She felt herself being lifted and then lowered onto Turk’s encouraged cock.
“Oh my God, I feel so full. It’s wonderful feeling both of you inside of me again,” she cried out.
“You are ours now and always, Stephanie Delray-Bryson, and as your Masters, we will take care and protect you with our lives,” Kane said to her as he slowly worked his cock in and out of her ass.
She felt as though she was going to burst, her hands fisted on Turk’s chest, her head was thrown back against Turk, and her mind went blank.
Stephanie felt her body light up as her men established a rhythm, their strokes stretching her more with each thrust.
Kane reached around and ran his finger over her clit, and she exploded, screaming out as her body shook from her orgasm.
They continued to thrust inside her until their own harsh cries of release came.
So overcome by the sensations and emotions washing through her, Stephanie’s voice wobbled. “I love both of you so much.”
“Come lie beside me, baby, while Kane goes and gets cleaned up.”
Kane pulled out of her and released her so Turk could lower her to the bed beside him. Stephanie smothered a groan as her pussy clenched, not really ready to give Turk’s cock up.
Wrapping his arm around her, she rested her head on his big shoulder and sighed. She lifted her head to smile up at him, watching him through her lashes.
It only took Kane a few minutes before he had cleaned up and had come back to bed with a warm cloth. Lifting one leg slightly, he wiped between them from her overly sensitized clit to her slightly sore behind before tossing it on the nightstand and cuddling up beside her.
They made love to her twice more during the night, and each time left her stunned and amazed at their stamina. After the last bout, she’d barely managed to walk to the washroom.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn’t believe that the woman staring back from it was actually her. Her lips were swollen from her men’s domination, and yet she’d never felt freer.
Turning the light off, she turned back into the bedroom and stopped short, a smile spreading across her face at the sight of two very large men, both lying on their stomachs, snoring.
Instead of crawling back in with them, she decided that, even though she was exhausted, she knew her brain wouldn’t be able to shut off for a couple of hours yet.
In the kitchen, she grabbed a glass and filled it with lemonade from the fridge before sitting at the table. Taking a big drink, she thought back over the last ten years and realized that, as painful as their separation was, she and Kane were much better off with Turk as part of their family. He brought a brightness to their lives, and without him, they wouldn’t have been as complete.
So caught up in her dreamy thoughts, she hadn’t heard Kane and Turk enter the kitchen.
“Are you having trouble sleeping, baby girl?” Turk asked, startling her and causing her to jump in her chair, spilling a small amount of her lemonade on her hand and the table.
“Sheesh, Turk, warn a girl before you sneak up on her.” She smiled.
“You were so lost in thought that I didn’t think you’d even hear me say something to you. What were you in such deep thought about, Steph?” Turk asked and pulled a chair out to sit on.
Smiling coyly over at him, she said, “Just thinking about how lucky I am to have such wonderful men in my life.”
Leaning over to pick her up and take her seat with her on his lap, Kane wrapped both arms around her and nuzzled the side of her neck causing giant goose bumps all over her body.
“We’ll never betray the trust that you have given to us, angel eyes, but if you have worries about anything, you need to talk to us. There will be no running away for any of us anymore.”
Turk had gotten a roll of paper towels and pulled some off to wipe off the table then tossed the roll onto the countertop.
“I could have used that to wipe my hand, Turk. It’s all sticky from where it got juice spilled on it.”
Lifting her hand to his mouth, Kane proceeded to slowly lick her hand, his eyes flaring with renewed passion.
Standing with her still in his arms, Kane sat her on the table and ripped the T-shirt she’d grabbed to cover herself before coming downstairs earlier.
“As your Masters, angel eyes, it is our privilege to care for you in all things in our home. We love you and want you to have a wonderful life with us. We want to spoil you rotten for the rest of your days.” Kane smiled as he slowly used his hips to nudge open her thighs so he could fit between them. Turk was holding her as she lay down spread out on the table.
Sitting up a little, she balanced, leaning back on her forearms, and she said, “Haven’t you realized it yet, you two? Without you in my life, I am incomplete. I don’t need you to spoil me to know that you both love me. I feel it and live it every day, from the time I get up until I fall asleep, exhausted from your lovemaking. Just love me, that’s all I want.” Stephanie looked back and forth between the two men, a devilish smile crossing her face.
“Is there a reason I’m naked on our kitchen table, boys?” she asked, lying back again, the smile never leaving her face.
“I think that we’re both in the mood for a midnight snack, and it looks like you’re on the menu, baby,” Turk said and latched his mouth onto her breast as Kane pulled up a chair and sat between he parted thighs.
“Mmm…just how I like my desserts, sweet and juicy.” Kane gave her a lopsided grin before diving his tongue into her pussy. They kept her on the table for what seemed like hours, bringing her to orgasm repeatedly before Turk picked her up and carried her to bed.
“We’ll rest now, baby, and tomorrow we’ll head off to the special place that Kane and I have picked for our honeymoon.” Kissing her forehead as he laid her on the bed, he crawled in beside her as Kane did the same on the other side, both men tired yet anxious to head out to Scotland tomorrow for their honeymoon. It was the one place that Stephanie had said she’d always loved to see one day, and they were happy that they would be there to share it with her.
Grousing a little when Kane pulled her back against his chest, Stephanie asked, “What time is our flight tomorrow?”
“It’s not until the evening, so you can sleep in in the morning, and you are going to need all the rest you can get, angel eyes, because I don’t know when we are going to let you out of bed again.”
Smiling, Stephanie cuddled back against him and lifted her leg over Turk’s thigh. “Is that supposed to be a bad thing?”
Chuckling quietly, Kane said, “No, baby girl, you in our bed is never a bad thing, now go to sleep.”
Taking his order to heart, Stephanie closed her eyes and was out in a matter of minutes, no longer dreaming of the “what ifs” with Kane, but rather of the “whens” with both her men.
THE END
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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