Chapter 91: Femme Fetale

Laleh's POV.

I came to the sound of Zander's voice in my ear and the feel of his hand around my throat while his brother fucked me. I could tell Tristan was pleased, making me actually come was a difficult task, yes, occasionally I faked an orgasm or two but more often than not he came before me and after that I just distracted him with dirty words and hand jobs till he came again.

But this time the memory of his brother on me, the feel of his cock when I'd pressed against him, the gentle squeeze of his hand around my neck, had my body shuddering as I released, stars danced behind my eyes and the pressure in my spine finally reduced as I lay down spent and drowsy after coming that hard.

Tristan slowly pulled out of me, not quite as big as his brother, but big enough that his strokes could actually help my fantasy of his brother play out. He pressed kisses to my collarbone and smiled into it, then rolled off me sighing in content and looking proud of himself for making me come. If o