Page 13 of Eternal Pieces (The Violet Delights Duet #2)

MADDOX

“ Y ou want to know what’s funny?” I ask as we sit on the couch finishing off our pizza and popcorn while we watch The Great Gatsby for what is probably the hundredth time.

“What?” Violet peers up at me from where she’s draped across me and Max. Her head on my lap and her feet propped up on his.

“We didn’t succeed in figuring out who’s going to marry you during our winter chase, but we did successfully breed you.”

“It’s so weird when you say it like that.” She squirms.

“What? Breed ?”

“Yeah, it makes me sound like an animal.”

“I distinctly remember catching a little bunny to fuck and breed in the woods,” Max joins in with the teasing, his voice low. “Now she’s all ours to use whenever we want.” He starts pulling her leggings and underwear down. She lifts her hips to help him.

All three of us moan as Max slides his hands up and down her thick thighs. God, I love the way they look. The way they move. The way they feel. How it’s so easy for our fingers to get lost in the softness of her.

“Show Max your pussy, baby. Let him reward you for being such a good little whore for us and taking our come so well.”

Obediently, she allows her legs to fall open.

“She’s wet already.” Max trails kisses up the insides of her thighs and I know exactly when he gets to her clit. Her back arches, a needy moan spilling from her.

“He making you feel good?” I absentmindedly stroke her hair, my eyes glued to my brother’s fingers indenting her thighs.

She nods, drawing my attention to her panting mouth so open and inviting.

I reach down to lift her dress over her chest and pull her bra down under her breasts, letting them spill free.

They’re getting bigger by the day; she’s going to need new bras soon to contain them.

I’d rather she walked around the house with them free.

If I had it my way, she wouldn’t need to own clothes at all.

Her nipples are already stiff. I play with each one, giving both equal attention. “Do you think her tits are bigger already?” I ask Max, and she blushes.

He reaches up to cup one as I hold the other in my palm, feeling its weight.

“Definitely. Her belly is as well.”

“There’s no way I look pregnant yet!” she protests loudly.

“Sweetheart, I know the exact size of every part of you.” He moves his hands to her stomach and grabs her firmly, his fingers digging deep into her skin.

“I know how you feel in my hands. Know every curve, every line.” He drags his tongue over a pretty pink stretch mark. “Every inch of you is perfection.”

Max moves his face back down to her pussy and I hear the filthy, wet sounds of her pleasure on his tongue.

Sliding my fingers up the column of her throat, I pivot her chin up so her lust-heavy eyes are on mine.

“We’ll remind you of that every day. Praise you for how big you get.

Reward you for how well you’re growing our babies.

” I brush my thumb over her lower lip. “And I think you need a reward already.”

She shifts on my lap, just enough to watch me take my throbbing cock out. I ready myself for her hot mouth to envelop my length, for the whimpers that will inevitably escape me. I can never control myself around her.

My body shudders as she kisses the tip before circling her tongue around the head and sucking me in. Enjoying the feel of her, I lean my head back against the sofa and moan. “That’s it, baby. Take your big brother nice and deep. Show me how good it feels to suck on my cock.”

I take a breath, stopping myself from unloading down her pulsing throat too soon. When I look down she’s frantically bobbing her head in time to the rhythm of her pussy bucking against Max’s mouth. God, I love how desperate she always is for us.

Wrapping my hand around her throat, I bite back a whimper. I swear I can feel the head of my cock against my palm.

“Fuuuck.”

That’s insane.

Vi bats her tear-soaked lashes up at me and slows down to take longer and deeper sucks of my cock. Her tongue curls around me each time she pulls off.

“Good girl,” I praise her. “Savor your reward. Take your time to really enjoy it.”

Max chuckles, “She liked that.” I notice he’s replaced his mouth with his fingers so he can watch. Three of them pump in and out of her while he rubs her clit with his other hand.

“She also likes it when we tell her how much of a filthy whore she is whose only purpose in life is to be filled with our come.” I give her cheek a light slap.

“Fuck, she really liked that. Soak my face, sweetheart, then we’ll fill you with all the come you want.”

Tears pour steadily down her cheeks, her makeup staining her skin. Max dives back onto her pussy and she screams around my cock. The sensation of her throat squeezing me sets me off, and I massage her throat as I come down it.

She struggles to keep swallowing as her eyes roll back, her hips lifting off the couch.

Max growls, and I have to force my eyes back into focus after my intense orgasm. Liquid is spurting out of her, soaking Max’s face. The top of his white shirt turns see-through and clings to his chest.

“Holy shit,” I pant in awe. That might be the hardest she’s ever squirted. I’m kinda jealous that Max got to experience that one all by himself.

Vi taps on my stomach. Her throat working overtime on my softening cock. I smile down at her. She’s pleading with her watery eyes. For what? Another orgasm? More come? Oh, she’s choking.

“Oops.” I let go of her throat and my cock slides free from her mouth. She gasps for air and coughs a little.

“I really thought I was going to pass out then.”

“My bad. You feel so good on my cock. It’s hard to pull out of any of your holes.”

She sits up and wipes a drop of come from her chin. With a mischievous smile, she crawls onto my lap and smears it over my lips. My sensitive cock stirs back to life. Her drenched pussy sliding along my length.

Then she kisses me. I taste myself, and it only makes me want her more. This is what she should always taste like. Smell like. If I could have her always walking around with her face covered in my come I would. Maybe then assholes like James and Aaron would know to stay the fuck away from my girl.

Max grabs her by the ponytail and yanks her mouth off mine so he can steal a kiss.

Our girl.

Violet’s body writhes on my lap, her pussy dripping on me. With one of my hands on her hip and the other on my cock, I line myself up at her entrance. She guides herself down, letting her pussy slowly wrap around me.

She’s whimpering into Max’s mouth, and it makes him kiss her harder. Once she’s fully seated on me, I break up their kiss by tugging her dress over her head and unclasping her bra.

“Let me see these big titties bouncing while you ride my cock.”

She gets to work rolling her hips on my lap, increasing her speed slowly.

“Faster,” I growl, taking one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking hard and swirling my tongue around it.

“Maddox,” she moans. Her fingers curling into my hair.

I hear the snap of a bottle opening, and a few minutes later, Violet is whining out. “Slow down!”

She’s thrust upward and almost comes off my cock completely. Once she sinks back down I can feel Max’s dick inside her ass, stretching her walls, making her pussy squeeze me tighter.

“You. Can. Take. It. ” He thrusts hard with each word. Violet cries out like she’s in pain. She probably is from the rough way he’s taking her, but I see the way her eyes roll back and her tongue hangs out of her mouth as she loses control.

“She’s loving it.”

Max smirks to himself and goes harder. He braces his arms on the back of the couch on either side of my head, forcing Vi’s body forward and pressing her breasts into my face, suffocating me.

Fuck me, what a beautiful way to die.

I take full advantage of the position and bite down on her nipple.

“I’m going to—” She cuts off with a stuttered gasp.

“Look at that.”

I manage to come up for air as Max pins her to him by her throat.

“The poor thing can’t even speak,” Max mocks.

Her mouth gapes in silent pleas. I rub my thumb over her lips. “That doesn’t matter. All she wants is to be fucked.”

Her pussy tightens and she comes around us both. I bury my face between her breasts as I whimper through my orgasm. The attitude quickly sucked out of me by her pussy.

Max gives her a few more sharp thrusts before he follows, coming in her ass. Violet collapses forward onto my chest, and I feel come dripping out of her onto my lap when Max pulls out. He falls onto the couch next to us, a happy-sated smile on his face.

“That’s our good girl.”

I feel her cheek lifting against my chest, and I can picture the serene smile that will be on her face.

Our perfect girl.

“You awake?” Max quietly asks in the darkness. Violet is fast asleep between us in the bed. I’ve been awake since I carried her limp, well-fucked body in here earlier this evening.

“Yeah.”

“I’ve been thinking…”

“That’s dangerous,” I joke, and he sighs. “Sorry, what were you thinking?”

I don’t know why I always have to play the joker; it’s just a defense mechanism hardwired into my DNA at this point.

“You should be the one to marry her.”

For a second, I think I’ve misheard him. I sit up, and Violet murmurs in her sleep, but doesn’t wake.

“You’re going to have to say that again.”

I see the dark shape of Max rising in the bed.

There’s a quiet moment before he says, “I’m serious. You should marry Violet.”

The sincerity of his statement hangs in the air. But I can’t accept it so easily.

“Why?” I keep my voice soft so I don’t disturb Vi.

“Because you’re the one who makes her laugh every day without even trying.

There’s no darkness in you dragging her down or making her worry.

She gets to be carefree with you, and that’s what she deserves.

We have three kids on the way, and I know you’re going to find it so much easier than me.

You’ll even manage it all with a stupid grin on your face.

So you should be the one who vows to give Violet that kind of easy love forever.

” His voice is strained like he’s been holding onto this for a while, and it’s hard for him to let it go.

“Max. You make her feel those ways as well. She loves you. She loves us both.”

The bed shifts, and the lamp turns on.

Max peers down at Violet before holding my gaze. “I know she does. I’ll never doubt that again. Would you believe me if I told you it would make me happy seeing you two get to officially be together?”

I’m not sure what to say. I don’t want to turn him down. Of course, I want to be the one to put a ring on her finger. But…

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.” There’s no hesitation. No room for argument.

It’s settled then. I’m going to officially marry the love of my life.