Page 10 of Fires Creek

As we slowly entered the bedroom, I could feel River’s fingers trembling in mine.

My little Peach was nervous. The flashlight provided enough visibility for me to see the need in her delicious, honey-coloured eyes.

I let go of her hand and made my way around the room in silence, lighting candles and burning an incense stick.

Tendrils of scented smoke rose from the dresser and wafted through the room.

They both stood in front of me; a mixture of arousal, fear and intrigue coated their faces as they held each other’s hand, waiting for me to speak.

“I want you,” I stated.

“Who are you talking to?” River questioned, her voice shaking with uncertainty .

I closed my eyes, inhaled, and let my hands release from the clenched fists they’d been in. I let the exhale escape my mouth before opening my eyes and meeting their gaze. I took one, large step forward, and extended both hands to them.

“Oh, Peach, don’t be so na?ve… I want you both .

I want every single inch of you,” I stated slowly as I stalked towards them, picking up both of their free hands.

“I want to feel your soft skin as you kiss him. I want to taste your sweet cunt as my brother fucks you. I want to watch you take his cock while I bury mine into him. I want to fuck you both, and I will.”

Their jaws damn near hit the floor.

Jonas released her hand and stammered, “I don’t know if I… I… I’ve never…”

I moved closer to him, dropping his hand and pressing mine to his face. Bringing our foreheads together, I whispered— no, I pleaded, “I need you, Jonas. Let me show you. Let me love you.” My cock throbbed, twitching as I bared my soul to him.

“Teddy, Jonas, I, uh…” River’s shaky reply seeped from her pink lips as she stood there, trembling.

“River, my sweet Peach. Let us worship you.” I squeezed her hand and pulled her closer to us.

Jonas peeled himself from me, and they met each other’s eyes as if seeking their permission and consent.

It was like they had developed some sort of unspoken bond in the short time she’d been here.

As if they had answered each other internally, they both squeezed my hands and leant in to kiss each other. There you go.

“Good girl, little River,” I whispered. I pulled her from Jonas and led her into the bathroom, Jonas following close behind us. I turned on the bath tap, and as the water heated up, I added an assortment of salts and soaks as it slowly filled.

I lit and scattered candles while Jonas took his time removing River’s clothes.

Layer by layer he peeled each item from her, soaking in her flesh as he went.

Her body quivered with every touch. After what felt like an eternity of being lost in the sight of her, Jonas got to work on removing both of our underwear.

The three of us stood there, naked and silent in the ensuite.

I closed the small gap between us, my hands finding each of their waists as I pulled us closer together.

Their chests rose heavily as their hearts beat in unison.

The two sets of eyes lingering before me danced with lust as they let themselves drift into a state of euphoria with me.

In the faint light of the candles, I admired the art that cascaded across River’s body.

The intricacy of the mandala work that coated her right arm, trailing its way to the stars that were scattered across her thumb.

The gentle flicker of her nipple ring glistening in the dimly lit room.

I had been so wrapped up in them, I had forgotten how fucking dark it was.

I glided my hand across River’s back, sliding it up her neck and into her hair. I gripped her face with my other hand and pulled her lips to mine. There was nothing delicate about this kiss, it was hard and deep. I was claiming her.

I felt Jonas’s dick stiffen against my hip as I forced my tongue between River’s lips.

I let the hand I had resting on Jonas’s thigh find its way down to his throbbing erection.

Fuck, he was big . My mouth watered as I kissed her.

My hand gripped her hair while the other worked his cock and I’m pretty sure this is what Heaven feels like.

I pulled my lips from hers, my hand still firmly gripping her hair as I pushed them together. “Good girl, show him how bad you need us,” I breathed.

I assumed her greedy cunt was dripping for us by now, so I dropped to my knees, letting my tongue lead the way as I plunged it deep into her.

She groaned loudly against Jonas’s mouth, her hips grinding against my face wildly.

Jonas kissed her with the hunger of a starved man, and he gripped my hair in his hands, driving me deeper into River’s sweet, wet pussy.

“Oh, God, Teddy, yes,” she screamed, breaking the kiss as she held onto Jonas for stability. Her body convulsed for me, grinding her dripping cunt onto my waiting mouth.

“That’s it, Red. Ride his face. You’re so fucking perfect, baby,” Jonas crooned.

He bent down to lavish her perky tits, taking one in his mouth and sucking on her pierced nipple.

His other hand reached for her other nipple, and he pinched down.

The surreal sensation of pleasure rippled through her as she bucked her cunt against me and screamed our names. Good fucking whore. My whore.

A delicious rush of arousal coated my face as her release gushed from her pussy.

Her legs gave out and she collapsed into Jonas’s ready arms. He held her softly, gently stroking the hair from her face.

We helped her climb into the gigantic bathtub, watching desperately as she eased herself in and made herself comfortable.

Her delicious curves were completely lost in the mountain of bubbles.

“Your turn, baby,” I grinned at Jonas wickedly, lunging for him as our mouths crashed together.

I forced her cum from my tongue and into his mouth.

My hands instinctively gripped his cock, and then my own.

Our lengths rubbed together as my hands worked us in unison.

The feeling of his dick pressing against my own as I stroked him was fucking incredible.

Our tongues swirled together in a perfect melody and his beard felt so good against my own shaved face.

He moaned into me as I kissed him. But I couldn’t help myself, I had to trail kisses down his muscular physique until his cock pulsated against my own greedy mouth.

“Are you ready, baby?” I asked, looking up at him.

“I’m nervous.” His lip quivered slightly as he confessed.

“Don’t be nervous, Jonas. Let me make you feel good. Let me do this for you, baby,” I murmured against his huge, throbbing cock. God, I was so ready for him. I wanted to own him.

He gazed down at me, sliding his hands over my face until they met at the back of my skull. A wicked smile came over his gorgeous fucking face as the switch inside him flipped. Good boy.

His eyes darkened as he gripped my hair in his fist and snarled, “Be a good little cock tease, and take it all.” No sooner had the words filled the room, than he was forcing himself deep into my waiting mouth. Yes, Sir.

I gagged on his length as he thrust deeper into me.

Tears welling in my ducts. This wasn’t the first time I had been with a man, so giving a blowjob wasn’t new for me.

But nobody had been as big as Jonas and fuuuck, I didn’t know it could feel this good having him in my mouth.

His calloused hands held my face steady so he could use me how he wanted.

I could just see River touching herself in the tub.

Audible moans seeped from her filthy mouth.

My little Peach liked to watch, hey? Greedy whore.

Jonas brutally fucked my face, screaming and panting my name repeatedly.

His beautiful cock reached further into the back of my throat as he fucked me harder.

He soon found his release and warm, salty cum poured down my throat.

He held me there as he spent all his seed into me.

I felt his body slump as he exhaled, sliding himself out of me with a sigh.

He stood still for a moment, our eyes meeting with an intensity that I wasn’t used to.

As I swallowed him, I felt his warm, rough hand find my face. Gently stroking the line of my jaw, he pulled my lips up to his and kissed me deeply – tasting himself on my tongue. His kiss was hungry and passionate, like he was claiming me as his own.

“You two are so beautiful together,” River whimpered, beckoning us to join her in the water. Her hips ground against the floor of the bath while her tattooed fingers rubbed delicate circles across her clit. That’s my good girl.