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That I was more than happy to give, but I hated to choose one over the other.

“I Love all your Brothers, Damien,” I purred, nipping his ear. “I can’t pick.”

“Pick,” Damien commanded, “or we don’t Let you come again.”

Bane had carried me in here, so I said his name.

Damien pulled himself away and cool air of the cabin washed over me.

Without Damien’s warm heat the thin sheen of sweat over my breasts made them tighten and peak.

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“Add fuel to the warmer, Kein,” Bane requested as his eyes ravished me.

On impulse I did for Bane what I’d done for Damien and tried to look seductive. Bane cocked his head to the side and took it in.

“I think,” he finally said, “I like the way you offered yourself to me in the kitchen.” Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Without hesitation, I obliged. My feet settled widely apart as I slid off the bed. I bent over the blue covers and pulled myself open for his gaze. The position was lewd and suggestive, but I knew they wanted more. Today they wished permission.

“I want you, Bane,” I whispered straining my neck to make eye contact with him. “Oil me and fill me. Please, I’m begging you.”

Big hands grasped my hips. His hands pushed up to my rib cage and then back down. Fingers stroked over mine as I continued to hold myself open for him. Eventually he settled with grasping my waist firmly.

The oil was drizzled over the crack of my ass. I felt the cool liquid sliding down toward the wet feeling Damien had left on me. Something was spreading the oil up and down and it was not Bane’s hands. He was coating his cock in the oil as he rubbed against me.

A quick thrust forward made me want to pull away, but I didn’t. He’d aimed himself well and driven past the tight ring of muscle with one solid push. I moaned and cried out at the intrusion.

Bane didn‘t stop, but he slowed himself. He passed a hand, in long soothing strokes, over my back

“Hands on the bed, Ciara,” he ordered.

Glad to have some control of my own balance, I eagerly did as he asked.

He used my increased steadiness to press himself fully into my body. I heard his groan of pleasure as he buried himself completely.

As usual he had me feeling stuffed, almost to the point of pain, but not quite. Instead the sensation of fullness was erotic and sensual. My hands fisted in the blankets as Bane slowly started to move.

I felt the sway as my breasts rocked with each powerful thrust. Looking up I saw Kein had noticed them, also. He came to sit on the bed, playing lovingly with the swaying mounds.

It was Christof’s hands that brought me off, though. He grinned as he rubbed my clit in counter to Bane’s thrusts. The tension built in my belly until I exploded and my knees felt weak. It was only Bane’s desire to keep me up that kept me from the floor. They congratulated Christof on his skill, even after all this time he still had it.

Bane roared behind me a second later. He sped up and gripped my sweaty hips tightly. He was Like a bull behind me huffing and rutting as he came.

I chose Christof next. Kneeling on the bed I watched my friend crawl up beside me. For a moment he looked at me the way the old Christof had.