My Ex-Boyfriend’s Brothers: A Contemporary Reverse Harem Romance (Ex Marks the Spot)
My Ex-Boyfriend’s Brothers: Chapter 23

Her taste was still on my tongue when she shook her head and stretched back to kiss me. I cupped her tits and raked my thumbs over her nipples as I kissed her, hungry to get even more of her into my mouth. I sensed movement in front of us and felt a spasm roll through Maggie’s body. Looking forward, I saw the top of Jackson’s head as he buried his mouth between her thighs.

It was a test on my control. I wanted Maggie all for myself but as I felt her writhe on top of me, I forced myself to focus on the feel of her ass rubbing my hard cock and the taste of her mouth on mine. Not wanting to lose her mouth, I stroked one of my hands higher to cup her throat and hold her neck still so she didn’t pull away. I needed her mouth. I could handle Jackson making her come with his mouth as long as I could have her mouth.

Maggie’s hands gripped my arm, her nails biting into my skin, but she didn’t pull my hand away. She just held on. Her moans filled my mouth and I swallowed them all down greedily.

“She tastes as good as she smells.” Jackson’s voice was muffled as he spoke. “Ryan wants a taste, Bubbles.”

I pulled my mouth from hers to watch as Jackson moved to the couch next to us, making room for Ryan. Ryan moved between her thighs and took his time kissing up her thighs, paying special attention to her secret tattoo. Maggie’s eyes were glued to mine as I watched him lean forward and take a long swipe from her pussy. I didn’t realize I was growling until Maggie stroked her tongue over my lips. She was moaning as Ryan ate her out but she kept her eyes on me.

“Luke always had the hardest time sharing.” Jackson stretched forward and dropped his head to her chest. I watched him suck Maggie’s nipple into his mouth and felt my control slipping.

I felt a wave of desire so dark that I forced myself to release Maggie’s throat and passed her to Jackson so I could put distance between her body and my desire. I gripped my hair and tugged before turning around to see that she was staring at me with frustration clear on her face. I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t that.

“Changing your mind?” She shifted away from Ryan and Jackson to stand in front of me, stark naked and brave.

I glanced behind her to see that Ryan and Jackson were grinning as they watched her. “What the fuck is so funny?”

“I asked you a question.” Maggie pressed her chest to mine and ran her hands under my jacket to push it off.

I looked back at her and felt my blood boil hotter. I didn’t know how to form the words to tell her that I was afraid of how much I wanted her. I ended up just glaring down at her, unsure of what I was doing.

She sighed as she casually unbuttoned my shirt. “Lucky for you, I can still feel your dick trying to get to me or I’d be offended.”

“He’s scared.” Ryan licked his lips, probably still tasting Maggie’s sweet pussy. “Big bro isn’t used to sharing and I’m sure he’s fighting the urge to beat the shit out of me and Jack right about now.”

“I’m not fucking scared.” I glared at him but Maggie swiftly stole my attention again as she pulled my shirt open and kissed the center of my chest. “I don’t want to hurt you, Maggie.”

She lifted her head and met my gaze. “I liked your hand on my throat, Luke. I like your growls. And the benefit of being with me is that I’m built for hard. Hard. Long. Rough. I can handle it.”

Shock rocketed through me and I looked back at my brothers to see if I was hearing shit. Jackson smirked back at me. “Bubbles turns into a siren when she’s ready to get railed.”

Maggie rolled her eyes, looking like the same sweet and innocent Maggie I knew but all the while her hands worked at my pants. “He’s not wrong. I don’t know what happens to me around you three but I do get a little…eager. I want you here, too, but if you don’t think you can handle me, that’s okay, I guess.”

The little minx. She pressed her hand into my pants and stroked my cock. I was going to play right into her hands but I didn’t care. When she started to back away, I snapped my arm out and took her hair in my fist. Her grip on my dick tightened but a smile played across her lips.

“On your fucking knees, Maggie.”

She dropped to her knees and watched as I took a few steps back and slowly undressed. Her lip stayed caught between her teeth as she shifted, pressing her thighs together.

One quick glance at my brothers told me that they were okay with what was happening. I finished stripping and moved to the opposite couch. Sitting back on it, I met Maggie’s heated gaze and nodded. “Come here.”

She had us each groaning as she crawled across the floor to kneel in front of me with her hands on my thighs. She looked from my cock to my face and smiled. “Can I?”

I nodded because I didn’t trust myself to speak. I held my breath as she leaned forward, her eyes on mine. Her hands looked even smaller as she wrapped them around my base and pumped my length once before lowering her mouth over the tip. I swore as her hot tongue twisted around the slit before she took me deep. Her answering moan heightened the feeling and I locked my hands in her hair to pull her off.

“Where the fuck did you learn to do that?” Her dirty grin pushed me over the edge and I pulled her mouth down again. I only stopped when I touched the back of her throat and felt her gag. “They weren’t as big as me, huh?”

She took it as her mission to take me deep without gagging. She sucked hard as she tried again and again, her moans never ceasing. Her eyes flicked up to mine and I growled as I felt her fucking smirk at me.

Looking at Jackson, I could tell he knew exactly what I was experiencing. He swallowed and nodded. “She’ll be the death of us.”

Ryan stood up and moved closer. “Keep your shit together, bro.”

I pulled Maggie off my cock and watched her lick her lips with a maddening throb of my cock. “Are you ready for more, little siren?”

She nodded eagerly.

Something about calling the shots made me feel a little easier. I gripped her hair tighter and held her gaze. “I think she needs to be fucked, Ryan.”

Maggie shifted on her knees to press her ass out even as I fucked her mouth again. Her breathing changed as she felt Ryan move into place behind her and we all seemed to hold our breath as he gripped her hips and thrust into her. It happened slowly and all at once. The woman I’d been obsessed with for far too long had her mouth on my cock while my little brother fucked her. Anger played at the edge of my consciousness, but Maggie seemed to understand me so well already. Her hands on my thighs pressed in harder even as her thumbs moved in comforting strokes. She was doing her best to comfort me.

That touch secured my end as a bachelor. Even lost in her own pleasure, Maggie was soothing me. If she hadn’t already owned me, she did then.

I looked back at her face and found her looking at me, her gaze knowing. The tension faded and I loosened my grip on her hair. “Minx.”

She pulled her mouth off me and narrowed her eyes. “I didn’t ask you to soften your approach.”