Ace moves closer, his breathing ragged as pre-cum beads at his tip. “Tell him how it feels, Keira,” he commands, voice rough with need.
“So deep,” she moans, eyes glazed with pleasure. “Stretching me open—fuck, Cyrus?—”
“I’m going to fill this perfect little cunt. Flood you with my seed until it drips down your thighs.”
“Yes,” she begs, arching into me. “Please, Cyrus. Mark me inside.”
“And after I’m done,” I continue, my rhythm turning brutal, “Ace is going to bend you over this desk and use my cum as lube while he fucks your ass. Would you like that, our little slut?”
She nods frantically, words lost in her pleasure.
“I can’t hear you,” I snarl, squeezing her throat tight enough to make her gasp.
“Please—both of you—use me?—”
Her plea sends fire through my veins. I release her throat to slide my fingers into her mouth.
“Suck,” I command. “Get them nice and wet for me to prep your ass for my brother to fuck you.”
I pull my fingers from her mouth, a trail of saliva connecting them to her lips. Without breaking rhythm, I reach beneath her, sliding my wet fingers between her ass cheeks to circle her tight hole.
“Is this what you need?” I press the tip of my finger against her puckered entrance. “Something filling every hole?”
When she nods frantically, I push my finger inside her ass, feeling the exquisite resistance as her body tries to reject the intrusion. The dual sensation of my cock in her pussy and finger in her ass makes her walls clench, her back arching off the desk.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” I growl, adding a second finger alongside the first, stretching her open. “I can feel my cock through here.”
Keira’s moan turns into a scream when I curl my fingers, pressing against that spot where only the thinnest barrier separates them from my driving cock.
“That’s it, take it all,” I snarl, feeling her pussy spasm around me. “You’re going to come with my fingers in your ass and my cock in your cunt.”
Her orgasm hits like a thunderstorm, her walls clamping down so hard I can barely move inside her. The sight of her coming undone beneath me pushes me over the edge. I drive into her one final time, burying myself to the hilt as my release floods her insides, painting her walls with thick spurts of cum.
I pull out slowly, satisfaction coursing through me at the sight of my seed leaking from her pussy. Her chest heaves with ragged breaths as I step back, making room for Ace.
“Your turn, brother.”
Ace moves forward, spinning Keira around and bending her over the desk in one fluid motion. He coats his cock with the mixture of her arousal and my cum dripping down her thighs, using it as lubrication. Without warning, he slams into her ass, the force of his entry making the desk creak beneath them.
I watch as Ace drives into Keira’s ass, his cock disappearing inside her inch by inch. The mixture of my cum and her wetness makes the penetration easier, but she still gasps at the intrusion, her knuckles white as she grips the edge of the desk.
“Fuck, she’s tight,” Ace hisses, his muscles tensing as he holds himself still inside her.
Our eyes meet over Keira’s bent form, and something electric passes between us. It’s different than our usual silent communication—heavier, charged with something neither of us wants to name. I find myself unable to look away from the sweatbeading on his chest, the tension in his jaw as he fights for control.
“Move,” Keira demands between clenched teeth.
Ace breaks our eye contact and focuses on her, gripping her hips as he pulls almost completely out before slamming back in. The desk groans beneath them as he establishes a punishing rhythm, each thrust forcing small, broken sounds from Keira’s throat.
I move around to her front, lifting her chin so she can see me. Her eyes are glazed, pupils blown wide with pleasure as Ace pounds into her ass. I stroke myself, already hardening again at the sight of them.
“Watch him take you,” I command, gripping her hair to keep her head up and look into the mirror in front. “See how well you take his cock in your tight little ass?”
She whimpers, trying to reach for me, but Ace yanks her arms behind her back, holding her wrists in one large hand while continuing his relentless pace.
“She’s full of both our cum,” Ace says, his voice rough as he looks at me.
The way he says it makes something twist in my stomach—possessiveness mixed with something darker, more complicated.