by Sasha Parker
A little surprised at the teasing glint in his eyes, and excited by the bulge that pressed against her hip, she slid a glance at Brendan as he moved around to the other side of the bed. Her breath caught when she saw his cock, and she automatically reached for his outstretched hand when he dropped onto the bed beside her.
He licked his lips as though savoring the taste of her, running his hand over her breast.
Ronan teased her already sensitive clit, tapping his fingers over it. Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he tilted her head back. With his face just inches from hers, he pinched her clit, his eyes flaring at her cry. His indulgent smile touched an inner softness she hadn’t been aware of and accentuated his strong masculinity.
Caught up in his eyes and the feel of his fingers teasing her clit, it took a few moments before Kira could make sense of what he was doing.
“Please, I want to taste you,” she asked as she slowly ran her hand down his body.
Ronan’s cock jumped against her hip. Brendan cursed, fisting his hand around his long, thick cock and began to slide it up and down its length from base to tip and back again.
Ronan lowered her head back onto the pillow and stood, towering over her and looking at every inch of her now completely uncovered body. “Dammit, that fucking pout drives me nuts.”
Pleased with herself, Kira hurried to her knees, unable to take her eyes away from the sight of Ronan’s cock, he wrapped his hand around it to stroke it.
Mesmerized by the pearly fluid at the tip of Ronan’s cock, she reached for him, stopping abruptly when he caught her hand. Looking up at him expectantly, her eyes widened when he closed his eyes and drew a deep breath before opening them again.
“Take it into your mouth.”
Leaning toward him, she had to open her mouth wide to take the large head of his cock inside, swirling her tongue around it as she did and licking off the creamy white bead at the tip.
Knowing that both he and Brendan watched her, she closed her eyes and gripped his hips to steady herself, taking his cock into her mouth as far as she could.
“Kira, you make me crazy.” His rough, grating tone told her she didn’t have far to go. Caught up in pleasing him, she started to suck him, careful not to touch his cock with her teeth.
The deep groan that rumbled from somewhere deep in his chest seemed to vibrate over her skin, increasing her awareness of her nudity and sending little prickles through her. His groan and the way his hands tightened in her hair stimulated every erogenous zone, his lapse in control spurring her on.
“That’s it, dearling. Use your tongue. I want to feel your tongue all over my cock.” The tone of his voice had deepened, sending another surge of lust through her. Her pussy clenched, hungry to be filled, making her shift restlessly and clamp her thighs together.
She didn’t know where Brendan had gone, didn’t know if he still watched them, but she found herself listening for any sound that would tell her his whereabouts.
With the intention of making Ronan as mindless as they’d made her, she began to slowly bob her head over his cock, using her tongue to learn every bump and ridge, paying close attention to what pleased him. She soon became immersed in the thrill of earning one of Ronan’s groans, a thrill going through her when his hips jerked or his cock jumped in her mouth. Delighting in his taste, she brushed her tongue along the underside, smiling around his cock when he groaned and his cock jumped again.
With the hand wrapped in her hair, Ronan pulled her head back.
“I love your mouth on me, I love you, dearling.”
The steel in his hoarse tone sent another wave of need through her, and she shifted her position, kneeling with her slit over her ankle to provide friction against her clit. She hid a smile when his hips trembled beneath her hands, more proof that what she did pleased him.
Excited because she knew she had this kind of power over him, she couldn’t hold back a smile. Her growing need ignited a playfulness inside her, one that aroused her even more and made her want to drive Ronan out of his mind with need for her.
Sticking out her tongue, she licked the head of his cock and stilled. Sucking in a breath, she dug her nails into his hips, taken aback at the intimacy of looking into his indulgent but watchful gaze, while taking him into her mouth.
Closing her eyes, she ran her tongue all around the head of his cock. Concentrating on Ronan’s reaction, she worked her tongue from base to tip, paying particular attention to the sensitive underside right below the head.
Brendan appeared in her line of vision and he flashed her a grin that sent a jolt of lust through her, he slid a hand down to pat her ass before straightening. The soft caress of his work-roughened hand over her bottom made her breath catch, the promise in his touch filling her with anticipation.
She watched as he circled the foot of the bed again, his eyes holding the same promise, but she found herself brought up short when Ronan tightened his hand in her hair.
Keeping her facing him and preventing her from seeing Brendan, Ronan held her gaze with his own and caressed her jaw.
“I want to feel that hot mouth on my cock, Kira, and while you’re pleasuring me, I don’t want you thinking.”
Kira moaned at the possessive firmness of the hand that moved over her back, a moan cut short by a gasp when Ronan’s cock touched her cheek. Turning toward it, she took him into her mouth again, this time staring straight into his eyes.
“On your knees, sweet. Stop trying to rub your clit. Get that ass up and those legs spread wide.”
Startled when Brendan lifted her to her knees, she held on to Ronan, whose eyes flicked back and forth between hers and her ass.
Watching him, feeling Brendan’s hands on her, and listening for any clue as to what he planned to do, she realized she’d become so distracted, she hadn’t been paying attention to pleasing Ronan.
Cursing herself for her lapse, she sucked harder, determined to regain some sort of control. Circling the head of his cock with her tongue, she was thrilled when another of those deep moans rumbled in his throat. Every movement of her tongue, every bob of her head made him stiffen, as he seemed to be scrambling for control.
Nothing could have excited her more.
That’s what she thought until Brendan flattened a hand on her back and slid a thick finger into her pussy, her slick juices easing his way. Letting her eyes flutter closed, she clamped down on his finger, pushed back against him, and in her excitement sucked Ronan harder.
The sexual tension mounted when Ronan held her face between his hands and began to slowly fill her mouth with his cock and just as slowly withdraw almost all the way. He did it again and again, each slow thrust measured and deliberate, his hands tightening with the effort it must have cost him.
Each time he withdrew, she swirled her tongue around the head, or teased the tip of his cock with it, alternating her rhythm to surprise him. When the finger in her pussy began to move, she bucked restlessly, and without thinking, she sucked hard, drawing Ronan’s cock all the way to her throat.
“Shit!” Ronan’s hands moved over her hair, his movements jerky, and uncontrolled.
Determined to shake that calm control even more, Kira tried to concentrate on giving him even more pleasure, but Brendan’s strokes to her pussy distracted her and made her clumsy. Frustrated that she kept letting Ronan’s cock slip from her mouth, but excited by the low curses pouring from him, she closed her lips around the head of his cock again and sucked, hungry for his taste and more of those erotic and deep sounds of pleasure that rumbled from him.
Brendan withdrew his fingers, teasing her pussy entrance and chuckling softly, when she thrust back against him.
“Patience, sweetling. Let me get my cock inside you.”
She shuddered, craving the feeling of finally having her pussy filled. She wanted taken, to be the object of their desire, but more than that, she needed the orgasm that loomed closer with every second that passed.
Holding on to Ronan and on her
knees with her legs spread wide, she waited breathlessly for Brendan to possess her. Every inch of her body sizzled with heat, each touch of their hands stoking the fire inside her until she burned everywhere.
Her nipples demanded attention, so tight, and so achy. She would have used her own hands on them if she could have. Her clit felt swollen and heavy, and her pussy clenched of its own volition, leaking moisture to trickle down her thighs.
Ronan ran a hand down her face, his thumb tracing her lips that stretched over his cock.
“You’re not thinking about anything else now, except Brendan and me, are you, dearling?”
The endearment settled over her skin like a warm blanket, the tenderness in it making her feel special and cherished.
Brendan’s powerful thighs brushed against the backs of her legs as he used them to push hers farther apart.
“She’s not going to be thinking about anything else for quite a while.”
Forced to release her hold on Ronan’s thighs and flatten her hands on the bed, Kira moaned around Ronan’s cock at the caress of air over her damp folds, shaking uncontrollably.
She moaned again when Ronan bent forward and cupped her breasts, his gentle hands tugging at her nipples. The answering surge of heat shot straight to her clit, but Brendan’s thighs held hers apart, not allowing her to press them together to get some relief.
When the head of Brendan’s cock pressed against her drenched pussy, she stilled, only then realizing she’d been rocking back and forth on her knees. Pushing back against him in the need to be filled, she whimpered in her throat when he denied her.
Brendan slid a hand around her to tap her clit, laughing when she bucked and took the head of his cock inside her.
“That’s it, sweetling. Damn, you’re tight. I want to feel that pussy clench on me and milk me real good.”
Frantic now, Kira rocked her hips, trying to get more friction on her clit, crying out around Ronan’s cock when Brendan slid deep, filling her with thick heat.
Filled at both ends, she tried to concentrate on making both of them come, but each caress of their hands or stroke of their cocks made her forget everything except the pleasure. Relying on instinct, she struggled to keep up with them.
She sucked harder at Ronan, starving for his taste. Each groan or tightening of his hands thrilled her, the knowledge she could shake his control giving her more confidence.
Ronan’s hands left her breasts to cup her face again, holding her still for his smooth strokes into her mouth. In answer, Kira pushed back against him, moaning in her throat when he groaned and rubbed his hands over her back.
Brendan plunged deep, his hands flat on her back, holding her in place for his thrusts.
She reveled in each bump and ridge of his cock sliding over her inner flesh, fisting her hands in the covers to steady herself. Trembling everywhere, she couldn’t stop moaning around Ronan’s cock, her breath catching each time Brendan’s sac created friction against her clit. Focusing on pleasing Ronan got harder and harder, her attempts to lick and suck him getting clumsier as the need to come blocked out everything else.
She couldn’t stop gripping Brendan’s cock, his words of encouragement rendering her senseless.
“That’s it, Kira. Fuck. Your pussy’s so damned tight. Slick. Soft. Christ, I could make love to you forever.”
Ronan’s hands slid into her hair again, guiding her movements. “Her mouth’s incredible. Her tongue’s like fucking velvet.”
His hiss was like music to her ears.
“Damn. She forgets to suck while I’m fucking her mouth, and then she remembers again. It gets me every damn time.”
She sucked on him eagerly, addicted to his taste and the deep groans that poured from him. Struggling to concentrate on what he said, she sucked in a breath when one of Brendan’s hands slid around to cover her abdomen and moved lower.
Her clit burned, but Brendan merely held her folds spread, not giving her the touch she needed.
Ronan groaned again. “That’s it, luv. Damn, that mouth feels good. Not too far. Yeah, honey, just like that.”
Brendan chuckled from behind her, his low laugh ending abruptly when she clenched on him. “Damn, sweet, you feel so fucking good. I know you want me to touch your clit, but you’re just going to have to wait for it.”
Ronan’s thrusts into her mouth came faster, but his hold on her kept his cock from going too far. “Give it to her then. She needs to come.”
“No way. Not yet.”
Brendan slapped her ass, a sharp slap that stunned her. He thrust faster, each word bit out between clenched teeth on each deep stroke.
“Hang on, we are going to fly.”
Frustrated that he wouldn’t give her clit the attention she needed, she pushed back against him and lost her balance.
Ronan caught her, dropping his knees on the bed and using his thighs to support her, rubbing his hands over her shoulders. “Easy, luv. I’ve got you. Hell, I’m gonna come. If you don’t want to swallow, baby, let go—oh, hell.”
The jolt of fire that hit her when Brendan pinched her clit had her whimpering in her throat and sucking Ronan harder.
Ronan cursed, holding her steady with his hands in her hair as his cock pulsed his release into her mouth. The muscles in his thigh became rock hard and trembled beneath her hands as he groaned and slowed his strokes.
Awestruck that she could draw such a response from him, she eagerly swallowed every drop, crying out from the strokes to her clit, each one like a live wire touching her and sending sharp sizzles racing through her.
She couldn’t stay still, rocking her hips no matter how hard she tried not to, afraid that she would dislodge Brendan’s finger from where he held it over her clit.
Withdrawing from her mouth, Ronan knelt on the floor in front of her and held her against his shoulder, pushing her hair back from her face and smiling down at her. Cupping a breast, he used his thumb to caress her nipple just as the pleasure at her slit seemed to explode.
Arching her back, she lifted her bottom higher into Brendan’s deep thrusts, crying out as he plunged deep and came, his cock jumping inside her. Her pussy milked him as the waves of bliss continued to race through her, the slowing drag of his fingers back and forth over her slippery clit keeping her on the razor-sharp edge of release for so long she screamed, a pinch of her clit sending her the rest of the way over.
Holding on to Ronan and pressing her face against his chest, she breathed in his clean scent, wishing this moment could last forever.
“Fucking incredible. Christ, she’s milking my cock so hard it’s killing me.” Brendan slid his hands to her bottom and with long, firm strokes, caressed her from the cheeks of her ass to her shoulders and back again.
The muscles beneath her cheek shifted. Ronan gently lowered her shoulders to the bed, easing the arch in her back, his hands joining Brendan’s hands to slide over her damp body. Bending, he ran a hand over her hair. They both laid down on either side of her. Ronan cupped her face as he kissed her softly and said, "I love you."
Kira smiled and said, "I love you too, Ronan." Then she turned over to face Brendan and kissed him just as sweetly. "I love you too, Brendan."
Brendan looked deep into her eyes and said, "I love you, sweetling, so much. You are our world."
Kira snuggled down between the two best things to enter her life. She knew that no matter what came next, she would remember this moment forever, laying between the two men she loved who loved her.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Kira hugged Vesta goodbye as they prepared to head out two days later. "I will miss you, Vesta," Kira told her as she drew back.
"I will miss you as well, Kira, my sister," Vesta said solemnly. "You must come back and visit soon."
"And you need to come to the glen and meet my sisters and grandmother," Kira added.
Vesta grinned. "I would like that very much." Then she grew serious and said, "Be careful, Kira. Always watchful. He isn't finished
yet."
"I know," Kira said with a serious tone. "I promise to be vigilant."
They embraced again and Kira turned to Tobin. "I will miss you too, Tobin. We will Skype, right?"
Tobin smiled at her. "Of course we will. I will call soon."
Kira turned to her men and said, "Okay. I'm ready to go now."
Both Ronan and Brendan had waited for her to say her goodbyes by the main doors and now they stepped forward to take her hands. They led her out to the car waiting to drive them to the airport. As she approached the car, she saw Breena by the center fountain and waved to her. Breena gave Kira one of her signature curtsies and then flew off. They had said their goodbyes earlier that morning and Kira felt a lump in her throat knowing she would miss these people more than she would have imagined.
They all slept on the plane ride home as they winged their way to the glen through the afternoon, arriving in the early evening. Lachlan met them at the airport and drove them home to the glen. Kira took a deep breath as they drove through the small village toward Castle Belenus, her ancestral home. She could feel the glen welcoming her back, welcoming her home. She smiled with anticipation as Lachlan swung the SUV into the circular drive of the castle.
Kira watched as her sisters and grandmother spilled out of the main doors to welcome her home. She herself was practically bouncing in her seat to get out and greet them. Ronan and Brendan smiled indulgently at her as Ronan opened his door, which was closest to her family, and then turned to offer her a hand out. Once she was out of the SUV, she was pulled into the circle of arms and kisses that was her family.
Everyone was talking all at once, Kira was laughing, and her men looked at one another. 'She has never been more beautiful,' Ronan sent his brother.
'I agree. She is perfection,' Brendan added.
'We need to see if the package arrived,' Ronan reminded him.
Brendan smiled. 'It did. Donald would not let us down.'
They were brought out of their communication by Reilly, Myles, and Aedan greeting them with handshakes and claps on the back. Before they were pulled inside the castle, they made an agreement to check their room later for the package. Donald had left a day before them to head back to Scotland and the family home. He had had plenty of time to make arrangements with the specifications they had asked for.
