“You’re really not going to tell me where we are going?” Heather pouts.
“No, Little Heathen. None of us will tell you, so stop asking.”
She sits back in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest and sighs to let us know she’s annoyed. I shake my head and lean down to kiss her temple before sitting back in my seat as the plane takes off.
“Let us know when you’re done being a brat.” Killian says, sitting on her other side while Knox is across from her.
“Never.”
Her lips pull up into a devilish grin.
“Once a brat, always a brat. There’s no cure.”
Heather always tells us what she wants one way or another.
“Is that so, Little Heathen?”
“Yes,” she answers, sounding more confident than she should be.
“Okay, Killer. Challenge fucking accepted.”
Killian nods to the curtain, and I rise and close it, giving us privacy. There are no other passengers on board but we don’tneed the flight attendant watching what I’m sure is going to happen.
Killian silently reaches over and unfastens her seatbelt and pulls her over his lap. Pulling her skirt over her hips, she wiggles around, and my brother groans.
“Such a naughty little slut, Killer.”
I reach over and hook my fingers into her blue panties on either side and pull them down, revealing her gorgeous ass.
“You want to be punished, don’t you, Tesoro?”
“No,” she’s quick to lie.
Knox gets out of his seat and kneels in front of her, pushing her hair out of her face.
“We don’t believe you, Tesoro.”
Kill grabs her ass on either side and spreads her cheeks, giving me a glorious view.
Fucking stunning.
“Is she wet, Carter? I bet she is.” Killian asks.
I drag two fingers from her slit to her opening and slam two fingers inside her pussy as she pushes back against my hand, desperately wanting more.
“She’s drenched for us.”
Killian lifts his hand and brings it down hard, reddening her skin.
“Don’t let her come, Carter. Only good girls get orgasms. Isn’t that right, Killer?”
I pull my fingers out of her, knowing she’s close, and suck my fingers clean as Killian smacks her ass again.
“Please, let me come. I’ll behave.”
Knox slides his thumb over her lips and she moans out one word sounding so fucking needy for us.
“Please.”