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by Knight, Natalie

  How am I supposed to fight against lust like this?

  It’s impossible. So I don’t.

  Nolan

  Let’s get this party started.

  Grabbing her, I lay her down on the mattress and climb on top of her. I start rubbing my thick tip over her wet pussy, teasing her endlessly, and she buries her fingernails on my back as I do it.

  “Fuck me…fuck me now” she tells me, completely unable to enduring any more of my teasing.

  I stop teasing her at once and then, with one quick movement of my hips, I push my cock past her inner lips and deep into her pussy. The moment she feels my thickness straining against her inner walls she just screams, doing it so loud that I’m sure her throat is starting to hurt from the effort.

  Driving my cock deep inside of her, I only stop when all of my inches are buried inside her pussy. I hold it there for a few seconds, and then I start pulling it back – but only so I can thrust again. I do it over and over again, pistoning into her.

  “Oh, God,” she moans, dragging her fingernails across my shoulder blades so hard, she might draw blood. I don´t care, this only makes me fuck her even harder.

  Placing one hand on her chest, I push her back and force her to lay down on the mattress. She raises her feet up, placing them on the edge of the bed. With my hands on the back of her knees, I keep her in place while I ram my cock deep into her.

  She asks me to go harder, as the wet sound of my cock sliding in and out of her pussy is driving me completely mad.

  I keep on fucking her until I feel her pussy squeezing my cock hard, and then she just moans against my ear as she comes.

  I actually have to take a deep breath to stop myself from coming.

  “More!” she moans through her gritted teeth, and I’m happy to oblige. I lay down on the bed and make her climb on top of me. Without a moment’s hesitation, she grabs my cock and slides it inside her pussy.

  With my hands cupping her ass, I make her bounce up and down on my cock, my biceps glistening with sweat as I hold her.

  She rocks her hips back and forth too, relishing the feeling of my cock rolling over her folds and piercing her with the fury of an exploding star. Bucking her hips harder and harder, both her hands running through my hair and disheveling it.

  She lets her legs ease up their hold, and she moves them slightly lower, right over my ass. Still with my cock in her, she goes down to her knees and claws at my pectorals, pushing me down to the ground.

  With a wild passion, she grabs my hands and brings them to her tits. She’s bucking her hips furiously while never allowing my cock to slide more than an inch out of her pussy.

  Stacy craves me the way that I crave her and it is like fucking magic.

  She throws her head back and closes her eyes, savoring the moment while I squeeze hard on her nipples. Taking a deep breath, she leans into me, long locks of hair falling down her shoulders, and I raise my head towards her.

  She lowers herself even more, allowing me to wrap my lips around one aching nipple of hers.

  I groan between my thrusts, reaching for her breasts and squeezing them eagerly. I pinch both of her hard nipples at the same time, holding them between my thumbs and index fingers. I intensify the pressure until she simply can’t bear it any longer.

  Throwing her head back, she then arches her body and lets ecstasy climb up her spine as she comes.

  “Oh, fuck…this was…amazing,” she tells me through moans, propping herself up on her elbows as I slow down. By the time I stop completely, my hair is plastered to my forehead, and thick beads of sweat are dripping down my face.

  And, my favorite part, there’s a grin of pure delight on her lips. Yes, she loves how we fuck as much as I do. I’m getting addicted.

  But I’m not done yet. I pull my cock out of her pussy and take one step back. Grabbing her by the hand, I pull her up to her feet and then, moving fast, I grab her by the hips and force her to turn around.

  Pushing her toward the small desk on the corner of the bedroom, I lay one forearm across her lower back and force her to bend over.

  With my shaft between her ass cheeks, she starts swaying her hips, rubbing her ass against my cock, and she only stops when I hold me firmly. Grabbing my thickness, I push it down. She tremble slightly as she feels the the tip of my cock sliding down her ass crack before finally resting against her aching pussy.

  I simply thrust, hammering all oh my length inside of her again. Pressing her forehead against the table of the desk, she lets out another scream, this one as loud as the one before.

  I continue, slamming my hard cock inside her pussy to the hilt. I do it so fiercely that another scream erupts from her mouth; and then I do it again, each time I thrust, forcing a scream to climb up her throat. She remains there, bent over, as I fuck her mercilessly, my cock flying in and out of her so fast I can barely process it.

  “I’m gonna…I’m gonna…” she starts to say, her words coming out of her mouth like a quivering mess. She doesn’t get to finish her sentence, not that she needs to.

  We both know what’s coming.

  Even though Stacy’s coming her brains out right now, I just keep on thrusting. I keep on doing it for God knows how long.

  Before she knows it, another orgasm explodes inside her, completely overshadowing the one before it. Her eyes roll in their orbits as she simply collapses on top of the desk as I slow down my rhythm.

  She moans slightly as I pull my cock out of her, each inch that slides off my pussy making her tremble in place. Pressing her hands against the desk, she forces herself up to her feet and then turn around to face me. Her legs are still weak, though, and she finds herself on the verge of stumbling to the ground.

  Instead of fighting the way her legs seem to be quivering, she lets herself go down on her knees in front of me.

  She looks up at me as she curls her fingers around my shaft. She leans in, parting her lips and taking the tip of my cock between them. Slowly, she rolls her lips down the length of my shaft until my cock is pressed tight against the back of her throat.

  She starts bobbing her head back and forth as fast as she can, devouring my cock viciously. I rest my hand on the top of her head and, tangling my fingers on her hair.

  I force her to hold still. Replacing the movement of her mouth, I start thrusting, fucking her little mouth with the same intensity I used on her pussy.

  Stacy closes her eyes as I do it, tasting my shaft, and I feel my skin burning as my cock starts to throb hard against her tongue. My breathing become shallower by the second, and when I feel I’m close I pull her head back.

  “Stop,” I breath out, pulling my cock out of her mouth. Grabbing her, I simply let go and throw her on top of the mattress. I follow after her, eager to ravage her sweet little pussy.

  Massaging her ass cheeks, I slide one hand between her legs and rub my fingers from her clit to her ass. She pushes back against me, jutting her ass even more, and I respond by grabbing both her breasts hard, squeezing them against each other.

  I play with her nipples by pressing them between my fingers, rubbing and pulling them.

  With both of my hands on her hips, I close in on her, the tip of my cock once more right against her drenched folds.

  “I could keep doing this forever,” I whisper and, as I finish the sentence, I simply ram my inches inside her pussy.

  I could do this forever. Her pussy is so perfect.

  But I don’t stop here. As I start to thrust, completely demolishing her pussy I spread her ass cheeks wide and then start caressing her crack.

  When one of my fingers goes over her asshole, I then start pressing down on it, sliding my whole finger inside her. She gasps as I do it, but there’s more to come – using my free hand, I takes it around her waist and press down on her clit with two fingers.

  When I feel her on the verge of another orgasm, I slide my fingers out of her and give her a break.

  But not for long.

  I grin at her and, g
rabbing her by the waist, make her go on all fours as I prepare myself for the final moments. I then start rubbing the tip of my cock up and down her crack, my heart beating fast.

  She grits her teeth as I press my thickness against her asshole and she screams again as I start sliding it in. She starts pushing herself down as she feels the tip of my cock against her ass hole.

  As my inches slide inside of her, slowly, she takes deep breaths. The moment I have my whole cock inside of her ass, she starts moving her hips carefully, allowing my shaft to slide in and out of her ass, and she does it until her insides have grown accustomed to my size.

  Then she ups the ante, jumping up and down over my cock and allowing me to stretch her wide.

  Soon enough she starts to go so fast she can’t keep going – I take the lead then, my fingers curling on her hips and pulling her in as I slam my cock hard, my thighs slapping her ass over and over again.

  Adding to the symphony of flesh on flesh, I smack her ass cheeks with the back of my hand, the dry sound hitting our eardrums like a gunshot. I do it over and over again, my long finger meeting her buttocks harshly.

  “Fuck,” I groan, grabbing her waist. I drive all of my inches into her, as I am pounding her furiously, her body rocking back and forth with each coming and going motion I make.

  “Don’t stop,” she moans.

  Holding my breath, I take one hand around her waist and allow two fingers to fall down to her clit. Pressing down on it as I thrust, my cock working her tight ass in an almost feverish way, I start to feel her body tensing up. Her ass seems to close in even more around my cock, choking it viciously.

  In a matter of seconds, my whole body tenses up, and my cock seems to become as hard as cement. Then, just a fraction of a second later, I start gushing my whole load into her ass.

  We’re coming at the same time, and it feels as if bolts of lightning are exploding all over our naked bodies, electricity enveloping us both. And, with each spasm of my cock, that electric feeling seems to intensify more and more. Fuck, and I’m cumming so much that I can already feel my semen dripping out of her ass and down the length of my shaft, pooling around the base of my cock.

  I exhale sharply and pull my cock out.

  “That was so fucking good,” she whispers, looking me in the eyes.

  Grinning, I grab Stacy’s hand and pull her toward me. I just lean into her and press my mouth against hers, shoving my tongue inside her mouth.

  “Come,” I whisper, pulling back from the kiss.

  I smile at her and grabbing her by the hand, I pull her up to her feet and then take her to the private bathroom inside her room. I turn the water on, and it doesn’t take long for the whole space around us to become blanketed in warm steam. Stepping under the running water, I pull her after me and hold her close.

  This whole situation with Percy sure is a clusterfuck. But it’s all worth it if it means I can have a woman like this.

  Stacy

  I wake up in the early morning to the sound of the birds softly singing in the gardens below. I’d be totally happy here if it was just me and the brothers – minus Percy, obviously. This mansion is truly outfitted to stun and surprise, a true Garden of Eden.

  It's more than a mansion – it's an estate, and I think about how all the guys must have been so happy to grow up here. But I don't envy them, really, since all the while they had to deal with that snake, Percy.

  At least there's not a black sheep in my family. I love them all. I can't even picture one of my brothers being so evil. It’d be heartbreaking, and I hate that these three strong men had to contend with Percy all their lives.

  I snuggle down into the blankets and stretch out, reliving my time with Nolan. He was everything I imagined and then some. I wish he was here now, to fuck me and to turn this good morning into an even better one. I'm just about to let my hand wander down to touch myself, ready to fantasize and relive last night, when my latest nightmare walks in.

  "You even sleep naked. Do you have no modesty, whore?"

  I cover myself quickly and look into Percy's odd, pinched face. I don’t tell him it’s because I lost my panties somewhere along the way and that I was so exhausted from being so thoroughly fucked that I just passed out in my bed.

  “Get out!" I tell him, pulling the sheets against my naked body.

  He doesn't budge, but instead he comes over to me and sits on the bed. He traces his finger up my arm and across my collarbone in the most horrible way. His touch is vile and disgusting, and it makes me cringe and back up away from him.

  "Don't touch me, you monster."

  "Oh, but you’re my wife. I have every right to touch you any way I want.” I shudder at the thought as he continues to run his hand over my skin.

  “And I have to tell you, I'm very disappointed with you. Can you venture to guess why?"

  "Hmm, let's see…is it because I fucked another one of your brothers? Because I’m finding what little joy I can in this prison?"

  I don’t even care at this point what he thinks. Fuck Percy and his stupid little villain-wannabe mustache. I’ve even seen him twirling it around his finger. What a joke.

  His eyes lower as if he's repulsed by the idea of me having consensual sex. Creepy as he is, I doubt he can even picture normal sex at all.

  "No, I already know you're a whore, that doesn’t surprise me. I'm upset for a different reason."

  I tighten the sheet around my breasts, as both of them threaten to spill out.

  "Just tell me, Percy. I'm not in the mood for games. I need coffee."

  I sigh and move to get up and away from his nonsense and drama. But he pulls my arm back so roughly that it hurts.

  "Okay, fine. I came here to let you know that Carter has moved back the court case by one month. Do have any idea why he would have done that? Have you revealed something that perhaps you shouldn't have?"

  I'm suddenly legitimately afraid. I’m not sure why Carter pushed back the court appointment, but if Percy thinks I had something to do with it…then that’s a huge fucking problem.

  "I didn't say anything. I swear. I wouldn't do that. I know the deal." My voice sounds panicked but I can’t help it. I am.

  "That's really good…but I don't know if I believe you, lying little slut. You're probably just as practiced at lying as you are at fucking around."

  This time his words roll off me and they don't hurt. I cried enough tears because of him yesterday. I'm all cried out. And I’m angry.

  "I didn't say anything to Carter. You can believe me or not, but I’m so over this thing."

  He’s still clenching my arm.

  "You should care. If you don't, then your dad might be living on the street by next week…and you with him. If I were you, I’d care very fucking much."

  He knows exactly how to get to me, what buttons to push.

  It works every time.

  If my family’s in jeopardy, then that changes everything, and Percy knows it. It’s my weakness, and he continues to prey upon it. If only he were threatening me alone, then things would be different.

  But to think of my poor parents destitute, without any means of support, all because I couldn't deal with Percy…well, that pain is too much to bear. At the same time, thinking of this being my life and having to spend every day with this villainous monster…well that’s also too much to bear. I feel like I’m screwed no matter what.

  I don't know what to do. I feel totally lost and alone.

  "Fine, Percy, whatever you say. I didn't say anything. I won't say anything. I swear to you, whatever Carter has done, it isn’t because he heard anything from me."

  "You know you're basically a prostitute, right? The way you're sleeping with them. Is it because you think you'll get a slice of the pie? Trust me, you're just a whore who they’ll throw away like all the others. Why would any of my brothers stay with you? Too bad you spread your legs so quickly and showed them your true colors. Now nobody will ever respect you."

  He says these t
hings calmly as he gets up to leave, and then he quietly shuts the door. He knows that I’m wounded, the bastard. He knew that saying those things would affect me on a deep level, despite any walls I’ve tried to put up against him.

  I curl my legs up to my chest but don't shed a tear. I won’t do it – I won’t waste a single tear on Percy. Not ever again.

  I think about Carter, Kieran, and Nolan, and wonder if what Percy said is true. I care about each brother so much already, but what if it's unrequited passion? Am I more alone in this than I ever imagined?

  I think about it and get up and pull on a robe. My naked body is finally covered and I feel like putting on more layers just to shield myself from this awful situation. I sit on the balcony, and while I should be greeting the day and the shining sun, I’m instead devastated by what’s happening to me.

  One thing is becoming clear, though.

  I think I need to abandon this situation with Percy. It's too unhealthy. He's being abusive, and I can't spend my life dealing with that. I have to find a way out of this situation while still saving my family.

  I remember what it's like to have sex with each brother and the emotions come back up…no, I’m not in this alone after all.

  You can't fake a connection like that, can you? I need them now more than ever. I hope that what we have is true, that I’m not just some disposable girl to them.

  I wish even one of them was here to comfort me. To let me know that I don’t have to deal with all of this by myself. Is that too much to hope for?

  Kieran

  I drive fast down the streets of the city.

  It feels good to get away from the mansion and from all that fucking drama. With Percy there, it's like a race to see who will get father's money. And that, to me…it's just fucking despicable, and a horrible thing to focus on after his death.

  I want to commemorate his memory for the amazing person that he was, not fight for the scraps of his fortune. The problem is, if Raine's Petroleum goes to the wrong hands then father's legacy will end forever.