by Jana Leigh
“You're the most amazing woman I have ever met, darlin'.” She heard Drake’s voice, the tension in it unmistakable.
She heard a rip and felt her robe being torn from her. She thought it impossible to get any wetter. She closed her legs as she felt the air from the window she had opened a while ago on her wet folds.
“Uh, uh,” she heard Drake laugh. “I want those thighs wide open.”
Moaning into Joel’s mouth, she felt Drake pull her left leg until her foot touched his hip. Joel, meanwhile, lifted his mouth from hers and moved her right leg until her foot braced itself on the bed. With her legs now splayed wide open, Drake had a good view of her pussy. His eyes darkened even further as he reached for her, running his fingers through her soaked folds, then spearing a large finger inside her. Lying naked, spread wide, with Drake’s and Joel’s undivided attention, she felt more desirable than she had ever felt in her life. They appeared to be mesmerized by everything about her.
She shook so hard with desire now that she would gladly do whatever they asked of her if only they would hurry and do something! She wanted to be fucked as she never had before.
“Please,” she whimpered, past caring how wanton she sounded.
“Please, what, darlin?” Drake asked deviously. He knew just what they had done to her, damn it, and more than aware of the effect it had on her. His finger was in her pussy, for Christ sake. He knew the height of her arousal and still he continued to tease her.
She moved restlessly on his finger and their wicked grins told her they enjoyed the show. “You have got to feel how tight she is,” Drake told his brother. He pulled his finger out of her and almost immediately, she felt another push into her.
Harper heard Joel moan, “If her pussy is that tight, can you imagine how tight her ass is gonna be?”
“What!” Harper tried to close her legs to no avail. Both men had a grip on her and she couldn’t move anywhere.
“I don’t do that!” Harper said indignantly.
“Do what, darlin’?” Joel asked. “Don’t get fucked in the ass?”
“I’ve never been taken there,” she admitted, then gasped and arched again as Drake touched her clit. “Like that, baby?”
Her mind went blank as Joel continued to stroke her pussy, adding another finger as she heard him tell Drake that she needed to be stretched a little more. She felt the bed move. Her eyes closed again as Drake turned to her, keeping her legs parted for their touch. He teased her clit mercilessly, circling it until she moved to try to make contact with his finger. He avoided her easily, making her sob in frustration.
“Have you ever had anything in your ass?” Joel asked, hoping her arousal wiped out embarrassment. “A finger, a butt plug, anything?”
“Nooooo! Please, please, please! I’m ready. For the love of God fuck me.” Joel looked over to see Drake looking as amused as he felt.
She had obviously never had this kind of attention, had never been aroused to this extent and they had only just started. He watched as Drake touched his finger to her clit and gave her what she craved. She arched and came in complete abandon, beautiful as her skin flushed a rosy pink. She screamed, and then whimpered like a kitten as his brother brought her down gently. He wished he could have had his mouth on her. He would, though, he promised himself. He couldn't wait to get his mouth on that hot pussy.
He had only intended a little petting to start, but their little darlin’ had gone up in flames. She responded so well to every touch that it surprised him he hadn't come in his sweats. Watching her come had been more arousing than anything he could remember had. Already beautiful to him, when she came she blew him away. He wanted to get his mouth on that pussy. Since he and Drake had all but claimed her for their own, his desire to taste her grew even stronger. He wanted to shove his cock inside her so deep that she would feel it in her throat.
But as tight as she felt, he and Drake would have to be gentle with her as they stretched her to accept them. They would get Harper so hot, she would beg them to fill her.
Laying his vicious woman back on the cool, crisp sheets, he stood and tore off his clothing, his eyes never leaving the beautiful woman on the bed. Harper’s eyes widened as she watched them undress, starting to look a little nervous as she saw them naked for the first time.
Joel saw how Harper’s eyes moved back and forth as she watched him and Drake undressing. He couldn’t wait to sink into her, any part of her, and he knew by the look on his brother’s face that he felt the same. Drake shifted, drawing Joel’s attention and, out of Harper’s sight, reminded his friend with a gesture that they had to slow down. Joel nodded and took a deep breath before reaching for her.
Harper could hardly believe this. She had just had the most incredible orgasm of her life, still weak from it as she watched Drake and Joel undress. She shifted, uncomfortably aware of how wet she was and embarrassed. She wanted a few minutes alone. She asked the only thing that came to mind. “Can I take a shower?”
“Later,” Drake promised. “Joel and I will give you a bath.” No one had bathed her since she had been a little girl and she wasn’t sure she would be comfortable with being bathed by Drake and Joel. But all thoughts of a bath went out of her head as they finished undressing.
Dressed, they were intimidating. Naked, they were lethal. She knew that both Drake and Joel were fit, but not an inch of flab could be seen on them anywhere. Years of working for the military showed in the way their muscles shifted as they moved. Drake removed his boxers and Harper’s eyes widened as she took in his size. She wondered frantically how she would be able to accept him into her body. He looked thicker than her wrist and long. She glanced over as Joel’s boxers came off and moaned. Almost as thick as Drake, his cock looked even longer. “I don’t think this is going to work,” she blurted nervously. Drake and Joel looked at each other and smiled at her reassuringly.
“We’re going to fit inside you like we were meant to, sweetheart,” Drake promised as he brushed her cheek with his thumb and moved in, taking her lips in a kiss so possessive and hungry it curled her toes.
Drake’s kiss proved to be just as intoxicating as Joel’s, but where Joel’s lips had been teasing, Drake’s demanded. His tongue swept through her mouth, tangling with hers, possessively exploring, demanding a response Harper couldn't withhold. He lifted his head to gaze at her hungrily. Harper lifted her hands to his white hair, grasping handfuls of its thick silkiness.
As he lowered his head to her breast, scraping her nipple with his sharp teeth, she felt Joel move between her thighs. She sucked in a breath as Drake nipped and sucked at her breasts, using his lips, his tongue, and his teeth, thoroughly exploring them, seeming to gauge her response to every touch.
Joel parted her folds with his thumbs, making her squirm. She didn’t think it possible to get aroused again so soon after having such a mind-blowing orgasm.
“I’m gonna taste this sweet pussy, darlin’,” she heard him say even as she felt him part her further, her legs over his broad shoulders, keeping them open. Drake paused and looked over his shoulder and watched Joel lower his head to Harper’s pussy.
Drake heard Harper’s gasp as she jolted in his arms when Joel’s tongue swept through her folds. He watched her eyes glaze over with passion as Joel used his mouth, thoroughly exploring the woman that they found together. He heard Joel moan and knew his brother was enjoying his first taste of their woman. He felt Harper writhe in his arms as Joel used his mouth on her, smiling when he saw his friend slide his hands under her bottom and lift her more firmly against his mouth. Drake moved to kneel on the bed, one hand stroking his throbbing cock and with the other he reached out to cup Harper’s cheek.
When she looked at his cock and licked her lips, his cock jumped. “Have you ever,” he told her.
She gasped and grinned, opening her mouth and Drake moved closer. “Will you teach me how?” she asked, looking up at him.
Drake saw Joel lift his head and knew that he’d heard her, too
. When Harper smiled at him shyly, he felt his cock jump again.
“Open your mouth, darlin'.” Drake rubbed the head of his cock on her lips. He wanted to push himself all the way into her hot mouth.
Knowing that he would be the first almost set him off, but he gritted his teeth against it and soon had himself under control, barely.
“Sweetheart,” he heard Joel as he pushed the head of his cock between her soft lips, “has anybody besides me tasted this sweet pussy?” Drake moaned as Harper shook her head, her mouth rubbing against the head of his cock.
He looked over to see the incredulous pleasure on Joel’s face. He knew just what his friend was thinking. Harper’s sexuality had barely been tapped. The woman writhing helplessly under their hands had almost no sexual experience.
It would be up to them to teach her everything. She had been fucked, but never taken in the ways Drake and Joel planned to take her. She was aroused, but it was nothing next to what they would do to her. She had never been fussed over the way they wanted to pamper her.
All the things they had done with women over the years would be brand new again as they taught their woman together. She belonged to them. Her hot mouth drove him crazy.
He’d become too aroused with his cock in her mouth for the first time to be able to show her anything, and this time he didn’t need to anyway. What she didn’t have in experience she more than made up for in enthusiasm. Drake felt ecstatic that she responded so well to them. He’d become so aroused by their woman that he struggled to maintain some kind of control when he wanted nothing more than to devour her whole.
Glancing at Joel, he saw his friend appeared just as taken with her. If the look on his face meant anything, he was sure his friend was just as taken with Harper.
Harper felt Joel position himself at her entrance and trembled in anticipation. She wanted him inside her so badly, wanted them both more than she could ever dream she’d want a man. She took as much of Drake’s cock into her mouth as she could and tried to squirm onto Joel’s but he held her still. “I’m gonna make you ours.”
She heard Joel’s voice over the loud groans that filled the room and wished he would hurry. His shallow thrusts gained ground with each thrust, but she wanted it all.
Now! Harper had never felt so wanted in her life, had never felt so feminine as she took Drake’s and Joel’s cocks. Drake’s taste filled her with heat and she couldn’t get enough of it.
His response to having her mouth on him drove her wild. She felt powerful and wicked as she used her tongue on him and tried to suck him as far as she could into her mouth. She heard his moans and felt his hands tighten on her as she sucked him deep, wanting him to lose the control she knew he was trying so desperately to hold on to.
She arched as Joel made love to her. She couldn’t prevent the constant moans coming from deep in her throat as Drake and Joel drew responses from her that had lay dormant for years.
Every inch of her body hummed. She arched, forcing Joel’s cock further into her dripping pussy and groaned at the fullness.
“Easy, darlin’,” he said from between clenched teeth. “I don’t want to hurt you.” She squirmed restlessly and sucked harder at Drake. She burned and needed more and tried to move but Drake and Joel easily controlled her.
She felt Drake tighten and try to pull away. She sucked harder and scraped her teeth warningly over his cock, ignoring his tense “Fuck!”
Her hands tightened on him, one holding the base of his cock, not allowing him to pull away, and the other cupping the full sack between his thighs. She felt his fists tighten in her hair. “Baby, I’m gonna come. Let go,” he growled.
As Joel pushed his full length into her, Harper doubled her efforts and she heard Drake moan. “Fuck,” she heard Drake bite out as he filled her mouth with his seed.
Swallowing frantically, she continued to suck every bit from him as he stroked her hair. “You’re amazing, baby,” he crooned, pulling out of her mouth to move beside her on the bed.
“You belong to us now, don’t you? Give it to us.” Harper heard Drake’s words as Joel pushed deeper inside her.
The full feeling had her trembling helplessly. “Darlin’, you feel fantastic,” Joel groaned. “You’re so tight!”
“Harder!” Harper pleaded. She was so close. As Joel continued his slow smooth strokes, Drake’s mouth on her breasts tormented her further.
“I don’t want to hurt you, darlin’.” Joel held her hips firmly in his strong hands, not allowing her to push his cock deeper as she writhed, desperate to come.
Her clit throbbed. When she felt Drake’s hand cover her abdomen, she whimpered. “Please! I need more. Touch me!”
Drake lifted his head and his eyes met hers. She saw the tenderness in their depths as she felt his fingers move lower. She knew when Joel’s control finally snapped.
His thrusts became harder. His hands tightened on her hips. He buried himself to the hilt inside her, his cock hitting her womb. She came in a fierce orgasm that wrung a scream from her, frightening her with its intensity. She dimly heard Joel groan as he pounded into her.
“Fuck,” he panted. “Her pussy’s milking my cock. So fucking hot!” He surged into her with one last powerful thrust, holding her hips firmly in place as she felt Drake’s touch on her sensitive clit.
“No more! No more!” Shaking her head weakly, she lifted her hand toward Drake. She felt Joel’s pulsing cock splash his seed deep inside her as Drake’s fingers moved on her clit.
“Once more, baby,” she heard Drake croon. Grasping her outstretched hand firmly in his, he and Joel wrung another rippling orgasm from her. Harper never wanted to move again. She felt more sated than any self-induced orgasm had ever made her feel.
Chapter Thirteen
“Shit, dude, my eyes are like fucking burning here,” Brian said. “No one should see their brother and their best friend's ass in the same bed, kinda creepy.”
Drake opened his eyes to see Brian leaning over him. He turned and looked, Harper was laying there peaceful like and curled up against Joel. He grinned. The night had only gotten better.
They had made love one more time, and then fallen into bed exhausted. Harper was more than they could have ever asked for. She was smart, sexy, funny, and she already held both of their hearts, even if they hadn’t said it last night.
“Fuck you, man,” Drake whispered.
“Hey, they can’t hear me, or you right now, we are good. I need to talk to you,” Brian said and Drake laid back and sighed.
“Okay, let's talk,” he said and waited for Brian to continue.
Finally his friend spoke, “Our last mission solo together.”
“Yeah, the one where we blew the dock?” Drake asked and laughed.
“Yeah, that one. Remember what happened in the end? It is the final piece of the puzzle, but you have time to remember, I am just giving you a heads up. When all is said and done, you need to remember the mission,” Brian said.
“I thought we were beyond the cryptic shit, isn't that what you told me?” Drake grumbled.
“No, I said when Joel was in danger I didn’t have to, I had permission, Joel was gonna die if I didn’t. This will explain the last question you will have, and help you finally realize that some things are connected even though you cut the head off the snake, there is always someone to replace them,” Brian said.
“What the hell, we have to keep this shit up. I thought it was saving our family that was our last mission. Finding everyone, helping them, and bringing the man responsible for you and the other's deaths to justice,” Drake said, sitting up and staring at his friend in anger.
“That is your mission, however, this last piece will give you the closure you will not have because in the end, that is all that you seek,” Brian said sadly. “Our deaths, although tragic, were necessary. There are so many soldiers in the world, cut off from their families, and coming back and leaving again. Those men are the ones you are all fighting for as well. Becau
se taking this threat out will keep them safe. The future soldiers—the past soldiers—and the present soldiers, will all be in danger of fighting a battle that can never be won, and never know the purpose for what they are doing. We all come back broken—we all have issues. You have seen it—lived it—and are going to live with it the rest of your lives. However, in the peace you get, the answer will be clear. Our men served their country well, and they deserve to be recognized more than just one day a year. Although special, the fact is at least one dies daily. I can give you the names of every soldier who has died on every day since the beginning of time. I can also give you the men they are watching over, and the families they left behind. The list would overwhelm you. That is not your job though. You will complete it and move on. But someone will ask a question, you will have the answer, and that will save more lives. Because of that you need to remember. Remember their loved ones, remember their sacrifices, and when push comes to shove—remember all of them. Be thankful they had our backs, and make sure you have theirs in the future. You guys are bigger than life itself—so many people appreciate what you do. Give them a chance to show you.”
“Having a Yoda moment here, big guy. I understand, hell we all do but you know it has never been for the glory. It has always been to protect this country—no matter if we come back fucked up, or no one stops to shake our hand and thank us. Heck, no one thanks the waitress at McDonalds either. Our society has become numb to the reality of violence. Everyone is seeing it now, it touches so many people that when they look at us—they see men with a job—not men with a purpose. That is the difference right now.” Drake shrugged.
“Well, maybe it will change, maybe it won’t. Don’t let the people fool you though. They care, but we have built up so many walls, not allowing people in. Sometimes we need to stop and let them thank us—let them shake our hands and tell us how much they appreciate us. Hell, I hate talking to people, but seeing things here—it is like I had shut myself off because I was blaming everyone for having to see the ugliness. Not that I didn’t sign up for the job, I knew what I was getting into. But coming back is the hardest, and once the parades are done, and the people forget we were once gone for months on end—that is when you are going to need them the most. Just allow yourself to feel their support. Now, go back to bed, and think about the mission,” Brian said.
