Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Frankly, I want to retch but instead, I smile past the churning in my belly.
“Fine,” I say in a terse tone. “Do whatever you want.”
Then, I stalk to the front door before heaving my bag onto my shoulder again. My sister’s a total slut and while I shouldn’t be surprised, it’s come as a shock nonetheless. Grimacing, I yank open the door and get into my car again before revving the engine and tearing down the road. Shit. Life is so fucked up, seeing that I’m in a bisexual threesome and my sister’s exploring a gangbang. We’re definitely bringing shame to the Brown family name, and with gritted teeth, I grip the steering wheel, my eyes fixed on the road ahead. What comes next? I have no fucking clue, but right now, I need to let off steam.
CHAPTER 8
Rae
“Goodness, are you alright?” I ask Trig as he moans and collapses on Hunter’s back. He’s just fucked my stepfather’s ass hard, and as I watch, I can see a drip of seed oozing from where they’re connected. Not only that, but my stepfather’s made a mess of the bedspread in front of him. There’s a massive pool of ejaculate soaking the sheets below Hunter’s cock, and as I watch, Trig makes use of it. My boyfriend pulls his shaft out of my stepdad’s ass before beckoning for me to come forward. Then, he winds his fingers into my curly locks before forcing my face down towards the pool of goopy white.
I know what he wants, and obediently, my eyes close as I begin lapping at the wet spot on the comforter.
“Mmm,” I moan headily, my big butt in the air as I taste my stepfather’s ejaculate. “Yes.”
Trig growls with appreciation, those blue eyes blazing.
“Fuck yeah,” he grunts before slapping my ass. Then he does it again, even harder, making my eyes jerk open as I squeal.
“Ouch!”
“Alright, that’s enough,” Hunter rasps, pulling back so that he lies on his side on the mattress. “She’s taken enough already.” My stepfather’s gorgeous with his patrician features, sculpted chest, and cock still dribbling. Never in a million years would I have guessed that he’s bisexual, but hey, the things he and Trig have done over the past week have put me into a new frame of mind.
After all, I had no idea that my two men were attracted to one another. Zero, zip, zilch. It was only until I sensed, rather than saw, them kissing over my shoulder that first time that the dams opened. Then, the three of us embarked on round after round of no-holds-barred depravity, and even while my holes were being stuffed full, so were theirs. Hunter and Trig enjoy cramming their dicks into each other’s asses, and it turns me on. I love seeing these alpha males going at it hard, and there’s a brutality to their interactions with one another that doesn’t manifest when they’re fucking me. They’re gentler when they’re handling my curves, although of course, I’m sore and achy everywhere regardless.
But at Hunter’s words, Trig backs off and lets go of my hair.
“Fine,” he says in an even tone. “You did great. Both of you,” he says.
My stepdad raises a black brow at him.
“But is there a reason for the frenzied fucking?” he asks. “You just left our home an hour ago, only to come barreling back with your hair on fire. And not only that, but you basically threw Rae over your shoulder like a caveman and crammed her ass full before she could even blink.”
I giggle.
“Oh, I don’t mind,” I mewl. “It felt good.”
“Still,” Hunter says, shooting a look at Trig. “What’s going on?”
My boyfriend sits back, his handsome mien conflicted. That bronzed body is relaxed now, even as his thick shaft dribbles against one thigh.
“It’s my sister,” he says in a low tone. “Xenia.”
I sit up then because Xenia and I are friends in addition to being co-workers.
“Why, what’s up?” I ask. “I saw her at work just yesterday, and she seemed fine.”
Trig gets a conflicted look on his face and looks down at his hands.
“Yeah, but you know that she broke up with those three guys she was seeing right? James, Brad, and Casey.”
I nod.
“Yeah, because they weren’t enough for her. She wanted more.”
Trig lets out a rude snort.
“Yeah. When most people say they need ‘more,’ they mean they need more love, romance, or emotional support in a relationship. With my sister, it means she needs more cock. When I was home, I caught her getting ready to pull a train for a local biker gang.”
That makes me and Hunter go still.
“Are you serious?” I whisper, blinking with shock.
“How many guys?” asks Hunter, ever practical.
Trig sighs, slumping against the headboard.
“She swears it’s only five or six, but here’s the thing about my sister: she wants it. Xenia’s looking forward to it, and I caught her douching her holes in anticipation of the fuckfest.” Then, Trig’s head jerks up, his blue eyes blazing. “Who the fuck does this?” he rages. “I thought women only pulled trains under duress, but now my sister’s getting ready to fuck an entire biker club in the hopes of getting into their good graces. What the hell?”