Stepbrothers' Darling

by K.A. Knight

“I tasted you on her, like rain and fucking sin.” He groans and grinds against me as I moan. “I want your taste all over my tongue and cock. All those teasing touches… I want you to dance on my cock like you did on the table that night for me.”

“I want to feel you come down my throat,” I murmur, licking my lips before leaning in and tracing my tongue along the Jacob’s Ladder. “I want to feel these rip my mouth apart as you go wild.” “Fucking hell, princess,” he growls, pushing his cock against my cheek as I pull back. “Get your hot little mouth back on my dick.”

“You want to come, baby girl? You want to fuck? Then fine, but it will only be with one of us.”

chuckles, leaning down until he kisses me hard. I taste myself on his tongue. “We’re just getting started, brat,” he says as he pulls away. “We aren’t leaving here until you’re dripping with my cum and can’t try to run and fuck anyone else again.”

“That’s it, baby girl, take all of me. Let every fucker here see who you belong to. Who can fuck you like no one else.”

“Let’s get her home so she can shower and change, and I can wank into her underwear.”

“We don’t, only you, so you better zip that bratty mouth before we fuck it. You’re one of us now, there is no going back.” He kisses me hard and then releases me. “We’ll follow you home, baby,” Bray tells me, and then they all get out, leaving me panting in the back of my car, my thighs aching and wet.

“Babe, I just saw you naked while my brother ate your cunt, now’s not the time to be shy.”

“Babe, I’m not shy,” I tease. “We both know if you stay and watch, you’ll want to touch, and you have to earn my pussy.”

He winks, the bastard, knowing I can’t stay mad at his cute smile.

“You’re mine tonight,” he murmurs, and I tremble from the hunger in his tone, even as I smile and roll my hips so he can feel my pussy.

“Don’t tease, or I’ll fuck you right here in front of everyone. Let them see just how much Crew you are.”

Once there, she lets go of our hands and drags hers up her body until her arms are in the air. Her eyes close, and she tips her head back as her hips roll to the beat. I watch, my mouth dry and cock hardening as she drops, twists, and grinds effortlessly, like no one else is here. When her eyes open and lock on me, she smirks. She knows the effect she has on me.

My gaze pulls away for only a moment to see Asher is struggling also. He’s watching her ass and hips, entranced by her every move.

Pulling her close, I drop my head and press my forehead to hers as I grind into her. I match the twist of her hips as those incredible breasts press against my chest. Asher comes up behind her, brushing the hair from her neck and dropping a kiss there as he cups her hips from behind.

It pounds in time to my heart. My world is consumed by the woman, the fucking beautiful goddess in my arms. She may be rude, impulsive, brash, and loud, but fuck if I’m not obsessed with every inch of her. From her smart fucking mouth to her insane talent. I could watch her dance all night, like my own private show, but feeling her flow against me? It has me imagining just how she would move as I fucked her—something I’ve imagined every single fucking day since I met her.

“Tonight, you’re ours.” Before she can protest, I nibble on her lobe, making her groan before I carry on. “And we are yours.”

Asher helps Blair outside. Some of the booze has worn off, but she’s still giggly, and apparently so is he. I walk behind them, grinning at the sight of them hanging on to each other as Cyrus snorts next to me.

I reach for his boxers and roll my tongue out to expose the ice cubes. “I came to kiss it better,” I purr. “Oh fuck,” he whispers, his phone completely forgotten as those dark, hungry eyes lock on my mouth.

I reach the tip of his huge, hard cock and suck it into my mouth alongside the ice. He cries out, writhing as I pull away with a chuckle. “Was that where it hurt?” I murmur before kissing down his length to the base and back up, licking the underside. “Or here maybe?” “Oh fuck,” he growls, closing his eyes as he throws one arm across his face. “You keep that up, and I’ll be shooting my load across that beautiful face.”

“Baby, oh fuck, stop,”

“Are you trying to kill me?” he growls as he stares at me. “You want me to fuck your mouth?” He sits up, grabbing my chin and dragging me up his body until our lips are inches away. “You’ve got it, Darling. I’ll fuck it so hard you won’t fucking be able to speak another teasing word. I’ll fill it with my cum until it drips down that little chin of yours and onto those tight, fuckable tits. I’ll mark every fucking inch of you, so get back on those knees and swallow me.”

“Shit, that’s it, suck me hard. Good girl.” The praise makes my pussy clench for some reason, as I imagine those husky words whispered in my ear while he rams into my tight wetness. “Yes, fuck, so good, baby girl. Your mouth feels way too fucking good.”

“Yeah, that’s not fucking happening. I was going to leave you be tonight, but you brought that sexy ass in here and now you aren’t leaving until I’ve fucked every inch of you,” he snarls, leaping to his feet faster than I thought possible. He grabs me and tosses me over his shoulder before throwing me on the bed. I bounce and then he’s there, flipping me onto my front. He pulls my ass into the air as his hand slides down my back to my throat, squeezing hard as he pushes my head down sharply. “You tasted my cum, now I want to taste yours, Darling.”

“Fuck, you taste so good,” he growls. “Look at you dripping for me, Darling. Shit. I’m hard again just from the sight of your little pink pussy. Does it make you wet knowing this is wrong? Knowing I’m your stepbrother and that your little cunt shouldn’t be spread for me like this while I eat you?”

“Fuck, I’m gonna come way too quickly. You’re too wet and hot.” He groans and pulls free of my body. Grabbing my legs in one hand, he twists me and turns me onto my hands and knees then slams inside of me. The new angle lets him get deeper, so he drags along those nerves that have me clawing at the bed and fighting like a wild animal. “That’s its baby girl, take all of me. You look so fucking hot with my cock filling you,”

I’ve always been good at putting on a show, but tonight is going to be my best performance yet. Fighting my orgasm, I force my eyes open again. Bray is too focused on fucking me, too consumed by me to notice our audience, but I’m not. The sight of Asher fucking his own hand as he watches me get railed by his brother is the hottest thing I have ever seen.

“Fuck, Darling, a man could get lost in your pussy,” he growls in my ear, making my eyes shut and mouth open as I try to hold back to make this last as long as I can. “Come for me,” he orders, slamming into me so deep and hard I swear I see stars.

“Me,” she purrs, parting her legs to expose her pussy as she grabs her unused spoon from the side and holds it out. “Why not take a taste?” My heart actually stops, and my cock hardens again as if I didn’t just come last night and then again this morning in the shower. “You shouldn’t tease me,” I growl. She leans farther back, her legs parted as she grips the shirt and hikes it up, exposing her to my hungry gaze.

“That was hot, baby girl,” Cyrus remarks as he grabs the man mid-run, holding the boyfriend effortlessly as he flirts with me. Bray grins at his side as Asher moves to mine.

“I’m so turned on right now,” Bray mutters. Asher is smiling widely, and Cyrus just watches me, his eyes dark but his lips twitching.

After dropping Faye off at home and promising to text her when I get back, I snuggle into Asher’s side in the warm, dark car. He kisses my head, and as the streetlights flash across us, he leans down to my ear. “We’ve never had anyone protect us, claim us, or threaten people for us before. It’s always the other way around. It was nice. You’re changing our lives, Blair, for the better.”

“Are you okay?” Asher asks softly, reaching for my arm, but I flinch, and he pulls away looking sad, so I drop my hands and grab his, squeezing with a small smile. “Baby girl,” Cyrus murmurs, and I drag my gaze to him. “I’m fine, just a bad dream...sorry,” I offer lamely. “You don’t have them when I sleep with you.

“Every fucking day, Darling, and you see, I have this fantasy of you in your costume, bent over for me, so that’s exactly what’s going to happen. I’m going to have you screaming with your friends and adoring fans just metres away while my big cock is deep inside you, and then you’ll go out there like a good little girl and dance for them with your sore pussy dripping with my cum, knowing each move will tug on those wet muscles.”

“I don’t give a fuck. Fair is fair, so turn that sexy ass around now,” he orders, but I ignore it, and he pinches my chin as he nips my lips until I jerk back. With a laugh, he grasps my hips and turns me none too gently, pressing his palm against the top of my spine and yanking my ass out. “I love the wig and this fucking sexy as hell costume. It was the one I had wet dreams about slipping aside… just like that.” He pulls the material aside to expose my thong and pulsing wet pussy. “And you’re wet and needy, so it looks like I was right again,” he taunts as he runs his finger down the wet material.

“The way you smell.” He moves the thong and licks a long line down my folds, making me shiver. “The way you taste and moan, the way

you feel clenched around my cock, milking me like a good little girl.”

“I’m going to make you come around this, over and over, until you can’t stand, and then I’m going to fuck you with my huge cock and fill you with my cum while your pretty little screams ring in my ears.”

“Fuck, I might come just from watching you,” he mutters. “Seeing you take it so deep like such a fucking slut? Goddamn, Darling, how are you this perfect? I bet even if I put it in your tight little ass you would come for me, wouldn’t you?”

“I don’t know, Darling. You’re enough to make a man pray for either.” He groans, watching the crop pummel my ass. “I can’t take it anymore. I need to be inside you as much as I need my next breath.”

“I swear, Darling, you’re trying to steal my heart and soul.”

Asher heads over and drops a kiss to my lips before kicking off Bray’s feet and dragging mine into his lap as he sits. Cyrus runs his eyes over me, ensuring himself I’m okay before meeting Bray’s gaze. “What’s wrong?” he rumbles darkly, his eyes narrowing.

Asher replies, massaging my feet as he takes off my shoes, and I groan in bliss. It distracts them all. Cyrus’s eyes heat and Bray smirks.

and I wrap my legs around his waist and kiss him. Chuckling, he holds my ass, and just as we’re about to turn away from the window, I hear another rumble.

“Damn right we do. I particularly like it when you bend over to clean your car,”

can’t help but grin wider. Cyrus grabs the huge leather chair and slumps into it before pulling me into his lap. His hands grip my hips and pull me back until I feel his hardness pressed against my ass.

“Asher,” he commands with a wink as Asher logs into the computer. “He’s better at this than us. I bet if you ask, he would admit to watching you through the cameras when you didn’t know. Especially in the shower, showing off those impressive curves. I wish I had thought of it,” he murmurs into my ear. His voice is like a smooth whisky, going straight to my clit and making it throb as I shift on his lap. He chuckles at my movement. Placing a kiss on my jumping pulse, he begins playing with my hair as we wait, as if he didn’t just get me wet and ready as I stare at Asher, wondering if he really has watched me... and if he liked it.

then, baby girl, I’m taking you on a run to show off our girl,” I tease, squeezing her hands.

He cups her chin, pulls her flush against his chest, and smirks down at her. “I’ve always wanted to do it in an elevator.” The door dings then, opening, and she grins, leaning up as if to kiss him. “I would say me too... but I already have.” She turns, hips swaying, and saunters off. All three of us gawk after her, our eyes locked on her tight, plump ass. “I’m going to marry that girl,” Bray declares in awe, adjusting his hard cock—we all have that same issue where she’s concerned. “Alright, Romeo,” I tease, smacking him and following her out. “One issue at a time.”

“People have been doing that for years. Let them.” She smirks, grabs Asher, and kisses him soundly on the lips, making me grin. “They are worth it,” she says, threading her fingers through Bray’s and tugging him after her. I let them go, hesitating as I watch them laugh. Bray picks her up and twirls with her, and I can sense the genuine love and happiness they feel, and it infects my dark, cold heart.