Very Slow, Kitten

Chris:

“No. We would never hurt you like that, unlike Bain and his fucked-up game, for whatever reasons that might be, but “we” swear to always be faithful and understanding of your needs over ours. You understand, Elicia?” Roger leaned forward enough so that she would be eye level, studying her silent expression as his eyes darted wildly waiting for her to say something.

“Temptress, what Ben is trying to say… is that our sexual appetites are not vanilla, but very tasty and tempting once tasted.” His hot breath fanned along her cheek as it rolled over my neck muscles, jerking slightly under the heat as her body trembled in response with a devilish smirk.

The wicked gleam that flickered along her hazel-blues, had us purring out in shock as we looked at one another in questioning of her weird mood.

“Oh, I know.” Her words sparked a fiery charge of static to rip through our link, shifting her slightly so that the twitching mass of throbbing muscle didn’t scare her as my brothers mirrored my shift in pose.

“Does she remember?” Ben sounded giddy in link as our blazing ambers, drank in the innocent gaze staring back us with that tempting smirk tugging at the corners of her luscious lips dusted in the perfect shade of rosy-pink.

“Let’s find out.” Elias chuckled softly as her swirling hazels blazed to life as the words purred over his lips. Shivering against the floating wall of sweetness as her arousal blanketed us in a throbbing embrace. Testing the waters as her fingers slipped into my smoldering palm, lifting her hand up to my parted lips as her smooth skin, grazed seductively across my tender flesh, placing the gentlest of kisses.

“Oh, you Dog!” Roger roared in laughter as our link vibrated with his amusement, ignoring him as her swirling hazels twinkled against the soggy clouds plinking rain droplets against the glass barriers.

“We can start slow, Hummingbird.” Smiling at the deep crimson blush rising up from chest, crawling slowly along her pulsating jugular, gulping down the invisible bolder that linger in her throat.

“Very slow, Kitten.” Elias trailed his finger along her cheek, holding her wild gaze as his lips lifted into a deviously handsome smirk.

“Don’t fly away Butterfly.” Ben raised her trembling hand to his mischievous lips, holding it millimeters from his smoldering embrace as her body pulsated in an unknown excitement.

“Who would you like first?” Asking softly against her ear as Ben hovered his lips over her knuckles, holding her intense gaze as Roger and Elias shifted slowly.

“I’ve already had all four.” Her light chuckle was like music to my groin as it throbbed angrily beneath the thin sweat material, turning her head as her moist lips parted for my tongue as our mouths connected in a heated embrace. Purring loudly as her body melted into my arms, lifting her up as my brothers took seats on the sectional, laying her down on the chaise.

“C-Chris.” My name sounded like heaven as it whimpered from her uncertain lips, sliding down between her legs as her wild blues looked down, then up to my brothers sitting back drinking in her perfect curves. Kissing her exposed hip, reclaiming her attention as her pupils dilated watching my fingers slip under her waistband, slowly tugging at the black material.

“I’ll start slow, Hummingbird, but your bold comment deserves a little punishment.” Looking over my shoulder at the devious smirks dancing darkly across my brothers faces as their hands, slid slowly down their stomachs towards the twitching masses between their thighs.

Turning my heated gaze back to those blazing blues as her fingers gripped into the dark gray cushion, sliding her leggings down as her juicy thighs cupped her perfect pussy covered in Emoji printed cotton. Chuckling at her selection of panties, slipping the leggings away from her feet as my lips trailed blazing tracks of heat along her quivering flesh.

“W-What are you g-going to do?” Her lips quivered as her eyes stared at my approach to her heavenly sweet pot, halting my lips just at the edge of the smiling material.

“Pleasurable pain.” Extending a claw, slicing the material slowly as her grunting purr trembled through her body out through my lips, ripping away the only barrier as her sweet arousal flooded my senses into a snarling growl with my brothers heavy panting.

“Fucking Beautiful.” Thumbing over the glistening pink flesh as her body jerked back, tossing her a wink as the wild bass beat of “Hysteria” by Muse, flooded the whole house. My hot mouth crashing into her glistening flesh, tasting the sweet twang of her essence as her body jerked and swayed with the tingling sensation that ripped through my tongue along her clit. Twirling wildly along the bundle of nerves as her body writhed under my control, pulling along her climax as her fingers curled in and out of the couch material.

“c-c-Chris.” Her whispering moan had me seeing stars as her clit pulsated under my lapping tongue. Sliding in a finger as her velvety walls, pulled and clenched tightly around my thrusting finger, driving out the first rolling rush of euphoria as her crying moans rolled over our links in pleasure.

“Yes. Hummingbird. Give it to me.” Humming against her twitching clit as the next rushing wave of heat, slammed into her as her panting body jerked upright, digging her nails into my shoulders as my finger found her trigger in a slurring scream of release.

“She’s fucking gorgeous.” Ben snarled out in pleasure, smirking in delight as her juices soaked the dark gray material, black. Lifting her hips enough to shift her draped body back into the cushion, rolling her hips back in a butterfly pose as her fingers slipped through my tousled locks, yanking my head back with fail.

“You’re done, when I’m full… and I’m still hungry.” Licking my glistening lips as her body trembled in anticipation, soaking my arm as my finger slammed back into her trembling walls, coaxing the next climax to peak. Pulling out before she could release, halting her shaking fingers reaching for my hands as my brothers growled at the dripping mess on display.

“Quit teasing her.” Roger rumbled out, feeling different about this punishment as her curves jiggled and swayed with whimpering moans as my finger slipped back through her fleshy barrier, halting just inside the opening.

“I think you mean the other way around.” Elias chuckled out as their ambered orbs blackened into swirling pools of desire as her panting cries, sang dangerously to our senses. Diving back into her swollen clit as her body rocketed out into the stratosphere, before crashing violently back into earth, soaking everything as she unraveled into a panting mess of sweaty flesh.

“So beautiful, Hummingbird.” Sucking off the sweet twang that glistened from my fingers, lifting her up enough so she rested against the cushions, while my brothers grabbed the necessary items to clean our beautiful mate. Tucking away the soaked locks of fiery red and yellow, smiling at her beautiful face as she dozed off.
Mine.

“How is she holding up?” Roger asked softly as they returned with a towel, washcloths and bucket of warm water, testing the water before stripping off her soaked gray t-shirt gently washing down her tanned flesh.

“She’s perfect.” Humming out, wiping down her arm as the nasty, twisted scar peeked out, rolling her enough to examine the lingering scars that were now a soft pink against her gorgeous honey brown flesh.

“So, did they.. hurt her?” Elias growled out, knowing my alternative motive for her pleasurable punishment, because let’s face this head-on, we needed to know if that Fucker hurt her sexually.

“No, she was velvety and smooth like we remembered her to be. No trauma, but the mental and emotional trauma is evident.” Wrapping the towel around her sleeping body, lifting her up as we walked her back to the bedroom, quickly laying her down as Ben grabbed a shirt.

“Boys?” Mom linked us, knowing she was checking in on the situation.

“Everything’s okay.” Smiling as she snuggled down into the pillows, covering up her peaceful pose as we exited the room, greeted with concerned expressions.
Side glancing between my brothers, before looking at our folks.

“Peyton escaped.” The words bounced off the walls in a strange swirling heat as Dad and Mom stood firmly at the end of the hallway.

You have to be Fucking Kidding Me!