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18. FOUR REASONS TO RUN.

Author: Abbywritess
last update publish date: 2026-06-17 20:41:06

MARIAN.

What? No. There is no way. Maybe I’ve imagined them so much that they just materialized out of nowhere because there is no way they showed up after what they did.

Malcolm is in the living room, all bandaged and bruised up, and they did that. Why in the world would they show up now?

I shake my head as if the thoughts will fall right out of my head if I shake hard enough, and after I’m done with that, I close my eyes tightly, willing them to disappear.

But I can still smell them, and not
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  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   23.

    MARIAN.My heart is pounding now, the question hit deeper than it should, and it brings back everything that I’ve been trying to forget. Everything that I’ve been trying to convince myself to not think about.My mouth suddenly feels dry, my palm is clammy with sweat and the unusually large kitchen now feels unusually small. It’s difficult to breathe without hyperventilating.Why are they asking this now? Why do they want to know if I want to leave Malcolm?Well, it’s not a surprise that they’re asking, after all this has been going on for well over a week now, but I didn’t expect them to ask me that question so soon.I’d thought that I had enough time to really think about whether or not I wanted to be seen with my husband’s best friends when my husband and I are still together.“No.” I mutter, the kitchen is spinning now as I think about all the things that can go wrong if it ever gets out that I’m having an affair with not just one, but all four of the Dreadmoor brothers.Malcolm wi

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   22. Questions.

    MARIAN.My legs are shaking by the time they’re done with me, my chest heaves with every breath I take. My vision is still white, and the pleasure that settles deep in the pit of my stomach is unbearable.“We should probably let her rest now.” I hear Aeron say as he chuckles, the sound so low and dark that it makes my pussy clench around nothing.My toe is still curling with phantom orgasm. When they finally leave me alone, I’m a complete fucking mess. My thighs are slick with my own juices and their spit, my pussy still pulsing and clenching around nothing like it’s begging for their thick cocks to stretch me open again.“Come on, baby girl.” Zephyr says, and I open my eyes slowly to see him extending his hand to me. I take it, and he pulls me up, but I can barely stand.If I’d thought my legs were shaking when I was lying down, they’re practically vibrating now, my knees weak, my breath coming in short, desperate gasps that make my nipples scrape against the thin fabric of my top.“

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   21. Squirting Kitchen Pussy.

    ZAYDEN.“Zayden, you can’t—” I drop to my knees before she can finish talking, shoving her legs wider apart, pulling her forward so that her ass is hanging on the space between us, yanking those ruined pants and panties down in one rough tug.The sight in front of me hits me so hard that I’ll have no problem dying if I was ever asked to die for it.Her pussy is glistening, the swollen lips puffy and pink, clit peeking out all shiny and throbbing, a thick string of her pussy juice dripping down to the counter.“Fuck, look at this messy little cunt.” I growl, leaning in to smell her, and my goodness, I could do this for the rest of my fucking life. I spread her cheeks wider, and I can’t get enough of how puckered her asshole is.The musky scent of her pussy makes my cock pulse with unrestrained need and impatience. My hot breath ghosts over her folds, making her hips buck as she pushes herself into me. “Oh fuck.”That’s all I need. I dive in, tongue flat and broad, dragging a long, slow

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   20. Brothers’ Cunt.

    ZAYDEN.Marian’s lips parts, her mouth opens, but no words come out. Sweat glistens on her skin, her chest heaves with each breath she takes, and I can’t help but feel a twinge of excitement.Her pussy ass husband is practically immobile which leaves my brother and I with as much time as we can possibly need with her.“I—I can—I can’t—” She stutters, but the way her pupils dilate says otherwise. Her brown eyes are wild with desire, her cheeks red with the pleasure that she can’t deny she wants.Her mouth is saying something that the entirety of her body disagrees with.“Oh, you can.” I respond, keeping my voice down because apparently, of all four of us, I’m the one with a fucking Viking voice. “You can take whatever we give you, bunny, and you know why?”Her gaze lifts to meet mine, Zephyr’s hand inches further up, and when his fingers graze her clit, I know because she yelps, her thighs quiver, but thankfully, I’m right behind her so she doesn’t fall over.I watch with a smirk, brea

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   19. BREAKING POINT.

    MARIAN.I laugh at the sound of that, and I feel Zayden relax behind me as he pats my back once. “Good girl.” He mutters before pulling away from me, and we all get to work.They crowd me. The kitchen suddenly feels too small for their bodies and the hunger rolling off them. Zephyr moves behind me to grab spices, his broad chest nearly pressing against my back, and when he does that, I feel the hard ridge of his cock brush my ass for a split second—thick, heavy, unmistakable.I swallow the whimper that almost slips out of my mouth. I grip the counter, thighs slick now, my pussy aching so badly I have to bite my lip, and control myself. It’s not the right time to start feeling like this.Zayden chops vegetables beside me, his thick arm flexing, his tattoo peeking from his rolled sleeve. His fingers graze mine when he passes the cutting board.Oh god.The contact lingers just long enough for me to imagine those rough hands spreading my legs wide. “You look so fucking good when you’re ne

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   18. FOUR REASONS TO RUN.

    MARIAN.What? No. There is no way. Maybe I’ve imagined them so much that they just materialized out of nowhere because there is no way they showed up after what they did.Malcolm is in the living room, all bandaged and bruised up, and they did that. Why in the world would they show up now?I shake my head as if the thoughts will fall right out of my head if I shake hard enough, and after I’m done with that, I close my eyes tightly, willing them to disappear.But I can still smell them, and not just that, I can feel the heat radiating off of them in dangerous waves. They feel like they’re here to completely ruin me.“Oiii….” The sound is so near and yet so desperately far away. “Earth to Marian. Did you just pass out.” The snapping of fingers brings me out of my thoughts.I look up, and they’re still here, smiling at me as if they’ve done something they should be proud of. I blink again. I can’t speak.My mouth hangs open like a fool as I stare at the four of them filling my doorway—ta

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   11. WRONG MARK.

    AERON.My breath is heavy, and it’s taking every damn thing I have in me to try and get it steady. I stand there by the car, the morning light doing nothing to soften the purple bloom on her wrist, my eyes still on her, waiting for her to answer me.I’m glad Tristan suggested we bugged that necklac

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   10. LETHAL CLAIM.

    MARIAN.I force myself to stop thinking about the dream no matter how hard it is, I reach for my phone on the nightstand, and realize that I slept through all five alarms.“Fuck!” I almost shout as I rush out of bed and make my way to the bathroom, my stomach growls as I shower then I remember that

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   9. WETDREAMS GANGBANG.

    MARIAN.Walking as fast as my legs can carry me into my safest space in this house, I slam the door to my private bedroom shut behind me, the heavy click echoing like a gunshot in the quiet space. My chest heaves, lungs burning as I lean back against the polished wood, fingers trembling against the

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   8. Collared by the Dreadmoors

    MARIAN.“Yes, Malcolm. This pussy belongs to you! Yes. Fuck yes.” The female voice is loud, filled with obviously fake pleasure.I want to walk away and put this all behind me. I don’t care. I really don’t. Whoever Malcolm fucks now is none of business even though I’d stupidly given him ten years o

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