Cloud 9 – Multiple Love Read Online Stephanie Brother

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
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"Does it bother you, because it doesn’t bother me?"

"No," I say, meaning it. The men in this room are like brothers to me. There’s nothing about sharing this woman with them that worries me in any way.

"I always knew you were a dirty boy." When she winks and bites her bottom lip, the urge to take her hard is overwhelming. "Kiss me, Mitchell," she says. "Like you did that first night."

She remembers.

Even with everyone around us, it still feels just as searching and intimate to move my lips over hers. There’s just a small chunk of history between us, but it’s enough to make everything feel warm and familiar.

That first night, I went with her favorite sexual position, but tonight, I want something different. I want to watch Dawn move on me. I want to give her control and see her expressions as she builds to orgasm. Most of all, I want to be sure that if she’s hurting between her legs, that she can stop when she needs to.

Rolling us both until I’m on my back and Dawn is splayed over me, I push her hair back from her face with both my hands, cupping her cheeks and focusing her attention on me. "I want you to fuck me," I say. "But only if it feels good. If it hurts, stop, and we can find other things to do."

"Feeling lazy?" She swats my pec and then bends to kiss me, capturing my lip between her teeth and holding it. Then, before I have a chance to prepare myself, she shifts so that my cock slides inside her.

Oh god, it feels good. So warm and slippery and tight. I arch my back, gritting my teeth as she begins to roll her hips. I’m not a man who ever has a problem lasting, but with Dawn and everything I’ve watched my friends do with her, I’m already close.

She arches her back so that her breasts are round and high, and Bryce, too tempted to wait for his turn, moves behind her. When his big rough hand cups her softness, teasing her nipple with sharp pulls, Dawn groans. And when his other hand slides down her belly until his finger is pressed against her clit, she seems to lose control. Slow rolling becomes bucking as her hips piston on my cock. Bryce whispers filthy things in her ear. "That’s it. Fuck my friend’s cock. Give him that pretty pussy. Let him watch me touch you until you come, then he’ll get to feel it, won’t he? He’ll get to feel that sweet pussy clamping down on his cock."

Dawn groans and mutters expletives under her breath. Her eyes fix on mine for a second and it’s like a bolt of lightning, then she tips her head back to the ceiling and cries out loudly. Bryce is right. I do feel it. I feel her pussy rippling so much that I can’t hold on anymore.

Coming inside her is like nothing else I’ve ever known. The instinct to push my cock deep against her cervix is overwhelming.

If Bryce wasn’t holding her up, I’m sure Dawn would have fallen against my chest by now. Instead, he grasps her by the hips, pulling her from me until she’s sitting on his lap, impaled on his cock. Her eyes widen and glaze with surprise. "That’s it," he says. "You don’t need to do anything. I’ll do it all."

He holds her in place, thrusting from beneath like a jackhammer. With her legs spread, I can see every explicit detail; his cock moving in and out of her pussy, my cum and Logan’s dripping from inside her, her clit so swollen it looks painful. Her nipples are red tipped and erect as Bradley crawls in front of her, latching his mouth on to tease them some more.

Dawn’s moaning is almost continuous now, as though she’s slipped out of conscious reality and into another dimension of white hot pleasure. "Fuck," Bryce gasps. "Fuck."

He comes, pumping Dawn full, gripping her around her chest and stomach, totally possessing every inch of her. And then, in a gesture of pure twin love, he lifts her off his cock and onto Bradley’s waiting erection.

Bradley has the compassion to wait for Dawn to catch her breath, kissing her forehead, then her cheeks, then her lips in a cross of affection. With her eyes closed, her expression is relaxed, almost blissed-out. Eventually, she blinks her eyes open, staring first at Bradley, and then twisting to look at us all around the room. I shift until I’m closer and so do Logan and Cooper, sensing that maybe she’s had too much. Bradley won’t mind. None of us is that guy. That’s what makes this whole thing work. Our trust for each other. The knowledge that we’ll always put Dawn’s first.


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