Their Stepsister(17)

Spreading my legs wide I slide my finger over my clit and take a quick picture with my phone. Then I slip the same finger between my lips and take another before readjusting my skirt. Luke said if I was going to keep working in the office, I could only wear skirts. Logan, of course, demanded no underwear, getting a grunt of approval from Luke. I pretended the idea annoyed me but secretly I loved it. I had to let them think they were winning some battles, but Luke wouldn’t be winning the one I have in mind now.

One month after my brothers made me theirs, they had a ring on my finger. Another month after that, I found out I was expecting. Both of them have been trying to get me to quit working in the office but I’ve been fighting it. I plan on staying home once our little one is here but right now I like being here with them.

Unbuttoning the top two buttons of my blouse I send the two pictures I took to Luke. Since we found out I was having a baby, Luke’s lovemaking has changed. Now he’s even more gentle than Logan. I still sleep tied to the bed, and I would often wake to Luke rolling on top of me and thrusting into me hard and quick. He would bite my breast and demand my orgasm until he came deep inside me. Then he would roll off me to let Logan slide in after him. Logan would worship my body with his slow tender loving. Now Luke just worships like Logan too. I need both. My gentle lover and my demanding one. I will have them both. I just have to poke the beast.

I hear the beep of Luke’s phone go off in the next room and I feel my * clench with excitement. Suddenly the door flies open and Luke is filling the doorway.

“Didn’t get enough this morning, princess?” Luke growls as he prowls towards me.

I can tell he’s on edge with the look he gives me. His body is tight and his jaw is set firmly.

“Seem you can’t keep me satisfied. It’s a sad state of affairs when two men can’t give little me all I need to stay full,” I reply, pushing out my lower lip and giving my best pout.

Gripping me under my arms, Luke pulls me up from the chair, causing my legs to go around his waist instantly. This position makes my skirt bunch all the way up and rubs my * against his cock.

My men constantly pick me up like I’m nothing more than a doll. I love it. Luke walks me over to the sofa and sits down, with me straddling him. He slides his fingers into my hair and pulls my head back, giving him full access to my neck.

“What is it you think you need?” Luke asks, nibbling at my neck.

“You,” I moan instantly.

“You have me,” he whispers, taking my earlobe between his teeth and giving a little pull.

Luke has always been a demanding lover and I know how to poke him. He loves making me beg, making me scream that I belong to him and his brother, so I go in for the kill. “No I don’t. Not anymore. I don’t think my * knows who it belongs to.”

Luke’s hand shoots out, wrapping around my neck, giving a firm squeeze and angling me to look into his eyes.

“That * is mine! From the moment I took your cherry you were mine. The instant our seed took hold inside you, we sealed your fate until you take your last breath on this earth.” He firms his grip a little more on my throat. I can feel my * start to get wetter and my juices start to run down my thighs. This is the Luke I crave, the Luke I need.

“Take my cock out. You’re going to apologize for your comment with your *.”

I reach down and make quick work of his belt, flinging it across the room. I hear a noise and look to see the belt hit Logan. He stands in the doorway and we stare at each other.

“Eyes on me!” Luke barks.

Going back to my task, I pull his underwear down a little and his cock springs free.

“I bet that * is dripping wet for me, isn’t it?” Licking my lips while staring at the pre-cum glistening on his cock, I just nod my head.

“Then what are you waiting for? Wrap my cock in it.” He releases his hand from around my throat and moves it to my breast to thumb my nipple.

Rising up, I take his cock in my hand and guide it to my opening. Slowly I start to sink down and work it inside me.

Both Luke’s hands go to my waist before he flips me over onto my back and starts driving into me.

Leaning over and silencing my whimper with his mouth, he thrusts over and over. Each stroke sends tremors from my * into my womb. I shift my hips and try to get some friction on my clit. Luke bites my lip, making me whimper again.

“Beg for it,” he rumbles, slowing down his thrusts.

“Please!” I shout.

“You can do better than that. Whose * is that? Who do you belong to?” he demands, holding my orgasm hostage.

“It’s your *. All yours. Both of yours. Please, I’ll do anything.”

“I know you will,” he purrs.

I feel a hand on my clit and Luke starts to thrust hard again, giving me what I need and I explode, feeling him cumming with me.

Sliding out of me he sits up and pulls me into his lap, my back to his front so I’m facing Logan who is sitting across from us stroking himself.

I inhale feeling my pulse spike once again.

“I’m sorry, princess,” Luke whispers in my ear. “I know I’ve been a little distant because I was scared I would hurt you with my rough play. I know it only hurts us when I do that. You’ll tell me if I go too far, right?”

“Of course. I just want you both to be yourselves all the time – the men I’ve always loved. I need that. I love you both so much.”