This is the end right? (Currently Under Editing)

Chapter 2

Warning: mentions of sex read at your own risk.

Quinton pov

Feeling her body pulsate around my cock was heaven. Her wet caverns lubricated with every thrust of my cock pounding inside her, hushing her moaning whimpers with my fingers twirling around her tongue. I felt my self getting close, my movement breaking from its rhythmic movement from before causing her to climax around me with heavenly squeezes. I grunted hiding my moan as I came inside her.

I took deep breaths, combing my hair back before slowly leaving her quivering pussy. I watched her vagina squirt out my cum, subtly touching myself at how sexy it looked seeing my cum drip down her bruised thighs, alwhile she was passed out from exhaustion. I grabbed her ass, spreading it wider debating if I should continue or not, yet my decision was postponed as a knock was heard then my bedroom door opening.

"Quinton, farther wants to see us- OH MY GOD, put some damn clothes on- wait- are you having sex again?! This is the seventeenth time this week!!"

I rolled my eyes already losing interest in the girl as I turn to look at my younger brother Valentino not bothering to cover up myself or the girl next to me, her ass frozen in place making it visible to him. His expression was amusing to me though, blushing deep as I caught his eyes staring at my eight inch, thick cock and her dripping vagina causing me to chuckle making him realize I knew he was staring. He grumbled something underneath his breath sharply turning away from me.

"Just hurry up! Farther wants to meet us downstairs in his study, don't be late!"

Then he slammed the door. I sighed, stretching my limbs after realising it was morning already. I couldn't help but smirk about that fact, knowing why she had past out after having sex all day and night. I ignored the unconscious girl on my bed before moving to my closet. I knew my farther was a stickler to attire but being the eldest I had perks. Throwing on a loose long sleeve shirt and Grey sweat pants I yawn tiredly, walking into my bathroom ignoring my shower and going straight to the axe spray.

Spraying lightly I deemed myself presentable then exited my room making sure to bring my phone to text the girl to leave as soon as she wakes up. Finding her contact under the name sex partner I sent her the text then placed my phone into my pocket. I was walking downstairs before I bumped onto William who just came out of his room next to mine, his face stoic as he turned after noticing me. He glared harshly.

"Well, I'm not surprised your dressed like that, nor am I not surprised of you smelling like sex. Your a pig"

He walked away after insulting me which I responded nonchantly.

"Goodmorning to you too, Virgin boy"

I smirked as he paused mid step before turning around with a flush face, opposite from before as his voice started to stutter trying to deny a true fact.

"Shut up! I slept with plenty of people, I just have the decency to not do it at home!"

With that he stormed away from my hysterical laughter, stomping angrily down the long hallway and shoving past maids who were currently cleaning. I stopped laughing awhile following him soon after, walking past the maids with playful flirting and winks making them squirm in place. I smirked to myself again as I made it to the steps, taking my time I slowly walked down with my hands in my pockets.

Finally on the first floor I walk to my father's study, not bothering to knock while sauntering inside seeing the annoyed expression from four of my little brothers that made me chuckle quietly. I gave my father a curt nod which he responded with a proud smile at my attire. My mother clinging to him turned to me with a gasp.

"Quinton! How many times have I told you to dress presentable!"

I ignored her statement and the snickers from my brothers after my father dismissed her.

"Leave it honey, he's fine"

My mother turned to my father with a pout but did not say anything else. I chose to sit down next to Loane who shifted away from me probably due to my smell, but I wasn't offended. I boredly waited until the rest of my brothers joined us. Now that there were all six of us there was one more left. Arthur.

He wasn't like the rest of us, and sure as hell wasn't treated the same. Just on cue a knock was at the door, gaining our attention as it opened revealing Arthur. My lower half couldn't help but react to his appearance. He was sexy, the fake breast upon his chest covered slightly by his long lush hair and the way his dress clung to his curves. I could feel the air in the room shift as he came inside.

"There's my precious daughter!"

My mother screamed. I turned away from him trying to get the ringing out of my ears as he addressed our parents before sitting next to Oliver who was presentably uncomfortable, I smirked at the light blush on his face. We waited awhile, long enough for me to catch the little prince in girl clothes staring at me with his amber eyes. So innocent that I wanted to defile him right then and there, not caring about our relationship of siblings if he was dressed like that.

He noticed me smirking then looked away visibly annoyed. I continued to smirk even when my mother cleared her throat gaining my attention. My father's smile was long gone while glaring down on Arthur.

"Athena, I heard what happened with you from your mother, meet me in my office after I have a talk with my sons. You are dismissed."

I internly cringed at his statement watching Arthur intently as he tried to scurry out.

"Answer me when I'm talking to you"

My expression changed at Arthur's obedience, they way he squirmed, his hips shaking slightly while his lips quickly spoke.

"Yes father, forgive me"

With the wave of a hand our farther was satisfied watching Arthur leave. He turned to us with his fatherly smile, giving each of us his own proud smirk.

This is shit

Welcome to the end of chapter two. Releasing this early is part of my plan to stay interested in this story. Having countless times of losing inspiration I wanted to show the eldest Pov in hopes of keeping things interesting and not as sad as it was for the first chapter. I also apologize for the beginning if it caught you off guard. Though it was my attention I hope you read the warning label beforehand in advance. Writing this chapter was interesting, I wanted you, my readers to feel as if you were Quinton himself, his characteristic, the way he thinks, and the way he speaks.

Please enjoy and I hope you look forward to chapter three that will showcase another Point of few from a different brother. Thank you for reading.