by Becca Van
“Baldy,” Crystal replied, her hand going to her face to cover her disfigurement.
Duncan pulled her hand down from her face, placed a butterfly-light kiss on her injury, and whispered into her ear.
“You are so beautiful, sweetheart. Don’t hide any part of yourself from me. I love you, Crystal.”
“I love you, too,” Crystal replied and then promptly burst into tears.
“Oh, darlin’, everything is all right now. I love you, Crystal. You’re safe, baby.” Alec spoke softly and then he scooped her up into his arms.
“I love you, too,” Crystal wailed through her tears and then groaned with pain.
Alec carried Crystal out into the living room and was just in time to see Duncan pull Baldy up by the scruff and plant his fist against the large man’s jaw. He watched with satisfaction as the man reeled back, slumping onto the sofa out cold. Duncan walked over to Alec and took Crystal from Alec’s arms and into his own.
Alec picked the unconscious bald man up once more and, using his incredible strength, planted his fist into the bald man’s jaw the same place Duncan had. He dropped the man back on the sofa and then followed Duncan and Crystal out of the house.
Chapter Eleven
Crystal woke up sandwiched between the two loves of her life. It had been a week since the men in polyandrous relationships, plus the policemen from Daylesford, had rescued her from the evil mobster Christoph Blane and his two henchmen.
Duncan and Alec had taken Crystal straight to the hospital in Daylesford to get her some medical attention.
Apart from a badly bruised jawbone and flesh, she was fine. The bruising and swelling was going down, but her skin was still a sickly yellow tinge in places. Her jaw was nearly back to normal, and she only had a twinge or two of pain if she was trying to please her men with her mouth. They, of course, had put a stop to that the instant they had seen her wince in pain. There was no way they were letting her do anything for them but lie back and let them pleasure her. Not until she was fully healed and had no pain at all. At least that was what Duncan had decreed.
Crystal gave a half yawn, which she had learned to do over the past week with an injured jaw, and stretched out her cramped muscles. Her hands came into contact with two hot, hard, pulsing cocks, and she couldn’t stop them from wandering over their bodies. She wrapped her hands around her men’s hard flesh and began to slide them up and down their long, thick shafts. She was still so in awe of their sizes. Her fingers didn’t meet her hand as she attempted to wrap them around their stiff rods. She pumped up and down their shafts, reveling at the feel of their silky, smooth, hot flesh, with underlying steel beneath her palms. She knew she would never get enough of them.
“You’re playing with fire, darlin’.” Alec thrust his hips up into Crystal’s hand.
“Hmm, I know. I want to touch and fuck you and Duncan any chance I can,” Crystal replied.
“You can fuck me anytime you feel the need, sweetheart.” Duncan leaned up on his elbow, resting his head in the palm of his hand, and looked down at her.
Alec rolled over onto his side, turned Crystal’s head to his, and covered her mouth with his own. He slanted his mouth over hers, again and again, and again, but he made sure not to push too hard or make her mouth open too far, in case it caused her any pain. Their thoughtfulness and care only endeared them to her more. Alec thrust his tongue into her mouth, swirling and tangling it with hers. Duncan moved on the other side of Crystal and began to suck on one of her nipples.
Crystal whimpered when Alec broke the kiss and then licked and nibbled his way down over her jaw, again, being careful not to hurt her, then down her neck and over the top of her breast, until he was at her other nipple, and sucked the burgeoning peak into his mouth.
He laved, nibbled, and licked that hard little tip as if savoring the taste of her flesh.
Duncan released Crystal’s nipple with a loud pop, licked his way down to the underside of her breast, and traced all over it with his tongue. When he and Alec had her firing on all cylinders, arching up into their mouths and gasping for breath, she didn’t know how much longer she could endure their pleasurable torture before she began begging them for more. Duncan growled with appreciation and moved his hand down over her mound. He parted her plump labia and caressed up and down until he found the little sensitive nub at the top of her slit.
He slid one of his fingers over her clit and down through her moist folds, until he was at her wet, dripping hole. Duncan wiggled his finger around the edge of her tight, wet cunt, rimming her sensitive skin and gathering her cream onto the tip of his finger. When he glided his digit to her clit once again and began rubbing it, she bucked up into his touch and gasped for breath.
Duncan must have reached the end of his endurance, because he crawled down between her splayed thighs, lay down on his stomach, and stared at her pussy. His breath wafted over her moist, heated skin, and she cried out with need. He inhaled deeply, as if he was smelling the scent of sex, and then lowered his head to her pussy.
When he pushed her thighs apart and up, exposing her to his view, Crystal held her breath. The first lick of his tongue was from arse to clit as he growled against her pussy, sent pleasurable vibrations deep into her womb. She cried out when he shoved two fingers into her cunt, all the while thrumming his tongue over her clit rapidly. He turned his hand palm up so the pads of his fingers could slide over her G-spot, and buried his fingers into her dripping vagina. Crystal whimpered when he began to remove them but sighed when he didn’t withdraw totally. Her head thrashed back and forth on the pillow when he began to pump his fingers in and out of her sheath, as he licked and nibbled on her clit, making sure he rubbed at her sweet spot with every slide of his digits. He pushed in deeper and faster with every pump, until he had her trembling and mewling beneath him. He growled around her clit and then sucked it into his mouth.
Crystal keened in the back of her throat when her pussy rippled along the length of his thrusting fingers. He picked up the pace again, all the while sucking and laving her clit while he shuttled his fingers in and out of her pussy. The pressure began to build, the warmth began to burn hotter and brighter, and then she was on the verge of climax.
She screamed loud and long as her release washed over her. Her internal muscles clamped down on his fingers hard and then released, clenched, and let go as she shook and bucked. Her whole body quivered with orgasmic rapture as her pussy gushed out her cum, squirting into his mouth, covering his chin and hand with a flood of cream.
She was so satiated from such an enormous climax she could barely open her eyes. Crystal moaned when Duncan slid his fingers from her cunt as the last flutters from her climax waned. The sexy bastard waited until she met his gaze before he licked his hand, fingers, and her cunt clean as if not wanting to waist a single drop of her release. When he was done, he moved back up to her side until he was once more level with her, and ravaged her mouth. It didn’t faze her at all to taste her own release on his lips. In fact, it only seemed to send her just-sated libido up another notch.
Alec ripped open a foil pack, penetrating the passionate haze fogging her mind, and when Duncan released her mouth, Alec took over. He kissed her long and deep, and when he pulled away he began working his way down her body to between her spread legs.
Alec knelt between her thighs, aligned his cock with her pussy, and forged his way inside with one powerful thrust.
Her moan joined Alec’s groan, and Crystal reached out to hold onto his forearms as he held still inside her, balls-deep.
“Are you okay, darlin’?” Alec panted. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, you didn’t hurt me. I love you, Alec.”
“I love you, too, Crystal.”
Crystal looked at Duncan and cupped his face. “I love you, Duncan.”
“I love you, too, baby.”
Crystal sighed with contentment but then shivered with lust as her men’s deep Scottish brogues washed over her. She needed her men to make love to her, an
d she wasn’t going to take no for an answer. Wriggling her hips with enticement elicited a deep groan from Alec, and when she bucked her pelvis up at him, he gripped her hips tighter.
Alec pushed his hands beneath her shoulders and then pulled her up onto his lap. She moaned when he grabbed her buttocks, spreading her fleshy globes wide, giving Duncan complete access to Crystal’s arse.
Duncan moved in behind her and began to massage her puckered entrance with cold, wet fingers. She whimpered with need when he pushed two fingers into her dark entrance and tried to stop her muscles from clenching down on him. But her body had a mind of its own, and when she clamped down, Alec grunted.
Duncan was patient with her and held still until she adjusted to the foreign penetration, and when her muscles loosened, he began to move his fingers in and out of her anus, stretching her out and getting her used to having something shoved up her arse.
When she heard a pop and then a squishy sound, Crystal knew Duncan was coating his condom-covered cock with the personal lube.
“Try and stay nice and relaxed for me, baby,” Duncan said in whispered pants. “When I push in, use your muscles to push back against me.”
Crystal nodded to let him know she had heard him and then tried to breathe evenly and deeply. The blunt head of his cock pushed against her rosette, and then he was pressing inside her. He and Crystal groaned together as the tip of his dick popped through the tight ring of muscles of her bottom. He pressed in again as she pushed back, using her muscles and allowing him entrance to her bum.
Once he was buried to the hilt, he held still and gripped her hips in his large hands.
“Ooh, you feel so good,” Crystal groaned. “I love it when I have one of you in my pussy and the other in my arse. Please, fuck me. Fuck me hard.”
Alec and Duncan seemed to lose all control and began to fuck her like there was no tomorrow. They pounded in and out of her holes with no rhythm at all, but everything they did only made the flame inside burn higher and hotter. The whimpering, gasping sounds she made only seemed to spur them on more, until their bodies were slapping against hers as they made love to her.
Her men had her on the edge of climax within moments and sent her careening over the cliff as they pounded in and out of her body. They didn’t stop when she reached her peak, but kept right on going, sending her into climax after climax. She clamped down on their cocks again as she hit another peak, her muscles grabbing and releasing and rippling along the lengths of their shafts.
Duncan grunted behind her and then shouted as he shoved forward one more time. He held still with his cock buried into the depths of her anus and quivered and groaned with his orgasm.
Two strokes later, Alec shouted, pressed forward one more time, and then froze as he, too, climaxed. Crystal loved the way the muscles and sinews on his body bulged and shook as he reached the heights of pleasure. She would never get tired of watching her men climax, and she knew they would never get tired of watching her.
Crystal slumped down onto Alec, and Duncan flopped down onto her back, pressing kisses onto her shoulders while they all tried to regain their strength and breath back. Duncan eased his cock from Crystal’s arse, and when she saw how shaky his legs were, she couldn’t help but snicker.
He looked back over his shoulder and grinned before heading into the bathroom to clean up. When he came back with a damp washcloth, he cleaned her up then discarded the cloth. Alec went to the bathroom, too, and then Duncan and Alec got into bed and snuggled with her. Alec lay on his back and pulled her up against his side with her head resting on his arm and chest. Duncan spooned her from behind. Crystal slung her arm over Alec’s waist and drifted into sleep, safe and secure in the arms of her men.
* * * *
Crystal entered the Four Passion Club and looked around. The din of glasses, cutlery, and crockery clinking together could be heard over the sound of chatter and the jukebox playing.
There was a large group of people centered around one of the tables in the middle of the room, other tables and booths surrounding it.
Crystal let Alec and Duncan lead her over to the large group and waited as her two men introduced her to everyone. She’d heard so much about these people in the last week and had been impatient to meet them all. She recognized some of the men’s faces since they had all worked together to rescue her from the clutches of the evil mobster Christoph Blane.
Crystal watched as they all interacted and knew without a doubt she was well and truly home. She was where her heart was meant to be and knew she would never go anywhere without her men at her side. She watched as Simone Ramsay from the Triple R farm goaded one of her three husbands, Connor, as she cussed at him from the side of her mouth. She heard Connor chastising Simone for her trashy mouth, but the sparkle in his eyes belied his discipline.
Crystal saw Toni shudder then glare at her two husbands, Ben and Jack Landon, the two owners of the adult shop in Passion, and had an idea the two men were torturing their wife with some sort of hidden toy. She glanced over to Toni’s sister Tasha and saw her looking into her husbands’ eyes as her two men, Jason and Sean Gallagher, gave their wife all their attention. Then she noticed Zachary, Tom, and Noah, watching their wife, Beth, as she was chatting with Nikki. Nikki’s three men Tony, Colt, and the large, intimidating Bear, watched their woman with indulgence as she waved her small hands in the air, punctuating whatever she was talking about.
And the newest members to Passion, Hailey and her three men, Dillon, Chance, and Roman Bartram, were talking amongst themselves. Hailey must have felt her watching, because she looked up, gave Crystal a smile and a wave, and headed over to her. Hailey hugged and kissed her on the cheek.
“Are you all right, Crystal?”
“Yeah. Never better actually,” Crystal replied.
“I know what you mean. We are so lucky to have met the loves of our lives. I mean look at them all. Every single one of these men is a well-built stud. They treat us women like we are so precious. I’ve never seen anything like it before I came to this little country town.” Hailey sighed and then smiled.
“Yeah, life couldn’t be much better.”
Crystal and Hailey became aware of the noise around them diminishing. The jukebox was silent for the first time that night, the noise of dishes and cutlery clanking stopped, and the sound of chatter waned. The two women looked up and turned around to see Duncan and Alec down on their knees at Crystal’s feet.
Hailey smiled and winked at her from her peripheral vision then moved away and went back to her men. Crystal focused once more on Alec and Duncan. They each reached out and took one of her hands into their own.
“Crystal, you are the love of our lives. You make us feel complete. You are the air we breathe and the light and joy in our days. You feel like home, sweetheart. Would you do us the honor of marrying us and spending the rest of your life with us? We want to have children with you and grow old with you. What do you say, baby?” Duncan asked. He reached into his shirt pocket and then held out an open jewelry box, which had a sparkling ruby with a diamond on each side in a setting of yellow gold.
Tears built up in her eyes and then began to roll down her cheeks to fall off the edge of her jaw. She could see the love her two men had for her, shining out at her from their gazes. She took a deep breath, preparing to pledge her heart and soul to her men, and asked a question that had been plaguing her for the last week.
“I love you both more than my own life. You’ve shown me how it feels to be loved and to give love in return. I would like nothing more than to marry you, have children with you, and grow old with you. There is only one problem. I can’t choose between the two of you. I love you both equally and refuse to make that choice. I don’t see how I can marry the both of you, since polygamy is illegal.”
The crowd of people involved in their own polyandrous relationships answered the question for Duncan and Alec, their voices filling in the quiet of the clubroom.
“You marry the oldest ma
le, of course.”
Crystal launched herself down into Alec’s and Duncan’s arms, laughing loudly with joy. “Yes, of course I’ll marry you both.”
Duncan moved back slightly and cupped her face in his hands. He stared deeply into her eyes and then slowly lowered his head. The kiss he gave her was hot, wet, and wildly carnal. Crystal was aware of nothing but her men. It wasn’t until he lifted his mouth from hers that she became aware of the whistles and catcalls all around her. But then the noise diminished again when Alec pulled her into his arms and kissed her just as hungrily as his brother had.
Her heart was so full of love and joy she wanted to shout out with happiness at the top of her lungs.
Alec rose to his feet, taking her with him as he lifted her into his arms and headed to the door. Crystal laughed, slung her arms around his neck, and buried her face against the side of his throat. Her men were taking her home where she was meant to be wrapped up in the arms and love of her two brawny, sexy, handsome Scottish loves.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
My name is Becca Van. I live in Australia with my wonderful hubby of many years, as well as my two children.
I read my first romance, which I found in the school library, at the age of thirteen and haven’t stopped reading them since. It is so wonderful to know that love is still alive and strong when there seems to be so much conflict in the world.
I dreamed of writing my own book one day but, unfortunately, didn’t follow my dream for many years. But once I started I knew writing was what I wanted to continue doing.
I love to escape from the world and curl up with a good romance, to see how the characters unfold and conflict is dealt with. I have read many books and love all facets of the romance genre, from historical to erotic romance. I am a sucker for a happy ending.
