Opal Carew

by Twin Fantasies

  She smiled sweetly. “Yes?”

  “Oh, uh. I heard noises. I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

  “Yeah, I’m okay. Jake and I were just . . .” She hesitated, watching Ryan’s face tighten. She sighed. “We were just making love.”

  His jaw dropped. Clearly, he’d been expecting her to lie.

  “Look, Ryan. I’ve been lying in my room every night, wanting you.”

  “Wanting me?”

  “You.” She waved at both of them. “But I haven’t acted on it because . . . well, if I go to bed with one of you, I’m afraid I’ll hurt the other.”

  “So you decided to go to bed with Jake?”

  “He was closer.”

  “Thanks,” Jake muttered.

  She turned back to Jake and stroked his arm gently.

  “Please, don’t be offended. I want both of you.”

  She turned back to Ryan.

  “I don’t want to decide between you.” She felt tears pushing at her eyes. “I never asked to be put in this position. I never wanted to hurt either one of you. There is no good way to choose between you.” Tears streamed freely down her cheeks now. “I love you both.”

  “Oh, Jenna.” Ryan drew her into his arms.

  She snuggled her face into his neck. Jake stroked her back.

  “This has got to be hard on you, Jenna,” Jake said. “What can we do to make it easier?”

  She snuffled, then wiped her eyes. The heat of their touches sent streamers of arousal through her.

  “I don’t know, but . . .” Without conscious thought, she arched her body against Ryan, her breasts pressing into him. She felt dizzy with need. “Damn it, my crazy hormones . . . I’m getting turned on again.”

  Her fingers tangled in Ryan’s robe, as she glanced up at him.

  “I want you.”

  She shifted her gaze to Jake.

  “Both of you!” she wailed, then her snuffling overwhelmed her. She tucked her face against Ryan’s chest again.

  Ryan handed her a tissue and she wiped her eyes, then blew her nose.

  “Do you mean both of us? At the same time?” Ryan asked.

  Both of them? At the same time? Her hormones shifted into high gear. Her heartbeat accelerated.

  “Yes. No . . . I mean . . .” She blew her nose again and sucked in a deep breath. “I . . . uh . . . have thought about it.”

  It had been one of her most exciting fantasies.

  Now that they’d brought it up, the idea was burrowing into her, becoming an itch that defied scratching. She knew this yearning would not go away, but the looks on their faces told her they’d never go for it. Not that she’d ever thought they would.

  Still, Jake had told her to attend to her own needs and let them deal with theirs. She stroked her hands across her breasts, deciding a little coaxing was in order.

  “I’ve had fantasies. I’ve thought about what it would be like to feel the two of you stroking my breasts, one on each.” She stroked the tips of her breasts. The nipples poked up clearly through the thin cotton of her nightshirt. “To feel your mouths on me at the same time.”

  She stroked one hand downward, past her belly. Both pairs of eyes watched her movement as she stroked over the mound and between her legs.

  Oh, God, she felt so wicked. And so sexy.

  “I’ve fantasized about one of your long, hard cocks thrusting into me here while I sucked the other cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head.”

  She saw both cocks swell at her words.

  “Jenna, you and your fantasies.” Jake’s voice sounded hoarse.

  She stroked over her breasts again, then reached for Ryan’s hand and planted it over her right breast. She felt his hand tighten on her as he watched her grasp Jake’s hand and place it over her left breast.

  “Jenna. My God . . .” Ryan’s gaze locked on Jake’s hand.

  Jake stroked in a circular caress. Ryan squeezed her gently, then twirled his finger over her nipple.

  She drew her nightshirt up, revealing the lower swell of her breasts, then led Ryan’s hand under the fabric to one naked breast. He sucked in a breath as her flesh conformed to his gently squeezing hand. Jake slid his hand down over her bare stomach, then slid his finger inside her panties, brushing lightly over her slick pussy.

  His delightfully arousing touch fogged her brain. She wanted to sink down onto the floor right here, open her legs, and invite them both in. Beg them to plunge their cocks inside her, one after the other.

  Ryan’s gaze remained fixed on Jake’s hand and his breathing became labored.

  Was it possible she could convince them? Excitement spiked through her at the thought.

  Jake’s finger brushed against her clitoris. Mmm. He definitely seemed close to a yes.

  As she glanced at Ryan’s face drawn into rigid lines, however, even through the haze of pleasure she realized she was asking too much. She didn’t want to push either of them into something they’d regret. In the light of day, she’d probably regret having said any of this.

  Jake’s finger slipped into her slick passage and her insides fluttered. Her nipple ached as it thrust into Ryan’s palm. Oh, heavens, she wanted sex. Again. She’d just been with Jake, so she slid her hands around Ryan’s forearm and leaned close to him.

  Nuzzling his ear, she murmured, “What about a pirate fantasy?” Her teeth grazed his earlobe. “Just you and me.”

  “Hmm?” His eyes lit up.

  “Well, Jake and I just had some quality time together. I’m sure he won’t mind if you and I share an adventure now.”

  Jake reluctantly removed his hand from her panties.

  “If that’s what you want, Jenna,” Jake said.

  “You know what I want, Jake.” Her voice sounded low, husky. “But this will be good, too.”

  Ryan untied his robe, letting it fall open, revealing a raging hard-on beneath navy blue pinstripe boxers. He took Jenna’s hands and coiled the satiny belt around her wrists, then tied them together. He tugged her toward him, then slid his arms around her and murmured in her ear, “Maybe we’ll let Jake watch.”

  Her eyes widened. Jake’s face broke out in a broad, unbelieving smile.

  Ryan bent down and nudged his shoulder against her pelvis, curled his arm around her thighs, then stood up. She folded over his shoulder and he carried her into the living room toward the patio doors.

  His free hand stroked up her thigh, then cupped her buttocks.

  “ ’Ere, me pretty. I’ve got plans for ye,” he said. He slid open the door and carried her into the warm night air.

  The lights in and around the pool turned on and she realized Jake must have flicked the switch inside. The kidney-shaped pool looked like a blue jewel in the darkness.

  Ryan’s hand slid down her butt and between her thighs, stroking lightly over her heated pussy. She almost cried out at the intensely erotic sensation. He carried her to the diving board, then set her down on it.

  “I think maybe I’ll have ye walk the plank.”

  “Oh, no, not the plank,” she pleaded, loving how he’d fallen right into the role.

  He tugged the belt from around her wrists and tossed it aside, then stepped forward. She stepped back, toward the diving end of the board.

  “Aye, the plank.” He looked mock ferocious, with a gleam in his eye and a savage grin.

  Her heart went pitter-pat. My God, Ryan made a sexy pirate.

  He took another step and so did she. She glanced behind her.

  She fell to her knees and grabbed handfuls of his robe.

  “What can I do to convince you to free me?”

  “Well, I won’t free ye, lass, but I might keep ye around, if . . .”

  “If?”

  “Well, I’ll just be leavin’ that to yer imagination. Let’s just say, yer in a good position.”

  His erection pushed at the thin cotton of his boxers right in front of her face. She knew exactly what he wanted.

  She glanced to
ward the house and noticed Jake’s silhouette framed in the patio doors. Adrenaline rushed through her. He was watching them.

  She stroked her hands under Ryan’s robe, climbing up his chest to slide over his tight nipples, then traveled back down to his boxers. She hooked her fingers under the waistband and slid around his waist to his back, then caressed over his muscled buttocks as she drew the boxers down slowly, licking her lips. She slid her hands to the front and drew the elastic forward. His erection popped out; then she tugged the garment down to his knees.

  Her fingers encircled his cock and she stroked gently.

  “You want me to touch you here?”

  “Aye, but ye’ll be doin’ more than touchin’, missy.”

  She lapped her tongue around her lips, then opened her mouth and curled her tongue out and up.

  “Like what?” she asked in exaggerated innocence.

  “Like lickin’ it.”

  Seeing Ryan like this, opening up, acting outrageous, warmed her heart. He needed to set himself free more often.

  She curled her tongue out and dabbed at the base of his penis, then stroked up to the tip.

  “Like that?”

  “Aye. Now suck it into yer mouth.”

  She glanced toward Jake as she covered the tip, flicking the tiny hole with the tip of her tongue, then swirled her tongue around the ridge below the head. She sucked. Ryan groaned, then she slid her mouth over him, swallowing him deep into her throat. She squeezed and sucked hard.

  “Ohhhh.” His hands stroked her hair.

  She tucked her hands under his balls and fondled them gently. He tried to widen his legs to give her better access, so she dragged his boxers down to his ankles. She was afraid he was going to topple over.

  She removed her mouth and coaxed, “Mr. Pirate, shouldn’t you be comfortable while I pleasure you?” She tugged lightly downward on his cock, then swirled her tongue out and around the tip.

  He smiled, taking her hint, and lowered himself onto the diving board, lying back. She glanced toward the house as she tugged the boxers off and tossed them onto the grass. Jake still stood watching. It was hard to tell, but she thought she could see his hand moving at his groin. As she licked over Ryan’s rock-hard cock, she could imagine Jake had taken out his equally hard cock and was stroking it now. The thought that she was turning on two incredibly handsome studs at the same time turned her on immensely. She could feel slickness between her legs, dripping down her thighs.

  She sucked Ryan into her mouth, drawing hard and strong. She slid her mouth up and down on him, swirling her tongue along the shaft. His balls tightened in her hands. She slid off the end of his penis and licked downward, then over his tight testicles. She drew one ball into her mouth, then the other, sucking them in her warmth, dabbing them with her tongue. She released them, then swallowed his cock again.

  “Oh, sweetheart, I’m so close,” Ryan murmured.

  She tucked her finger under his balls, then stroked his perineum while she sucked and stroked his cock in her mouth. She felt him tense. She glanced toward Jake as she slowly slid her mouth up Ryan’s penis, following her progress with her hands. She held his cock in the warm cradle of her hands and drew her mouth off the tip of him just as he started to ejaculate. Long, white streams of liquid pulsed over her shoulder. She licked his balls as the semen fountain continued.

  She prowled over him, then kissed his mouth.

  “You’ve got quite some distance there.” She winked at him. “I bet your brother was impressed.”

  JAKE WATCHED JENNA sucking his brother’s cock down her throat and his own cock throbbed painfully. He stroked it in his hand. Ryan lay down on the diving board, his erection sticking straight up like the mast of a ship. Jake pumped himself harder as Jenna moved her mouth up and down his brother’s pole.

  Oh, God, he longed to feel her lips on his cock. Damn, why hadn’t he and Ryan jumped at Jenna’s suggestion? Two of them making love to her.

  A threesome. She had offered a dream scenario and they had turned it down. Idiots.

  He continued to pump his cock as he watched Jenna going down on his brother. Finally, she drew her mouth away from Ryan and a fountain of semen spewed from his cock. Jake’s balls tightened and he released his own fountain, wishing it was in Jenna’s hot, sexy mouth.

  RYAN DRAGGED JENNA on top of his body and kissed her, then sat up.

  This woman was incredible, and her fantasies had brought an exciting element to his life.

  “Well, missy . . .” He winked at her. “Ye’ve bought yerself some time.”

  He stood up and grabbed her hands, then pulled her to her feet. He hung on to her arm as he retrieved his belt from the grass, then coiled it around her wrists again. He held the middle of the belt and used it like a leash to lead her to the patio doors.

  Jake no longer stood at the door. Ryan had been well aware of Jake watching them the whole time and it had been a real turn-on. Maybe it was knowing Jake saw how excited Ryan made Jenna. He wasn’t sure. He just knew it had added spice to the whole thing.

  Ryan slid the door open and drew Jenna inside. Jake caught his attention from the kitchen and pointed toward his bedroom. Ryan led Jenna down the hall. Inside his brother’s room, he saw four Velcro cuffs attached to the headboard and footboard, aligned so that Jenna would be spread-eagled on the bed. He smiled and his cock twitched.

  “Lie down, wench,” he instructed Jenna.

  She glanced at the cuffs, then turned back to him, wide-eyed.

  In mock horror, she cried, “No, please, don’t tie me up.”

  “I said lie down, wench.” He glared at her, a half-smile crossing his lips as he slapped the end of the cloth belt against his hand. “Don’t be makin’ me say it again.”

  The thought of slapping the fabric across her backside, watching the round, white flesh of her buttock flush under the strokes, sent his cock twitching again. Would she defy him? Maybe being spanked was part of Jenna’s fantasy.

  As she lay down on the bed, he realized it wasn’t. At least, not this time.

  He took one of her wrists and fastened a cuff around it, then the other. He took her ankle and pulled it sideways, until it reached the footboard and the cuff there. He bound it, then took her other ankle and slid the final cuff around it.

  He sat back and stared at her, lying with her arms and legs wide open, ready for him. She stared back, wide-eyed and breathing heavily. The only problem was, she still had her big T-shirt thing on. He could take off the wristbands and tell her to take off the shirt, but that’s not what a pirate would do. He sent her a devilish smile, then grabbed the hem of her shirt and ripped it open, from hem to neckband.

  She gasped.

  He pulled the fabric back, revealing her round, white breasts. The nipples peaked, beckoning him to swallow them into his mouth. Her panties, so dainty and white, were the next to go. The delicate lace shredded as he tore them free. He tossed them onto the floor.

  The short sleeves of the T-shirt still hugged her shoulders, so he tore each of them free and left the tattered garment lying beneath her.

  “What’s going on in here?”

  Ryan turned to see Jake standing in the open doorway.

  “Are you here to rescue me?” Jenna asked.

  Jake smiled. “If I rescued you, I’d have to untie you.”

  Ryan saw the excitement in Jenna’s eyes and he remembered what a turn-on it was to know Jake was watching them on the diving board. In fact, earlier it had been extremely exciting hearing Jenna while Jake made love to her against the door. Ryan still remembered the banging sound as Jake had repeatedly thrust her against the door, and her sweet whimpers of delight as his brother had pounded into her. Her moan as she’d reached orgasm still shuddered through him.

  If they both made love to her, he was sure she would be more excited than she’d ever been. How could he deny her such pleasure?

  How could he deny himself such excitement?

  “Untying her would be a s
hame,” Ryan said. “Come, brother, share the wealth.”

  Jenna’s eyes widened and Jake’s face broke into a broad smile.

  “As you can see, wench, the brother of a pirate is a pirate. I think we’ll both be having our way with you.”

  CHAPTER 18

  JENNA FELT FAINT as she realized her most sublime fantasy, being with two men—these two men—was about to come true. She could hardly believe it. Excitement spiked through her and she could barely catch her breath.

  Jake knelt down beside the bed and stroked her right breast. The nipple thrust upward. Ryan sat on the other side and stroked the left breast, then leaned forward and drew her pebble-hard nipple into his mouth.

  “Ohhhh, yes,” she moaned.

  When Jake also took her nipple in his mouth, she almost fainted at the exquisite pleasure. Soon they were both sucking and licking, cajoling and dabbing.

  “Our captive is surprisingly cooperative,” Ryan said.

  Oops. She was the one who’d suggested the fantasy and she wasn’t keeping up the act. She widened her eyes and struggled.

  “No. Let me go.”

  “I don’t think so, me pretty,” Ryan said.

  He stroked down her belly, then slid between her legs. Jake leaned in close and licked her slit. Ryan’s fingers separated her folds and Jake’s tongue lapped across her exposed clit.

  “Ohhhh.”

  Jake settled between her legs and lapped at her clitoris in earnest, then sucked it into his mouth. Ryan shifted upward, capturing her nipple in his mouth again. His hand drifted to her other breast and he stroked it gently.

  It was so incredible, feeling both their hands and mouths on her.

  She arched upward against Jake’s mouth. Ryan covered each breast with a hand, then licked up her chest and nuzzled the base of her neck. Jake’s tongue rippled against her.

  Pleasure quivered through her as Jake swirled his tongue inside her, round and round, then fluttered on her clit. His hands stroked along her inner thighs. Ryan sucked her nipple hard and deep, then slid under her back and cupped her butt. As Ryan stroked and squeezed, her muscles clenched and she arched forward, pressing herself harder against Jake’s tongue. Ryan nibbled her other nipple between his lips and Jake dabbed while sliding his fingers inside her.