Page 96 of Briar

He only slows for long enough to hear her moan, and then he’s slamming into her, and her back is arching. “That’s it, baby. Scream for me. Let me know how it feels to have your cunt used by all three of us tonight. And we’re going to pin you down every fucking night for the rest of our lives. Fill you, use you, fuck you. Because you’reours. You belong to us. Maybe I’ll tie you to this bed with your legs spread and we’ll leave you here all day, leave you waiting until we’re ready to fuck you. Your cunt needy and wanting until we let you come, because we fucking own you. Just like you own us. Demanding that I fuck you when you need rest. How the fuck do I say no to you?”

He slams into her. Her lips part, the cry echoing. “I… I…ah!”

Jenson shouts, bracing himself against the headboard where he’s moved them up the bed with his thrusting as he spills into her, his chest heaving.

He doesn’t pull out. He keeps her legs wide as he settles on top of her, checking her face. “Still with us?”

There’s relief in his voice. She nods, barely. “Yes.”

I press her hand to mine, kissing her fingers. River slaps Jenson on the ass. “Get off her, you animal.”

Jenson pulls out. When Briar moves, he presses his hand on her stomach. “Oh, no. Keep your legs spread. Show me.”

She’s trembling as she spreads for him, letting him inspect her.

He yanks a pillow down and thrusts it under her hips. “Stay like that, until I tell you to close them.”

Briar trembles, but her legs stay open as the three of us get up. We stand around the bed, watching her. Her pussy twitches, spilling out some of Jenson’s release.

Luckiest men alive.

“Does it feel good when we watch you, Briar?” River is still fucking his hand. “Do you like the feel of our eyes onourpussy?”

She arches. “Yes.”

River’s breathing deepens. “Do you like the feel of Jenson’s cum on you?”

She nods.

“Good.” He steps forward. “Beg me to come on your pretty pussy, Briar. Maybe your pretty face, too.”

Fucking. Hell.

She throws her head back against the bed. “Please, River!”

“Use your words.” Jenson prowls forward. “Beg him, Briar.”

“Please.” She pulls her legs wider. “Please… finish on me.”

“Where?”

“On my pussy.” She almost sobs. “And my… and my face.”

“Open your mouth.” River’s voice is a purr. “Don’t waste any.”

She opens her mouth wide, and he stands over her. His cum jets out, striking her cheek, hitting her lips, her mouth. And then he spins, hitting her pussy and covering the dark curls, already wet from Jenson’s seed, with him.

He drops down beside her with a groan. “You’re going to kill us, baby.”

“I didn’t say you couldmove.” Jenson is almost smiling as Briar breathes heavily, her face shocked. “Did you get what you wanted?”

A frantic nod.

“Would you like to move now?”

Another nod.

“Good girl.” He runs his hands over her lower legs. “You’re done for tonight, baby. Time for rest.”