Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
That did it.
“Then we won’t ask you to use it,” he reassured her. “But are there other types of birth control you want to try? Zeke and I are totally clean, so it’s just pregnancy that we’re worried about.”
Melly paused for a moment, swallowing a bit, moving her hips as if still feeling twin cocks inside.
“Well, maybe you could pull out when it’s time?” she asked.
Fuck yeah! That was my favorite method of family planning. I hate condoms and I know my brother does too. Same with diaphragms and that IUD shit. It detracts from my pleasure because I can always feel something poking or prodding right when it shouldn’t be. But I had to be diplomatic.
“Are you sure?” I asked gently. “Zander and I are great at controlling ourselves, but pulling out isn’t a perfect technique. Even bits of pre-cum can slip into your cunt and do the trick, especially because you’re a fertile eighteen year-old.”
“I know,” she said softly, looking us in the eye. “But it just seems yummier to go bareback,” she confessed. “If you pull out right when you’re about to spurt, it’ll be okay and I don’t mind getting sprayed with semen. It makes me tingly inside and is good for the skin,” she said with a shy smile.
Mmm, facials are good for a girl’s complexion, I’m glad she brought that up.
“Okay baby, we’re more than happy to pull out when the time comes,” I rumbled, stroking my dick again. Shit, the thought of taking her raw again was making me hard already. “But just remember: we’ll be fucking you a lot, so the chances of you getting pregnant are actually pretty high.”
She smiled at us with a light in her eyes.
“Don’t worry,” Melly said sweetly. “I trust you. I know you can do it.”
Trust us to do what? Pull out at the right moment? Restrain ourselves against our animal natures? But at that moment I didn’t care. I needed to be in her again, and with a growl, we descended on that nubile, willing female form. She’s ours after all … and nothing else matters.
CHAPTER TEN
Melanie
“Oh my god, where have you been Mel?” demanded Lauren. “I haven’t seen you in two weeks. Are you okay?”
I smiled to myself. Where to start? Lauren knew I’d flown off to LA for some in-person tryouts, but she had no idea that the owners of the production company were my very own stepbrothers. Hmmm, how to explain this to her? I decided to be vague.
“Well, I had such a good time in California I decided to stay a little longer,” I hedged, avoiding answering directly. “I hope the directors pick me, but it’s still up in the air. You know, the competition is so tough on the West Coast.”
“Yeah,” commiserated Lauren. “There are so many pretty girls, plus everyone’s tan and skinny in LA. It’s intimidating. Well don’t worry,” she reassured me. “I’m sure you’ll get the job at the Donkey Club.”
I laughed to myself. The Donkey Club was the last thing on my mind these days. Instead, I’d spent a huge portion of my time in bed with my brothers, enjoying their huge, muscled bodies. It was raunchy and wrong, but oh my god, I literally shake when I’m in the room with them. My cunt gushes wetly in their vicinity, like its lubing itself for their rods in anticipation.
Frankly, Zander and Zeke can’t get enough either. I’d moved into their pad in Malibu, and it was a palace. Floor to ceiling windows that looked right onto the ocean, plus a deck and swimming pool perfect for sunning myself. Exactly why people go to California and never leave.
“How’s it going out here?” asked Zander, dropping a kiss on my shoulder as I sun-bathed in a teeny bikini. “The view’s nice, isn’t it?” he said suggestively, waggling his eyebrows as he took in my creamy, curvy body.
“Oh you!” I giggled, swatting his thigh, purposefully brushing his package with my tiny hand. I felt his groin twitch gratifyingly and reveled in the power I had over my stepbrothers.
“Aren’t we going to start filming soon?” I asked. After all, Zander and Zeke were going to Intercon every morning, and doing their jobs as co-CEOs. But oddly, they hadn’t asked me to star in any productions yet, although I knew they’d begun filming the “Naughty Schoolgirls” video. Wasn’t I sexy enough? Why had they started without me? Maybe they were just doing some background shoots before the real filming began.
“We’re going to bring you in slowly,” Zan reassured me, stroking my hair, dropping a finger down to trail against my shoulder. “Not quite yet though. The time’s not right.”
“Okay, just let me know when,” I said with a sunny smile. “Because I’ve got to get back to Virginia for mid-terms soon.”
“No worries, little angel,” he murmured. This time his finger crept under my bikini top and rubbed the underside of my breast. “Fly back east if you need to. Don’t worry, we can always splice your scenes in later,” he reassured me.