Free The Brothers' Virgin Captive by Jenika Snow Page A

thick, hard erection move between her thighs. The length spread through her labia until her lips hugged either side of his girth. She was transfixed by the sight of him moving his hips back and forth, and of his cock sliding along her pussy. She forced her eyes to stay open and watch the act, but the tip of his dick kept bumping against her clit, which had tremors trying to take her over the edge.
    “Anna.” Arik called out to her in his husky voice. She lifted her eyes to his and watched him slowly stroke himself. He had since gotten rid of his pants and stood in all his naked glory before her. “Luca is going to fuck you while I watch.” It was a right to the point statement. Her inner muscles clenched, and she swallowed. Yes, that was what she wanted, desperately.
    There was no question, and she had no verbal response. She wanted this in any way they saw fit, even if that meant losing her virginity on her hands and knees. She couldn’t lie and say those words didn’t do something to her insides, make them liquid and warm and take her higher than she had ever been. Exhaling, she nodded and felt Luca’s groan of approval spear through her like a hot poker. He ran his lips along the curve of her spine, and she closed her eyes and absorbed it.
    “I’m going to make you feel so good, sweetheart.”
    She didn’t doubt Luca’s words for one minute. His hands were all over her, touching her, stroking her, and bringing her closer and closer to yet another climax even without penetration. It was as if her body was on autopilot and didn’t care that she had already gotten off. It wanted more.
    “I’m going to move in and out of you slowly, get you off and have you crying out for more.”
    She didn’t care that there was a chill in the air, and she didn’t care that the ground was hard beneath her. What she cared about was feeling Luca’s hard, hot cock pushing into her unused pussy. He didn’t make her wait, because seconds later Luca had the tip of his shaft in the entrance of her body and was slowly pushing into her. With her eyes locked on the steady up and down motion of Arik’s hand along his erection, she relished in the stretch and burn of Luca penetrating her. The fire that raced along her inner muscles was enough to cause tears to sting her eyes, but it was when he reared back, gripped her hips more tightly, and pushed through her hymen that she cried out and let her tears free. They streamed down her face, and Arik stroked himself faster and harder. Luca stilled inside of her when his balls slapped lightly against her moist flesh. Her inner muscles clenched down on him, and they both groaned.
    “How does she feel, brother?” The only indication that Arik was affected by what was going on was the rough, gravelly timbre of his voice. His expression was stoic, and only a minimal amount of perspiration beaded along his temple.
    Luca’s words were just as gritty as his brother’s. “She’s tight and hot, and so fucking wet.” His words were choppy and breathless, and his hard, warm pants of breath covered her back. He still had yet to move inside of her, and she was thankful he allowed her some time to adjust to his size.
    “Fuck her, Luca. Make her scream your name.”
    Luca shivered behind her and slowly pulled out. The discomfort was unavoidable, but he murmured how well she was doing, how good she felt, and how there was no one else in the world for him but her. It was those sweetly spoken sentences that had her relaxing, and taking all of him into her body when he slid forward once more.
    Over and over he pushed into her and pulled out. It was exhilarating and intense, and all she could do was accept every thick, hard inch of him. Never once did she take her eyes off of Arik, but that only seemed to make everything more potent. Soon the sound of their sweat-slicked skin slapping together filled the room, and euphoria took hold of her very sanity.   The pleasure/pain of Luca fucking her was like