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[Jasmine's POV] In Liam's bedroom, they stripped me of my clothes with a reverence that felt like both adoration and scrutiny. Each button undone was a decision, each piece of clothing removed was another layer of my identity peeled away. Jasmine-the-guardian. Jasmine-the-sister. Jasmine-who-gave-up-everything. Beneath all that, I found someone unfamiliar. Someone filled with desire. Someone who took what she wanted, who chose pleasure even at great cost. Six hands moved harmoniously.

Liam's mouth was at my collarbone, Finn kissed across my hip as he knelt, and Asher's hands massaged my breasts with perfect pressure, making my knees weak. Finn moaned as he buried his face between my legs, his tongue parting my folds and tasting me like it was his lifeline. My hips bucked against him, the pleasure sharp and instant as he flicked his tongue over my clit, teasing before drawing me deep into his mouth. "Oh God," I gasped, reaching for Liam who was near my face.

He kissed me then, open-mouthed, slow and deep, while Asher pinched my nipple and whispered dirty praises into my ear. "Wet," Asher murmured. "Wet for us." Finn growled into me, the vibration making me cry out as my first orgasm peaked. I shook against them, my body overwhelmed by the intensity, but they didn't stop. Liam guided me down onto the couch, lying back so I straddled his hips. I felt his hard length pressed between us, his hands gripping my thighs. "Ride me," he said, his voice thick with need.

"Take what you need." I positioned myself over him, gasping as he filled me slowly, inch by inch, until I was fully seated, stretched around him. "Fuck, Liam," I moaned, rolling my hips. He groaned, fingers digging into my skin. "You feel like heaven." While I rode Liam, Asher stepped behind me, sliding his fingers between my cheeks, teasing, slicking me with lube I hadn't even noticed him opening. "You want to be full?" he asked against my ear. "Yes. Fuck. Yeah." He pressed a single finger in, gentle but relentless, and then another, stretching me carefully as Liam thrust up into me.

The pleasure was overwhelming, Liam deep inside me, Asher stretching me open with skilled precision, Finn's cock filling my mouth as he groaned and stroked my hair. "You're perfect for us," Liam rasped. "Fucked full." I whimpered as Asher pressed the thick head of his cock against my ass, slow and steady, filling me inch by inch. The sensation was intense, fuller than I'd ever felt. My mouth fell open as I was completely claimed, one cock in my pussy, the other deep in my ass, their bodies enveloping me. "God," I choked out, overwhelmed. "So full." Liam kissed my mouth, swallowing the sound.

"You're taking us so well, bunny." "You were made for us," Asher groaned, thrusting shallowly at first, hands gripping my hips tight. Finn, kneeling beside us, guided my hand to his cock, hard and flushed. "You've got one more," he murmured, brushing his lips over mine. I met his gaze and nodded. He slid his cock between my lips, groaning as I took him deep into my throat, gagging slightly before relaxing my jaw and giving him everything.

I was filled in every way, Liam's cock deep and steady, Asher fucking my ass with slow, punishing thrusts, and Finn using my mouth like he'd dreamed about it. I couldn't think, couldn't breathe, couldn't do anything but feel. They didn't rush, they didn't push me too far. Every move was measured, every thrust meant to build me higher, to worship me while utterly ruining me.

We moved together in a rhythm that defied logic, Liam thrusting up, Asher pushing in behind me, Finn fucking my mouth gently until I could hardly think, until all I could feel was the tidal wave of sensation building inside me. When I came again, shaking and raw, it was like being set on fire from the inside. The pressure in my core exploded, and I screamed around Finn's cock, collapsing forward as I clenched around both men inside me. That triggered everything. Finn pulled out and came across my tongue and lips, groaning my name like a benediction.

Liam cursed beneath me, slamming into me hard one final time before he came with a deep, hoarse growl. Asher's thrusts became erratic, then his cock pulsed deep in my ass as he let go with a sharp gasp. He pulled out slowly, murmuring soft praise as he kissed my shoulder. Liam caught my face between his palms and kissed me gently. Afterward, they arranged themselves around me. Liam behind me, solid. Asher facing me, fingers tracing patterns. Finn beside us, hand in my hair. They murmured reassurances. Promises about narratives and protection. But my thoughts were at that farm.

With my brother settling into a bed in a house that didn't need me. Leo had said he needed to figure out who he was without me saving him. What he didn't understand was that I had no idea who the hell I was without him to save. Being his protector had been my identity since I was eleven. My purpose. My reason for surviving. And he'd stripped it away. Told me my sacrifice was suffocation. That everything I'd built was a cage he needed to escape. The brothers thought I was here because I'd chosen them. Maybe I had. But I was also here because Leo had rejected me first.

Had looked at fourteen years of devotion and decided it was a burden. Their breathing evened out. One by one falling asleep. But I stayed awake, staring at the ceiling, feeling the weight of what I'd done. I'd let three men take me apart and rebuild me as someone new. Someone who wanted instead of sacrificed. Who chose pleasure over duty. Who let her brother walk away so she could have this feeling of mattering. Tomorrow we'd face the media. The judgment. The consequences. But tonight, all I could think about was whether Leo was lying awake too. Whether he felt this hollow.

Whether he missed me even half as much. Whether choosing to be wanted instead of needed made me the selfish sister he'd always feared. The answer pressed against my chest. I'd chosen them. Chosen this. And somewhere out there, my brother was learning to live without me because I'd proven I loved something more than him. Even if that something was just the feeling of not being alone. Virgin Dot Com