lot tighter than her pussy, but I didn’t care as I put my hands on her hips once again and held myself balls deep within her. She was still holding on to her cheeks and with my other hand, the one that hadn’t played with her ass, I reached between her thighs and stroked her clit. I didn’t intend to get her off, at least not yet, but to get her to a point where she started to fuck back against me. She’d be so perfect.
Teasing her clit, I felt the answering ripple as she squeezed me. The moment I suspected she was close to orgasm, I stopped touching her pussy and began to fuck her asshole. In and out, I was slow at first, allowing her to become accustomed to the feel of my large cock inside her.
“How does it feel?” I asked.
“Er, big … tight. A little too big.”
“Do you want me to stop?” I didn’t want to, but if she couldn’t handle me or this, I’d wait patiently for her to be ready. There was a lot of fun to be had in waiting, in preparing as well.
“No. It feels good. I don’t want you to stop.”
I smiled. Our woman had a wicked side to her, and I wanted to explore that. I watched her, enraptured with how fucking sexy she was, taking all of my dick and moaning as she did. I stopped again to work her clit, drawing her closer to her orgasm, only to stop. She cursed me, telling me she hated me and to just let her come, but that would be giving in way too easily, and I wanted to make her wait for me, for this.
My orgasm was close but I wasn’t going to come before her. Emily would be rewarded, and as I took her pussy and worked her harder than ever before, I immediately stroked her clit, bringing her to orgasm. Her pleasured cries filled the room as I stroked her. I didn’t stop as she came, allowing her a few seconds to bask in her release, but when I couldn’t take the tightness of her ass anymore, I started to fuck her, finding my release. I held myself deep within her and flooded her with my cum, closing my eyes.
Taking her asshole meant I hadn’t helped my friends with getting her pregnant, but they’d understand. We all wanted to bind her to us. We hadn’t come to the decision lightly, but we all knew what we wanted. I knew Caleb was scared of wanting her to be pregnant, but I knew Emily was a fighter. Not all babies were the same and what killed his mom wouldn’t kill Emily. Even as I took her asshole now, I would help to knock her up. She was too tempting to deny.
“Wow,” Emily said.
I leaned over her, kissing her neck and running my hands over her back. “I need to take you for a shower.”
“A shower sounds good. I had no idea it could feel like that.”
“It gets better. Wait until you’re used to taking cock, you’re going to crave it.”
I kissed her, pulled out of her ass, and I had time to see some of my cum spilling from her cheeks before I picked her up in my arms and carried her through to the bathroom.
“Thank you for the distraction, Vadik, but I still don’t have a clue what to wear.”
****
Gael
The moment Earl Valentine walked into our home, I wanted to kill him. The only thing holding me back was seeing Emily and Ashley rush at each other and hug. I got that level of friendship, I did.
Caleb, River, Vadik, and I, we weren’t huggers, but we were closer, always had been and always would be. I loved my brothers and I’d do anything for them. Earl had his own men at his back. He was a tall and well-built fucker. When I first heard about this bastard all those years ago, I’d expected some old dude with bald hair and a large beer gut. Not a clue why, but Earl, if we’d given him a chance, could have well and truly won our girl over, no doubt about it. As it was, he wasn’t going to win anything, not from us, and certainly not our woman.
“I’ve missed you so much,” Emily said, drawing my gaze.
“Missed you too.” Ashley cupped her cheeks. “It doesn’t look like you’re happy.” She shot a glare at us. “What did you do to her?”
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