Their Vicious Darling (Vicious Lost Boys #3)(35)

“Fucking hell,” I gasp out.

My brother comes up behind her, her ass in the air and when he slides his fingers over her clit, she moans around my dick.

“If I could fuck this tight mouth every fucking day, I would be a happy man.” She sinks down the length of me and chokes, comes up for air, then drives back down, her tiny hand wrapped around the base.

The pressure in my balls grows.

Kas gets in between her legs and unzips his pants. Darling hesitates on my dick as she anticipates being filled up by my twin.

“Don’t stop, Darling,” I tell her. “Don’t fucking stop.”

She bobs faster and when my brother pushes inside of her wet pussy, she moans loudly.

“Fuck, Darling…” Kas says and thrusts harder, rocking her forward on me.

Her tits bounce against the thin material of her dress, and the friction makes her nipples taut. I graze her, just a tease, and she moans.

Kas reaches around to play with her clit and she pulls up just enough to breathe out roughly around my cock.

“She likes that,” I tell him.

“I fucking love that,” she says.

“Darling, you’re practically dripping down my balls.” Kas edges her closer, playing with her sensitive nub.

“Oh god,” she moans. “Oh fuck.”

“You gonna come for us, Darling?”

“Yes,” she says on a breath. “Oh god.”

“Don’t stop,” I tell her, and she takes me into the wet heat of her mouth again stealing away all thought until I am nothing but a rope knotted up desperate to unwind.

“Fuck…fuck Darling…”

Kas shifts his hips, driving into her at an angle and her moans turn into frenzied little mewls as she gets closer and closer to release.

My stomach contracts and my balls tighten and I shove her down my length and spill down her throat. I hold her there, desperate for the final release and the relief that comes from it.

And behind her, my twin pounds into her, filling up her pussy and driving her to her own orgasm.

She moans desperately around my shaft, hips wriggling, body tensing up.

For two brief seconds, I’m flying again amongst the clouds.

For two brief seconds, I can forget that there is such a thing as loss and dying.

Nothing matters but the pleasure of Darling’s mouth and the quivering of her own pleasure.

And then her lips pop off my cock and I fall back to earth, disappointed that it’s already over.

Kas collapses to the ground on his back and blinks up at the stars, sweat beading on his temple. “Fuck, I needed that.”

“Me too.” I sink into the crook of the tree.

Darling yanks off her blindfold and rocks back on her knees and drags the back of her hand over her mouth. “I enjoyed tha—”

Hands hook beneath her arms and yank her into the air.

“Hey!” she yells and sails toward the sky.

The Dark One has found her.





20





WINNIE


Flying in the arms of Pan or Vane is like riding a roller coaster to the top of the track and then sailing down the other side. Except with them there is no safety harness.

“Vane!” I shout and wrap my legs around his hips, clinging to him.

“You get fucked, did you Darling?” he asks as the clouds thicken the higher we get.

It’s quiet up here in the twilight Neverland sky. Chillier too. But not when I have Vane close.

“The game is the game,” I tell him.

He rubs his hardness against my center. “I suppose you’re making a mess on me right now, aren’t you?”

“Sticky and wet.”

He grumbles and then his gaze zeroes in on something behind me and a second later Peter Pan has his chest to my back.

“You found our Darling girl,” he says.

“Yeah, getting railed in the forest by two fae princes. Our little slut.”

“They made me come,” I tell him. “More than you were able to do.”

His gaze darkens. “Say that again, Darling.”

“They made me come. You didn’t.”

I know I’m playing with fire. I think I might have lit the match.

Pan yanks my dress off and sends it fluttering to the ocean far below. I make the mistake of watching it go and the obscene height makes me immediately dizzy.

I cling to Vane even harder, the terror very real now.

“Our Darling wants to act like a whore,” Vane says, “shall we fuck her like one?”

“We shall.”

“Wait,” I say.

“No,” Pan says.

“We’re too high up.”

“Then you better hold on to us.”

We’re so high in the sky now, the clouds are literally floating around us. So close I swear I could reach out and take a handful.

The head of Vane’s cock slides up my messy, wet slit, fucking my clit. I’m already buzzing from coming with the twins. I’m so sensitive it makes me jolt and I slip down Vane’s hips.

“Don’t drop me!”

“Wrap those thighs around me, Darling,” Vane orders. “And start fucking.”

I lock my arms around his neck and rock up letting his cock find my opening and he sinks in.