Chapter 31 MY JEALOUS STEP BROTHER 3
MY JEALOUS STEP BROTHER 3
BELLY
Jack flipped me on all fours, his hand clamped hard on the back of my neck, forcing my chest flat against the couch cushion. His cock slammed into me from behind, each thrust bruising and claiming. My body jolted with every stroke, my breath catching in short ragged gasps.
"Look at me, Sweet Belly." Kane rasped, dropping to his knees, his voice thick with hunger.
I lifted my face just as his shadow fell over me. His jean was gone, his inner wear ripped off, letting his cock sprang free. He was already hard, with pre cum dripping down his massive, thick and veiny length. He gripped the base lazily, stroking it while his eyes locked on mine.
"You're not full until you're full of me too, Belly."
Eager and desperate to have him in my mouth, my lips parted, trembling. Kane rubbed the swollen head across my mouth, smearing the salty slick pre cum, along my lips, painting them.
"Oh—Fuck Belly," Jack bit out, his groan vibrating through me, as he dragged his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt. My body spasmed, my cry muffled with Kane's cock against my lips.
"Look how hungry you are for my cock, Belly. Isn't that hot? " Kane snarled, lining his cock against my lips.
God he was right. He was so right. My tongue flicked out desperately, licking him off.
The sound he made was guttural — half chuckle and half groan. He pressed the tip into my tongue, just enough to taste him. "That's it. Fucking beg for it."
"Kane, I want to taste your cock, please."
I moaned around him, the sound muffled when he pushed deeper, stretching my lips wide, filing my mouth until my throat spasmed. That was how massive he was.
Jack's cock buried inside me from behind, Kane's cock buried inside my mouth, I was totally lost in the heat of it.
Jack snarled, dragging me back harder onto his cock. "She's gagging because you're forcing her. She's clenching because she wants me." His hand fisted my hair, yanking my head back so Kane could see just how I was struggling to take both of them together.
Who knew all it could take was a challenge with Kane to make Jack so rough and possessive. He always fucked me gently, and apologised when he fucked too hard. I loved it, but I wanted him to be rough with me, I knew he had it in him.
Tears pricked the corners of my eyes as Kane slid deeper, his cock nudging the back of my throat. He held there, savoring my muffled choke, until spit spilled past my lips.
"Belly—fuck—ohhh" Kane groaned throwing his head back. He pushed again into me, my throat fluttering helplessly around him. His free hand reached for my breasts, squeezing my nipples so hard, i clenched Jack's cock.
"She's starving for me. You feel that, Belly? Every inch down your throat."
Jack's grip on my hips tightened, his thrusts brutal and punishing, "You're mine, Belly." He rasped, his cock pounding into me, slurpy wet sounds spilling into the room. "Hear that Kane? She's dripping wet for me. Her pussy's milking me so tight right now, she can barely handle it."
I sobbed, overwhelmed, spit and slick dripping from my mouth and pussy. Every thrust was burning, dragging me closer to my release.
The room was a storm of grunts, slaps of skin, the obscene sound of my soaked pussy milking Jack's cock while Kane fucked my mouth raw.
"Are you blind? Look how her eyes roll back while she gags on me. She's dripping because she wants to be ruined by us."
"Filling her little holes makes her hot, right Belly?" He fucked my mouth hard, using it like he would my pussy. Each pump dragging a wet pop from my mouth.
I was close, but my moans were muffled. Unable to hold on any longer, my body convulsed, my orgasm ripping through me, clenching Jack so hard he swore, hot and filthy in my ear. My squirting release gushed down my thighs, soaking his cock, the sheets, everything.
"Fuck—Belly. She's coming on my cock." Jack roared, biting down on my shoulder, rutting deep. His cock swelled, pounding me harder, faster, and deeper, chasing my shattering climax.
Kane groaned darkly, another half chuckle, as he used my mouth ruthlessly, my throat raw and aching. "That's one, Belly. Let's see how many more we can wring out of you before you're sated."
My breath was messy, and stuttering. Kane pulled out with a wet pop, his cock slick and glistening with my drool. I was still very much sensitive, but Jack's cock was reluctant with his relentless thrusts, although his pace had turned slow.
Kane leaned in, his lips grazing mine. Not kissing, just torturing me with the nearness. His hand fisted my hair, tilting my head back as Jack's hand clamped down around my throat from me behind. Pinned between them.
"We're going to fuck you so hard until you're crying and begging, milking every drop of us." Kane whispered darkly.
Jack's chuckle was wicked, almost cruel.
Kane was corrupt, dark, rough and possessive when we fucked and he meant every single word, but Jack? Fuck me, I love my new Jack.
I loved how their voices tangled, sharp and hungry, feeding off each other. They were in sync. I loved it. It got me wetter.
As if reading my thoughts, Kane's mouth finally crashed onto mine, rough and claiming, his tongue pushing deep as Jack slammed into me from behind. I choked on the pleasure, my voice a broken cry, caught between their cocks, lips, and hands.
Jack pulled back, snarling. "Open wider for him, Belly. Take his tongue while you squeeze my cock."
Kane's laughter rumbled into mouth, "Good girl. That's it. Let us ruin you." He murmured against my lips, then continued to suck my mouth. His tongue hot, licking every corner in my mouth.
His free hand tore away the rest of my clothes. His palm flattening over my chest, kneading, pinching and claiming.
Jack's rhythm turned vicious, each thrust slamming me forward into Kane's scorching mouth and hand. I want to scream, cry, anything, to express how much pleasure I was feeling. But Kane's mouth sealed my lips, making my moans muffled, guttural and desperate.
Finally he broke the kiss, lowering his mouth to my breast, sucking hard, biting down until I screamed. My body quivered. My legs trembling.
"Jack—fuck—Jack— oh my god, I'm coming!" I choked, coming hard on Jack's cock again. Pleasure spilling down my thighs, their body driving me to oblivion.
"That's the second. Screaming and creaming around my cock. Fuck, Belly, you drive me crazy. " Jack bit out, and leaned in to kiss me.
"Don't pass out yet, sweet Belly." Kane rasped, sweat dripping down his temple, his muscle tout as stone. "We're nowhere done with you."
I felt Jack's cock slip out of me with a wet drag. I caught his gaze, and he smirked, pinching my nipple. "You want to feel him, don't you?"
I nodded, shamelessly.
While Jack shrugged off his half unbottoned shirt, to get equally naked. I felt Kane moved forward, forcing me to drag my gaze away from Jack. My pulse spiked. My pussy aching to be filled again, by his raging cock.
Kane was different. Dangerous, yet painfully magnetic. I couldn't tear my eyes away from him.
He flipped me over, so that my back was against the couch, while he stepped in between my thighs. "Eyes on me, Belly." He demanded, and my body responded before my brain could catch up.
He leaned in slowly, his cock deliberately grazing my wetness. His hand brushed my hair, teasing me without touching too much. Everything about him screamed control, not like he hasn't dominated me already. I realized this was all him. Kane was now in control. My pussy ached harder, desperate to feel him slide it, but he continued to tease. His cock glides up and down, the slippery sound so arousing.
"You've been craving me, haven't you?" I shivered, unable to hide the truth if I wanted to. My body had long betrayed me, reacting to his dominance, moving my hips to stay in contact with his hard cock.
I swallowed hard as he leaned closer, his breath fanning my cheeks, making my knees go weaker than it was. "
I won't go easy on you, Bell." he murmured. "You'll follow me. Exactly where I want you."