Two Is Better Than One (Steamy Menage MFM Romance Collection)

by Terry Towers

  As I perched myself on the sofa next to Nate, he pulled out the first item, a pink dildo.

  “Her purchases aren’t any of our business. You planning on dropping by to check out her grocery orders next?” Darrin chided his brother.

  “Thank you, Darrin,” I said with gratitude as I leaned over and gave Nate’s twin a kiss on the lips. I wanted the kiss to be hot and heavy, to show him how much I longed for him, but I didn’t, still unsure of the dynamics between the three of us.

  “Suck up,” Nate muttered, but when I looked back to him, he was grinning, the packaged pink dildo in his hand. Once he realized he’d gotten my attention again he continued, “Wore your old one out?”

  I could feel the heat coloring my cheeks as I shrugged. “That would be my very first one.”

  “You’re shitting me.”

  “No, I’m not. I’ve never needed one.”

  “The ex that well hung?” Nate raised an eyebrow at me, his grin remaining.

  “Just never had the desire to dabble in toys before.” I shrugged.

  “You were part of a sorority, weren’t you?”

  “Yeah.” I knew where he was going with this, typical male fantasy. “You figure we all had dildo parties in our bras and panties in addition to pillow fights—”

  “—where you all end up kissing and having beautiful lesbian sex all night. Yup, that’s about it. That’s how I envision college girls.” He looked over at Darrin. “You with me on this, brother?”

  Laughing at the stereotype that Nate had described to a ‘T’, my head turned to see Darrin giving his head a shake, but there was a hint of a smile. “No. That’s not how I envision it.”

  “Not even on those lonely nights when you’re all alone, just you and your laptop?”

  Darrin’s stone exterior broke and he laughed, leaned back into the chair, and spread his hands out at his sides. “What I do in the privacy of my own bathtub is nobody’s business but my own.”

  I loved seeing him smile. Seeing them both smile, but Darrin in particular. He was so serious much of the time and seemed to be the one of the two that had the cloud over him, a deep sadness that tugged at me, making me hope that one day he’d open up and let me in. Maybe one day.

  At the sound of a bag rustling, my attention went back to Nate. Next to be pulled out of the bag was restraints. They were made of black straps that were adjustable depending on the size of the bed.

  “Wow, look at this. It’s gotten very interesting. Which one of us did you purchase these for?”

  I chewed my lower lip, the blush returning. There was no sense denying my intentions. I had a feeling I was only going to be hurting myself by playing coy in the end. “I wasn’t sure, to be honest. Myself. Perhaps either of you.”

  “Uh-huh. We’ll set that up after I finish investigating.”

  I looked back over at Darrin and he winked, making me feel more at ease with the situation. After the fourth toy, the nervousness and embarrassment had faded and I embraced the idea of having fun with it. If everything went right, the guys would be seeing this stuff all in due time anyhow.

  Once the final item was removed from the bag, a bottle of warming lube, and my booty was spread across the coffee table, I discovered I’d over-shopped even worse than I’d thought. I gave both men a shrug.

  “Preparing for every possible scenario, honey?” Nate asked, lifting his gaze from the table of toys to meet mine. “Two cocks not enough?”

  My mouth dropped open. “’Course they are. It’s just…”

  Nate reached out to me and lightly touched my lower arm, slowly moving his hand upwards to my elbow and then back down again. “I’m messing with you.” While his mouth said he was messing around, his eyes said otherwise, sending a shiver up and down my spine. My eyes darted back to the toys. Without a doubt, I wanted to explore the uses of each item with the brothers.

  “I’m not…” I whispered, feeling brazen, my gaze locking to his. I’d been fantasizing about being with both brothers at once since our trio date to Coney Island, and it prompted my desire to get a vibrator since masturbation was starting to cramp my hand.

  Could tonight be the night? I hoped so. The ache in my pussy was in full agreeance. But how did I even initiate this? I didn’t know. If I were a brazen woman I’d just go for it, or say it straight out. Alas, I wasn’t that woman. Going through my purchases had tested my comfort level with the brothers taking it to the limit.

  Chapter 14

  Layla

  Nate’s gaze dipped to my lips, which I automatically swept my tongue across, my pulse beginning to speed up. He leaned in and the feeling of anticipation intensified.

  A little closer.

  He was less than an inch away.

  He was going to kiss me and I longed for it to happen. The fact Darrin was to my left was lost on me for the moment as his lips touched mine. Closing my eyes, I sighed against his mouth as he slipped a hand behind my head, fisting my hair.

  His kiss was tender and full of promise. I leaned into the kiss, my lips parting in a soft gasp. As my lips parted, he deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping between them.

  Oh wow. The kiss was making my entire body tingle, from the top of my head straight down to the tips of my toes. I reached out and grasped the front of his shirt. He looked so damned sexy in the uniform. I liked seeing him in it almost as much as I liked seeing him out of it.

  Nate pulled back and I muttered my displeasure. I followed his gaze to Darrin, who had yet to move from his reclined position in the arm chair, but I could see the look of hunger in his eyes. I was receiving the identical look from Nate currently.

  Yet there was something else in his gaze as well. Uncertainty. As my stare locked with Darrin’s, Nate leaned into me, his mouth grazing the side of my neck, causing me to moan and tilt my head to the side, giving him better access to the tender flesh. “Do you want me, honey?” he whispered in my ear.

  I nodded, giving him a breathless answer of yes…

  “Do you want my brother? Do you want us devouring every inch of your stunning body?” His mouth moved further up to nip at my earlobe.

  I closed my eyes and moaned. “Yesssssss.”

  “Then go to him. Show him how much you want to feel him in you. Both of us in you.” He released my earlobe and sat back on the sofa, his gaze burning hot desire into me. “Do it.”

  Slowly, I opened my eyes and once again my gaze settled on the quiet, yet sweet, Darrin Striker. He was wearing a grey t-shirt with NYPD written across the front in bold white letters. It stretched across his thick, muscular chest and lean torso. My mind wondered if his bare chest would be as perfect as his brother’s.

  “Tell him how much you want him,” Nate added in a hushed tone, leaning in once more and giving my neck another soft kiss.

  Taking a deep breath in, I forced myself to be bold and maybe get over my nerves about the situation. The men both said they wanted me. This was a sure thing. All I had to do was initiate it. Standing, my legs wobbled just slightly as I took the two steps needed to stand before the chair he was in.

  I was so damned nervous. What if I wasn’t enough for them? I was hardly wild or adventurous in the sack. What if…

  I didn’t get to the next ‘what if’ on my list, because Darrin sat up straight in the chair, his hands slipping to my hips. Sliding his hands to my bottom, he picked me up and settled back into the chair, making me to straddle his hips. My skirt, which was knee length and flowing, slipped up my thighs until it was barely covering my bottom as I settled down onto him.

  Placing a hand on the side of his face, I lowered my head until our lips touched. As my lips ghosted his, his hands slipped under my skirt and settled over my white lace panties. The heat of his hands amped up the yearning within me.

  As my lips teased his, not yet ready to deepen the kiss, I rubbed my pelvis against him, feeling his hard, thick, erect dick under me. He squeezed my buttocks, his fingers creeping inwards and down towards my core as I rocked
against him.

  He groaned against my teasing lips, his tongue forcing my lips apart and searching out my own. Our tongues touching, in combination with the feeling of his hardness under me, caused a fire of need to flare up in me. My need was becoming so intense that my panties began to dampen. I wiggled on his lap, not just to feel the sensation of his hardness against my lace covered clit, but to help ease the discomfort of wet lace working its way between my folds.

  Rocking against him, our lips and tongues frolicking, my mind shut out the world around me until I felt a presence behind me, quickly followed by the feeling of a strong set of hands snaking around my torso and up to cup my breasts. The hands were quickly followed by lips working their way up the side of my neck.

  My God, I loved when a man kissed my neck. The warmth of his breath in combination to the light nibbles and flicking of his teasing tongue was amplifying the need already building inside of me.

  His hands found the buttons on my red semi-sheer blouse and began to undo them. One by one the dainty pearl buttons gave way to his fingers.

  Darrin broke off the kiss and began working his way along my jaw and to the side of my neck. As Darrin’s lips roamed my jawline, Nate finished undoing the final button and he grasped my chin in his hand, forcing me to turn my head so his lips could have a turn teasing mine.

  “Nate,” I managed to gasp before his lips came crashing down on mine. This time the kiss wasn’t sweet, or tender, but forceful and urgent, showing me that he needed me just as much as I needed him—correction them.

  Leaving my jaw, Darrin’s lips continued their journey down the side of my neck and across my collarbone until he reached the center of my chest. He paused, as if unsure as to if he should continue.

  Reaching out to him, I arched my back, thrusting my chest up and towards him, urging him to continue. Taking the hint, with a flick of the wrist, the front clasp on my white lace bra came open and my breasts sprang free. My breasts weren’t what you’d call large, a little on the small side, but I was perfectly happy and proud of my little B cups. It just meant that I’d have a little longer before gravity took its toll on them. Darrin’s mouth lowered until his face was buried between the valley of my breasts.

  Just as Darrin’s tongue began to play with my first nipple, circling its way around my areola, from behind me Nate’s hand slipped between my spread legs, stroking my slit over the wet material of my thin panties. Four hands and two mouths, all focused on me and my pleasure. Damn, every woman needed to have two men to fawn over them and make them feel this way.

  My fingers began to fumble with the buttons on Darrin’s shirt. I needed to see and feel the hard muscle that lay beneath. Once open, I pushed the material aside and ran my hands up and down his chest, my fingertips tracing the lines of hard muscle.

  Nate’s finger slipped under the fabric of my panties and began to tease my clit, working it as Darrin sucked and nipped at my nipple. Oh God, the pleasure. Nate was relentless and I began moving along with his finger, humping his hand. The jolts of pleasure being given to me from Darrin’s mouth in combination with Nate’s fingers were rapidly taking me to the point of no return. It felt so damned good, so amazing that it almost hurt.

  “Please, please, please.” The words were muttered from my lips as I closed my eyes and let the pleasure overwhelm me, sweeping me up in a tidal wave of pleasure so intense that my entire body convulsed. And then I was overtaken by an intense sense of relief as the tension was released in a gush of my juices on Nate’s teasing fingers.

  “Mmm.” Nate removed his fingers from me and I turned my head to look over my shoulder at him. I was rocked by another bout of desire as I watched Nate lick my juices from his digits. “Maybe we should relocate,” Nate said, taking a step back from me.

  I looked back at Darrin, who released my nipple from his lips to look up and into my eyes. The need and desire in his eyes was so intense it sent me back into a bundle of need. I wanted to move and relocate, but at the same time, I was also feeling an intense yearning to undo his jeans, pull out his dick, and slip it deep inside of me. It would be so easy to do, it would take only seconds.

  But then Nate’s lips were on my neck again, just briefly, as if to remind me he was there and waiting for my decision. My head fell back and I looked up at him. Our gazes locked and he lowered his lips to mine, kissing me with so much passion it made me dizzy. As we kissed I felt my shirt and bra being completely removed, leaving my upper half completely naked except for a blue sapphire pendant on a sterling silver chain. Ending the kiss, I slid from the armchair and Darrin’s lap. As I stood, my knees became a little shaky so I gripped Nate’s arm for support, while at the same time taking Darrin’s hand in mine and urging him to rise and follow us to the bedroom.

  While I saw passion in Darrin’s eyes, I also say how hesitant he was, no doubt still unsure of the situation. Despite his hesitation, he rose to his feet and with our fingers laced, followed me into the bedroom with Nate leading the way. The sex toys were forgotten, still on display on the living room table.

  My bed was new, and I’d decided to splurge and get a king sized, not for any other reason other than because I’d always wanted one. Though I had to admit the bed took up way more of the bedroom then I would have liked. Though in this situation, it couldn’t have been more perfect.

  As we entered the bedroom, Nate began shedding his clothing. First was his button down uniform shirt, followed by his undershirt. As he began to undo his uniform pants, I turned to Darrin and slipped his shirt from his shoulders. His expression was pure heat and yearning as I pushed the garment off and it came to rest in a pile at his feet.

  A sudden bout of shyness hit me. I wasn’t sure where it came from, but it flared up, reminding me that I was about to have sex with two drop dead gorgeous men who were both giftedly large in the penis department.

  This wasn’t me, I wasn’t that girl. Misty and maybe a number of others from my former sorority may have been, but not me. I was the nerd, the girl who did the other girls’ homework. Who watched as they all brought the jocks back to the dorms to play with while I stayed in my room reading a book or studying calculus. That was until I found myself in a long-term relationship with someone just as boring as I was.

  But here I was.

  When I looked back at Nate. He was in the process of slipping down his black boxer briefs, displaying a thick, hard erection. For me. Nate looked over at Darrin and they shared a look. I had no idea what the look meant, but when they both stepped towards me, I took a step back until the foot of the bed was at the back of my thighs. I sat down as Darrin finished undressing and they finished their approach on me. Two erect dicks stood full and proud, bobbing before my mouth.

  Two. Shit. I’d seen this happen before in porn. Women normally double fisted them when this happened. Reaching out, I grasped a brother in each hand, and upon seeing each man inhale deeply as I grasped them. I felt empowered. These men wanted me. They wanted me so much that they were willing to share me. There was no need to feel embarrassed or hesitant.

  I began stroking the brothers and they groaned in unison, a dollop of precum beginning to form at the tip of Nate’s dick. Instinctively, I leaned forward and my tongue lashed out at the tip, licking off the cum. He groaned and my confidence began to soar. My lips took him in completely, as I began to stroke his brother while teasing his cock with my mouth.

  Just when I felt Nate coming close, I released him from my mouth and then took Darrin in. Darrin immediately began to rock against my mouth, his hands slipping into my hair, fisting my locks.

  “My God, you’re amazing, baby,” Nate groaned.

  As I milked both men, the heat between my legs increased, my pussy clenching and aching from the need for them. But I was determined. I was going to have both the men begging me by the time I was done.

  They seemed to have other plans, however.

  “No. Not this way.” Darrin pulled himself from my mouth, leaving a pearl of cum at the head
of his dick. I released Nate and looked up at Darrin, confused.

  Picking me up, Darrin tossed me further up on the bed as Nate exited the bedroom. Where was he going? I didn’t have time to contemplate because Darrin had joined me on the bed, stretching out beside me, his lips claiming mine. As our lips and tongues danced, his fingertips worked their way down my body, sending shivers through me as his fingers got lower and lower on my body until he reached the waistband of my skirt.

  As his hand reached the waistband, I felt the presence of his brother on the bed, between my legs.

  Oh God!

  Nate’s lips worked their way up my inner thigh, pushing my shirt up to my waist, slowly taunting me, stopping just an inch from the apex between my legs. Slipping his hands around my waist, I felt him pulling down the zipper in the back of my skirt and then he hooked his thumbs into the waistband, pulling it down my thighs and off.

  His lips then lowered to my stomach, just above the waistband of my panties. As he slowly peeled my panties down, his lips lowered with them, until my panties were off and his tongue was running the length of my slit to flick my clit. I cried out against Darrin’s mouth as Nate removed my panties while working my clit with his tongue.

  But then it stopped. Both men pulled away from me, leaving me panting and consumed with the need for release.

  “I’ll take back if you want bottom,” I heard one of the brothers say. Slowly I opened my eyes and looked up at Nate through the lust filled haze.

  “Sure,” came the answer from Darrin followed by the crinkle of a wrapper being opened. Slipping his arms around me, he flipped over to his back and pulled me along with him, so I was straddling his amazing body. Looking down at him I noticed for the first time two bullet hole sized scars by his right shoulder. But I didn’t have a chance to give it much thought as Darrin was lifting me and settling me onto his dick.

  His member probed at my entrance. The need was becoming unbearable as I wiggled over him, until the head was at the entrance of my core. I slowly lowered myself onto his sheathed cock. His member stretched my core as it slowly entered me, giving me relief, but at the same time ramping up the need within me.