Series: Willow Winters
Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 72146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
I hold back as he pushes his hands underneath Cora’s skirts, driving them all the way to her waist, and hold back again as he undoes his trousers and frees himself. She glances at me nervously as he kisses down her neck and I nod my head for her to continue.
There’s a flurry of his clothing being ripped off as they feel each other’s body. I know it’s the first time she’s seeing his chest and chiseled muscles. She licks her lower lip at the sight of his cock and I love it. Details like this I’d never see if not for my brother joining us. The slick sound it makes when she lowers herself down on him pulls a groan from my mouth, and Casen stops fucking her cunt only long enough to look at me over her shoulders.
When I join in at last, I do it slowly. Hands, first, exploring her neck and her tits and her nipples under the dress. There’s something about her still being mostly clothed that makes the encounter that much more erotic.
My brother fucks Cora slowly, almost lazily, when I push two of my fingers into her mouth. She sucks on them with abandon, and I nearly think it would be enough—but when she is taking both of us, we must take more care. No matter how much I wish to fuck her recklessly, I imagine this will be…a lot for her to endure. At least the first time.
There’s a bottle of oil hidden in a nearby table, so I retrieve it and slick my fingers with it, then set about opening her hole as she rides him, shuddering out several small orgasms and a larger one.
She’s tight and I can already imagine how she’ll feel. Like fucking heaven. My nerves get the best of me and I thrust my finger in deeper, loving how she bites down on her lower lip and then holds my brother to keep herself steady.
Fucking hell, this is going to be decadent. I need to remember every moment. Every detail. It’s our first time truly together and I’m on edge for all that’s to come.
I add another finger, then a third. The right angle takes a bit of maneuvering to find—she must lean over him, and he must lean back, and I must spread her cheeks wide and hold her open in order to notch myself in.
Casen soothes her with his hands as I push in. She is much tighter when her cunt is filled with his cock, and I nearly find my release already from the pleasure. I’m slow for the both of us as she moans with every small movement Casen makes brushing against her clit and bringing her closer to her own release.
To make it last longer for us both, I pause, halfway in her, and lean down to kiss her neck and whisper praise into her ear. After all, she’s our good girl. She’ll be our perfect queen. She clenches on me, shaking with another small peak, and then I fuck her ass in earnest.
Cora becomes wild between us. She cannot control the rhythm with both of us thrusting into her, but eventually she learns to relax into our pace, riding Casen as I ride her.
Casen comes first, as I hoped he would. He holds her down on his cock, his arms wrapped around her, as I make my final thrusts, coming hot and hard into her ass.
The room is filled with the sounds of panting for several minutes afterward. I think we are all in our own minds, then, letting the memory of the pleasure sink in so we will never forget it.
I’ve made up my mind to pull out when Cora stirs, blinking as if she is just waking from a dream.
“Wait,” she says. “Wait.”
“Are you hurt, Princess?” I lean down to kiss her earlobe, and she shivers with pleasure. “Is there something I can get for you?”
“I love you,” she breathes. “Both of you. I wanted to say it before…before you leave me.”
Even Casen laughs at that. Cora looks shocked to hear it, but then she laughs too, and I tell her that we love her for both of us, kissing her as I pull away.
“We are not leaving you for long,” I promise her. “We will do this as many times as you like. For as long as you like. All you need to do is say the word, Princess, and we are yours.”
Epilogue
Cora
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Three months later, a fall celebration
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My wedding is finally coming to a close, and the celebrations have gone on so long that it is no longer truly my wedding day.
I wanted very much to remember my mother on my wedding day, so I ordered that the festivities should go on as long as people wanted to attend them. I thought they might leave after the first round of dancing, or the second, but it seems that everyone who remembered her wanted to honor the joy she brought them as well. All in all, the musicians played for two nights, and the last of the guests are giving in to sore feet and the need for more sleep.