Axe and Wolfe watched on in lazy-eyed amusement. Dagger was more particular than us. He liked things just so, and we didn’t really give a fuck so it was just easier to give into him where this shit was concerned.
He said he was more visual than us. I said he was a fucking freak, but then who was I to judge? I got a hard-on when I set shit on fire, and used a lighter as a coping mechanism… Normal and me didn’t go in the same sentence.
When he carried her over to the sofa, he murmured, “Drop down.”
She bit her lip but obeyed, her sneaker-covered feet arching into tiptoe thanks to the height difference between them. As she settled into a standing position, I reached over, grabbed the hem of her busted shorts, and began dragging them down her legs.
The sight of her panty-less pussy had my mouth watering, and I couldn’t stop myself from grabbing a firm hold of her ass, dragging her backward toward me, and shoving my face between her thighs. My momentum, the jerky motion of it, had her tipping forward—straight into Dagger.
He’d used his time wisely. His cock was out, and even as she propped herself up on him, she opened her mouth and slurped him down.
Fuck!
I wanted my cock to be in her mouth, but Christ, the taste of her was like chocolate to an addict. She melted on my tongue, tasting of honey and Lucie and everything I needed her to remind me of—a broken past that held a promising future.
As I slurped up her juices, I tongued her clit before thrusting into her sex. She tried to clamp down on me, wiggling her hips and ass to make me do as she wished, but I ignored her. When she mumbled her disapproval, I stopped sucking on her pussy lips for a second and nipped at her ass.
On the brink of chiding her, I saw that Dagger was doing that for me. His hands were in her hair as he used her mouth to fuck himself. I couldn’t stop myself from grabbing my shaft and tightening my fist around it. When I cut a look at my brothers, I saw they were in a similar position, except they were both buck naked.
As I returned to her cunt, I went back to her clit and sucked down on it hard. When she squealed, arching up onto tiptoe again, I smirked into her silken wet folds and did it again. And again. Until she was gagging on Dagger’s dick and he was roaring out his pleasure.
I didn’t get it, but Dagger was a BJ and anal guy. The pussy held very little interest to him, and considering we liked to share, that came in very handy when there were three other brothers who’d willingly get into a fucking fight over prime pussy.
And Lucie’s cunt was more than just prime. It might as well have a crown stamped on her pubic bone.
Fuck, I liked that idea.
In fact, I loved it.
I reached over to rub the puffy skin above her pussy. It was shaved bare and as I rubbed it, I pulled away to mumble, “I want you tatted here.”
Panting now that Dagger had let her head go, she turned to look over her shoulder. When I saw cum dripping from the corners of her mouth, droplets that she lapped up like a cat drinking cream, I saw her wet eyes too as well as the pink cheeks that came from gagging on cock.
I’d never seen her more beautiful.
Especially when she smirked at me and slowly rolled into a standing position. When she spun around, let me get a glimpse of her beauty, then kicked one leg up so that she could straddle me, I caught a glimpse of her pussy from the front.
“Who did the ink?” I growled, the original desire disappearing as anger at the idea of someone seeing something that belonged to us bled through.
“Ryan.”
My eyes widened. “Since when did he tattoo?”
She shrugged. “Since when did he fabricate ghost guns? You know he was a man of many talents, and we had a lot of time on our hands to learn shit.”
“That’s a pretty specific thing to learn.”
“He knew I wanted your marks on me and—” She paused to smirk at me once more, then added, “He wasn’t happy about anyone seeing my pussy any more than you are.”
I growled again. “Good.” Then I reached out and rubbed her pubis where my road