache in my belly and I want more.

      I want hard.

   I grind myself against him, scissoring him with my thighs and urging him on.

 “We’ve got a dirty little girl here,” Cain growls. His eyes are dark. Dark and fierce. He looks on screen to where the credits are rolling, movie be fucked. 

“You liked how she called him Daddy, didn’t you? That’s what made you touch yourself, isn’t it?”

      I feel my cheeks burning even as I splutter on Brian’s dick.

      “I thought you were just being a smart-mouthed bitch when you called us Daddy, but you like it, don’t you?”

      My heart is racing, hammering in my chest at being discovered.

     Brian’s dick throbs in my mouth and he swears under his breath, and I know for all his trying to be sensible and sane and professional, he’s as fucked up as the rest of us.

      “Fuck,” Cain groans. “Your tight little cunt is going to be the fucking death of the both of us.”

      I don’t recognise the Brian that takes hold of my neck and tips my head back until I retch on his dick, but I love him.

      I don’t recognise the Brian that tells Cain to fuck me harder.

      I don’t think Cain does either.  

“Fuck her,” Brian grunts again. “She wants it. She wants all of this. Just fucking give it to her, Cain.”

      And I do want all of this.

      I want all of them.

 Cain’s thrusts are brutal but they hit just the right spot. I’m gagging around Brian’s dick, pulling at my own nipples when Cain’s voice sounds out filthy and low, just as it did in the hallway when he told me I had no idea what he wanted to do to a brat like me.

      “Call him Daddy,” Cain growls, and I choke in surprise.

 “Call him Daddy fucking Brian and tell him how deep you want him down your pretty little throat.”

  Brian pulls out, but not all the way. The head of him is still in my mouth as he lifts my dirty, wet face up enough that I can look at them both.

      “Do it,” Cain says, and brushes his thumb over my clit as he pounds me. 

“It’ll sound even fucking dirtier with his dick in your mouth.”

      My senses are on fire, my stomach in knots as my clit goes fucking crazy.

      They’re right inside me, not just in my body but in my mind, too.

      And we’re right on the edge. Right on the edge of toppling over forever, once I say it I’ll never go back, I’ll never be able to go back.

      “Daddy,” I gurgle with Brian’s swollen dick between my lips.

      “That’s it,” Cain says as my body betrays my secrets. My toes curl, my whole body trembling as I lose control.

 “Again,” Cain growls, and I’m done. All in for everything.

      “Daddy Brian,” I whimper. “Love me, Daddy Brian, please.”

      Thick globs of cum splatter my tongue as Brian swears under his breath.

      I cry out as my own orgasm rushes through me, and Cain’s on his way too, I feel it in his thrusts.

      “And me,” he growls. “Fucking say it.”

 I look him right in the eye, knowing I’ll love him forever, no matter what.

      “Daddy Cain,” I whisper.

      And he comes inside me.