OBSESSED WITH MY TRIPLET BROTHERS

Tsunami “You like it, don't you?” I flinched, as his hot breath fanned my neck. My core throbbed in anticipation, and my toes curled. I arched my back. Yeah, I liked- loved it. I wanted it. A hand trailed down my back, cupping my ass. I was wedged between three bodies. Three hot bodies. The cool water made my teeth clatter, but I wasn't cold. “Say it, Nami.” Logan murmured in a husky voice, pinching my n****e. I let out a low curse, and threw my head back. It collided against a broad chest, sending another spasm of pleasure coursing through my body. I bit my lower lip, as Nolan bit my earlobe. I was lost between the border of pleasure and rational thinking. I shouldn't be doing this. They were my broth- “f**k-” I breathed, as Rowan grabbed my hair gently. “You don't want to say it, do you?” Logan whispered, leaning down to kiss me. It was gentle at first. Then it grew more demanding, tearing the last rational thought I had left. “Yes, yes, I want it.” I whimpered, just as Nolan who was behind me, ran his hand along my thigh. “What do you want?” He asked, pulling away from the kiss. With a hazy gaze, I met his warm brown eyes which seemed to stare through my being. The water splashed, as Logan suddenly lifted me up. I felt his arousal behind my ass. In front, Logan didn't look away. “You look so beautiful,” Rowan murmured, letting go of my hair. I barely got a rein on my thoughts, when Nolan thrusted his fingers into me, from behind. My moan was lost in Rowan's mouth, as he slammed his lips on mine. In my moment of haze, I hadn't noticed when he switched places with Logan. His hand cupped my mound, brushing gently against my folds. My moan was breathy, as Nolan doubled his pace. Rowan bit on my lower lip, brushing his tongue against my upper lip. I gasped into his mouth, and he delved into mine. Nolan made circles in my p***y, and pinched my n****e again. His touch sent me over the edge, and stars exploded in my eyes. My body shuddered, as I orgasmed. The feeling wracked through my body, and I felt hypersensitive. I was sure another touch on my body would send me over the edge again. When the effect of my c****x died down, I looked down to see Logan and Rowan staring at me lustfully. “Such a messy beauty.” Logan's dark gaze held approval in them, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of pride in my chest. Nolan let me down, and the cool water against my shoulder, made me shudder. But rationality kicked in again, and I looked up at them, with a guilt filled face. “We really shouldn't be doing this. You guys are my brothe-” I began saying, when Nolan cut me off with a low chuckle. He leaned against my shoulder from behind, sighing in contentment. I stifled the urge to close my eyes, as warmth flowed down from my chest down to my belly. “Shouldn't be doing what, Nami? f*****g your brothers in a lake, in the open night?” He whispered huskily. His voice and words nearly made me come again. It sent the butterflies in my belly fluttering. “I-” The words trailed off, as Logan turned me towards him. His brown eyes were now darkened, and the white in them could barely be seen. His chest heaved, as he ran his hand through my hair. “The night is too short, don't you agree Nami? We shouldn't waste it talking.” The suggestive look in his eyes made my toes curled, as I pictured him f*****g me again. I shook my head, and broke free from an unsuspecting Nolan. “I'm your sister, we really shouldn't.” *** I woke up with a gasp, and clutched the duvet around my naked body. I sat up on my bed, looking around the dark room. The curtains were pulled down, but light filtered in through the window. It was already morning. I pulled the duvet away, and looked down at my now soaked panties. I never went to bed fully clothed. And I hated the night robe. So, I settled with sleeping with only my panties every night. It was dripping wet, and the memories of my dream flashed through my mind. I shivered, as my cheeks turned crimson. I was having one of those wet dreams about my brothers. Again. I bit back a curse. I'd thought the dreams would stop, as the days passed by. Instead, they increased. Each one was more erotic than the previous. I leaned against the headboard, rubbing my hand on my temple. It'd been so vivid, and even though I didn't want to admit it, I liked it. And I hated the fact that I did. That I had a f*****g crush on my brothers. That I couldn't be normal like my mates, having a normal crush on a normal guy. My core still throbbed, and I was wet with need. My hand brushed against my fold through the panties, and my breath caught in my throat. I threw my head back, and spread my legs wider, to grant me better access. A knock came at the door just then, and I almost jumped. I stared down at the bedside clock, and cursed slowly. It was well past the time I usually woke up. I clambered down the bed, and hurried into the bathroom. I splashed some water on my face, and glanced at my reflection through the mirror. Blue eyes. Long black hair, which was packed in a bun. Though I looked more disheveled than ever, I couldn't deny the subtle beauty which was staring back at me, through the mirror. By the time I went over to open the door, I was dressed in a simple short gown. The faces that met mine, when I pulled the door open, made my breath hitch. “Hey, Nami.” Rowan said with a smile, that made the edge of his eyes crinkle. Not now.