by Chloe Lang
He and Jacob had stripped out of their clothes while she’d been blindfolded. Seeing their glistening muscles and hard cocks drove her mad with desire. They wanted her, and God knew she had to have them.
“Masters. Please. Please. I need you.”
“And you will have us,” Josh said, climbing to the bed with his back to the mattress.
Jacob lifted her off the floor. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. He moved onto the mattress, lowering her down onto Josh. When she felt Josh’s hands part her ass cheeks and the head of his dick press on her anus, she took in a deep breath and let it out slowly.
“That’s right, angel,” Jacob said. “Relax.”
The plug had stretched her ass some but Josh’s cock stretched her out even more.
“God, her ass feels so good.” Josh’s lusty tone made her tremble.
Jacob kissed her, making her toes curl. He climbed on top of her. “And I want to feel her pussy.”
It felt good to be between them, to feel their bodies pressing on her skin.
The head of Jacob’s cock pressed on her pussy’s wet flesh. He slid his cock slowly into her body. Her Masters were inside her, both of them.
Josh began thrusting into her ass, in and out. Jacob joined in, matching his rhythm with Josh’s. Even without the earbuds, she could hear the steady beat of the drums, she could feel it in her pulse. In and out. Faster and faster. Deeper and deeper. She writhed between them, clawing at their male flesh.
No more running as long as they held her. This was where she belonged. She was theirs. Forever. She would give them anything they asked. The plunges increased, pushing her past the edge.
As the explosive orgasm shot through her body, she felt them come inside her.
“Yes. Yes. God, Yes.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Several days after Destiny’s Annual Paintball Extravaganza had ended, Carrie got out of the truck and looked up at the giant dragon statue in front of the O’Leary mansion.
“Sam’s brother must really love dragons,” she said to Josh and Jacob.
“Wait until Dragon Week next March, angel,” Jacob said. “You’ll learn exactly how much Patrick loves dragons.”
He and Josh guided her around all the cars parked in the circular driveway. Ethel, Sam, and Patrick were throwing this party to thank all the local volunteers for the event. They were wonderful people.
Josh knocked on the door.
Sam opened it. “Welcome. It’s so good to see you.” He leaned over and gave her a hug.
“It’s good to see you, too,” she said, kissing him on the cheek.
Sam shook Josh and Jacob’s hands. “Everything is ready.”
They walked into the grand foyer. In the center of the space was a wooded table with Ethel’s trophy lit from above.
Carrie grinned. She deserves to be champion.
Sam led them down a hall to the ballroom, where the party was being held. Oddly, she didn’t hear any noise coming from the room. They couldn’t be the first to arrive. There had been so many cars outside. Why so quiet?
Sam opened the large wooden doors.
She saw the crowd and heard them scream, “Welcome to Destiny, Carrie Dixon!”
“Oh my God,” she said, unable to stop grinning. “How did you pull this off?”
“It’s easy when Ethel is in charge,” Josh said, squeezing her hand.
Jena ran up to her with Kimmie, Happiness running around their feet.
“Did we surprise you, Aunt Carrie?”
She bent down. “You sure did. I had no idea.”
“Yay.” Kimmie clapped her hands together. “They even made you a cake.”
“They did?”
“Uh-huh.”
Jena smiled. “There’s more than cake in store for you, Carrie. Guys, you ready to take her to the staircase?”
“We sure are,” Jacob said.
Everyone they passed on the way to the stairs welcomed her with smiles and handshakes.
“I feel like a celebrity,” she whispered to Josh and Jacob.
“You are, angel,” Jacob said.
At the foot of the stairs Ethel stood between Sam and Patrick. Those three looked like royalty to Carrie. The two kings with their queen.
When they reached the landing in the middle of the winding staircase, Josh and Jacob stopped.
“What are we doing, guys?” She looked out on all the wonderful people of Destiny. All eyes were on her, Josh, and Jacob. “We’re holding up the party.”
Josh and Jacob got down on their knees in front of her. In unison they said, “Carrie Dixon, will you make us the happiest men in the world and marry us?” Josh held her hand and Jacob brought out a big diamond engagement ring.
Stunned, she brought her hand up to her mouth. “Oh my goodness. Yes. Yes. Yes. I will marry you.”
The crowd cheered, as Jacob slipped the ring on her finger. He and Josh wrapped their arms around her, drowning her in kisses.
I finally found home.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Chloe Lang began devouring romance novels during summers between college semesters as a respite to the rigors of her studies. Soon, her lifelong addiction was born, and to this day, she typically reads three or four books every week.
For years, the very shy Chloe tried her hand at writing romance stories, but shared them with no one. After many months of prodding by an author friend, Sophie Oak, she finally relented and let Sophie read one. As the prodding turned to gentle shoves, Chloe ultimately did submit something to Siren-BookStrand. The thrill of a life happened for her when she got the word that her book would be published.
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