adjust.
"None of your people, certainly, but I hadn't counted on Mike getting here so fast.
Only one of my brothers would be so crass as to intrude on our fun." Instead of leaving, Michael, the cad, crouched down next to them, his eyes dancing with mischief.
"Go away, Mike. Go find your own girl. There are plenty of submissive females here that would welcome your services."
"Oh, I think your little lady might be a bit more submissive than you think, Zeke."
Mike reached out to stroke her hair back from her face and Zeke growled. Mike just ignored him. "You like being watched, don't you, sweet?"
Zeke felt the clamping of her internal muscles around his cock, and the widening of her eyes told the rest of the tale. Mike was right. She was even wetter than she'd been when Mike walked in. Zeke wasn't sure if he liked her response to his brother or not, but he knew he would do anything to bring her pleasure. Her joy was his only concern.
"What do you say, Zeke? You need some help with her? You Riskers don't know the first thing about taming a filly."
Angela's narrowed eyes and gripping hands on his neck told their own story. "I like Ezekiel just fine, and I'm not a horse that needs taming." Her words came in short panting breaths as her passions rose again. Zeke liked the way she defended him and followed willingly as he neared the summit of passion once more. Mike had startled her and challenged her, but it was Zeke who made her whole. He just knew it. Or maybe he just prayed it was so, but either way he thought he could read it in her lovely face as she turned her lips up for his kiss.
Zeke pulled back, leaving her flat on her back on the floor while he held her legs out to either side of his hips, sitting up now with his dick firmly planted within her tight hole.
He had an idea. It was a naughty one, but the Sons of Amber were up for all kinds of sexual hijinks at any time of the day or night. He and Mike had played this game before as a matter of fact, and he couldn't think of anyone he'd rather have here with them for this experiment. Of all the Sons of Amber, Mike was his closest friend.
Zeke wanted to push Angela's boundaries, to see how far she would go. He wanted to bring her pleasure, the likes of which she had never known, and make her realize he was the only man who would ever cherish her so deeply, prize her so highly. He wanted to make her come and come, then come again. Only then would he take his own pleasure.
"You know," he slid his gaze from her flushed face to Mike, "I think I could use a little help here, brother."
Mike's eyes lit up with anticipation. "Really?" He shifted his stance a bit. "And what can I do for you?"
"Well, see, I need someone to play with her clit while I fuck her senseless." Zeke's gaze challenged hers as she gasped. He could feel her pussy clamping down around his cock and he could feel the gush of excitement that followed. She was more into this than she let on. "Do you think you could help with that?"
Mike turned to look at her, moving one big hand to caress her tight nipple almost absently. Zeke felt her shiver with desire at the other man's touch.
"Can I play with these pretty tits, too, Zeke? I'd like to know what's off limits and what's not before we start."
Zeke caught and held her eyes. "Tell us, Angel. If I promise to guide you and let no harm come to you, is anything off limits? Will you take us both, any way I see fit? Do you trust me?"
* * *
27
Angela thought she was about to scream, but she ruthlessly bit it back. She was not a screamer. The scandalous ideas of these two devastating men wound her passions higher than ever before. She wanted Ezekiel. She loved Ezekiel. But, this darkly arrogant brother of his was stirring lust in her as well. She didn't understand it at all, but her pussy sure seemed to want to let them both have at her.
She didn't understand what it was about them—or rather, about Ezekiel—that made her want to let go of
"None of your people, certainly, but I hadn't counted on Mike getting here so fast.
Only one of my brothers would be so crass as to intrude on our fun." Instead of leaving, Michael, the cad, crouched down next to them, his eyes dancing with mischief.
"Go away, Mike. Go find your own girl. There are plenty of submissive females here that would welcome your services."
"Oh, I think your little lady might be a bit more submissive than you think, Zeke."
Mike reached out to stroke her hair back from her face and Zeke growled. Mike just ignored him. "You like being watched, don't you, sweet?"
Zeke felt the clamping of her internal muscles around his cock, and the widening of her eyes told the rest of the tale. Mike was right. She was even wetter than she'd been when Mike walked in. Zeke wasn't sure if he liked her response to his brother or not, but he knew he would do anything to bring her pleasure. Her joy was his only concern.
"What do you say, Zeke? You need some help with her? You Riskers don't know the first thing about taming a filly."
Angela's narrowed eyes and gripping hands on his neck told their own story. "I like Ezekiel just fine, and I'm not a horse that needs taming." Her words came in short panting breaths as her passions rose again. Zeke liked the way she defended him and followed willingly as he neared the summit of passion once more. Mike had startled her and challenged her, but it was Zeke who made her whole. He just knew it. Or maybe he just prayed it was so, but either way he thought he could read it in her lovely face as she turned her lips up for his kiss.
Zeke pulled back, leaving her flat on her back on the floor while he held her legs out to either side of his hips, sitting up now with his dick firmly planted within her tight hole.
He had an idea. It was a naughty one, but the Sons of Amber were up for all kinds of sexual hijinks at any time of the day or night. He and Mike had played this game before as a matter of fact, and he couldn't think of anyone he'd rather have here with them for this experiment. Of all the Sons of Amber, Mike was his closest friend.
Zeke wanted to push Angela's boundaries, to see how far she would go. He wanted to bring her pleasure, the likes of which she had never known, and make her realize he was the only man who would ever cherish her so deeply, prize her so highly. He wanted to make her come and come, then come again. Only then would he take his own pleasure.
"You know," he slid his gaze from her flushed face to Mike, "I think I could use a little help here, brother."
Mike's eyes lit up with anticipation. "Really?" He shifted his stance a bit. "And what can I do for you?"
"Well, see, I need someone to play with her clit while I fuck her senseless." Zeke's gaze challenged hers as she gasped. He could feel her pussy clamping down around his cock and he could feel the gush of excitement that followed. She was more into this than she let on. "Do you think you could help with that?"
Mike turned to look at her, moving one big hand to caress her tight nipple almost absently. Zeke felt her shiver with desire at the other man's touch.
"Can I play with these pretty tits, too, Zeke? I'd like to know what's off limits and what's not before we start."
Zeke caught and held her eyes. "Tell us, Angel. If I promise to guide you and let no harm come to you, is anything off limits? Will you take us both, any way I see fit? Do you trust me?"
* * *
27
Angela thought she was about to scream, but she ruthlessly bit it back. She was not a screamer. The scandalous ideas of these two devastating men wound her passions higher than ever before. She wanted Ezekiel. She loved Ezekiel. But, this darkly arrogant brother of his was stirring lust in her as well. She didn't understand it at all, but her pussy sure seemed to want to let them both have at her.
She didn't understand what it was about them—or rather, about Ezekiel—that made her want to let go of
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