by Dakota Dawn
“Not funny about Branda. We all know that was Cason’s and Carlo’s fault. And good luck getting Gaven drunk. I think he’s immune to alcohol. I tried it once and woke up on his couch the next morning to the sound of him singing off key while he cooked breakfast. My head hurt like a son of a bitch all damn day. Trust me, don’t try it,” Troy cautioned.
“I’m sure we’ll get it out of him someday. For now, let’s take advantage of the dart board in his absence,” Trey encouraged as he threw a dart.
Chapter Seventeen
Branda was close to tears.
She couldn’t stand the idea of being away from the twins. A tear slid down her cheek as she helped Trey pack. “I’m going to miss you two so much. Why can’t one of you stay?”
“Ah, baby, don’t cry. We are going to miss you, too. The time will go by quickly. We’ll be back before you know it. Trent will be here. If you need anything, let him know. He’s here for you.”
“Tell me about him. Why does he hurt so badly?” Pain radiated from her voice.
Skirting the question, Trey mumbled, “He’s all right, really. Once you get to know him, he’s a great guy. He’d do anything for family and friends.”
She needed to know what had happened to Trent, he was her family, too. “I know he loves his family and friends, but don’t lie to me. The look in his eyes when he had to kiss my wrist was pure pain. He’s hurting, hurting bad. As part of the family, shouldn’t I know why? What if there was something I could do to help him?”
Sitting on the bed, he patted the spot next to him. She took the seat and shifted to look at him. Resting his hand on her thigh, he turned sorrow-filled eyes on her. Pain pierced her heart, and she hoped she could handle this. Deep down she had a feeling she’d just jumped out of the frying pan and into the fire.
A brief, tight smile crossed his lips. “Three years ago Trent was in a wreck. Troy and I saw it happen. We were all going to a club. Trent was in his car with his girlfriend. Troy and I were following, a couple of cars back, in Troy’s truck. A delivery truck didn’t stop for his red light. He plowed right into Trent’s car. They didn’t stand a chance. Troy swerved, and we bounced off a few parked cars. By the time we got to Trent’s car, his girlfriend was dead and Trent was unconscious. The smell of fuel was strong so we pulled him from the car. Before we could go back for her body, the car exploded. Trent came to and started fighting to get to her. It took both of us to hold him down. His face was bleeding and his cheekbone was visible. He didn’t care. He couldn’t feel anything but his broken heart. He kept screaming at us to let him up, that we were killing his woman. We repeatedly tried to make him understand that she died on impact, but he just kept screaming.”
Trey stopped talking. His face was tight, and his eyes distant. Branda could tell he was reliving the accident. Her heart ached for him.
He swallowed hard a few times. Branda reached out and squeezed his hand. Regaining control, he continued, “He couldn’t be calmed. When the EMS showed up, we gave them permission to give him a shot to knock him out. He struggled and fought until the medicine took over and forced him into unconsciousness. The EMS usually don’t give shots like that, but he was so distraught they had to. It was extremely painful to watch.”
Trey’s sad eyes captured hers. “He doesn’t look for his vero amore, because he thinks she died in that car three years ago. But we know it is not so. The blessing protects our women from an early death. He never did the test on her. I think he didn’t because he wanted her to be the one. The whole family knows she wasn’t the one. He’s the only one who doesn’t know. In his heart, his vero amore is dead. That is why it hurt him so badly to kiss your wrist.”
Tears rolled down her cheeks. “Oh, Trey. That’s horrible. You’ve all been through so much.” Each of Trey’s words had felt like a stab to her heart. Sharp and excruciatingly painful. Taking deep breaths, she tried to get her emotions under control. The three of them had been through hell. Trent’s eyes showed it the most. Fresh pain rolled through her. Branda’s heart ached for him.
Taking her in his arms, he held her closely to his chest. “Aw, tesoro mio. It will be all right. You will see. One of these days, he will find his vero amore and be as happy as we are. No more tears. When we’re gone, all I want is the echoes of your blissful cries replaying over and over again in my mind.”
Pulling back, she stared up at him in shock. “Are you kidding? I can’t have sex after hearing a story like that. I’d rather go look for his vero amore. We have to help him.”
Trey’s hands stroked up and down her back in butterfly-soft strokes. “Only time will heal him. When the time is right, his woman will come into his life and he will be as happy as we are.” Leaning down, he brushed his lips across hers then licked and nipped at her lips until a needy moan whispered up from her throat.
Easing her down on the bed, he loomed over her, his strong legs straddling her softer ones. Sparks of lust shone in his eyes, making the green glow with promise. Damn, she loved their eyes.
Framing her face with his large hands, he lowered his lips to hers. Tenderly, oh so tenderly, he kissed her, licking at her lips until they parted, letting him in. Once inside, his tongue explored, tasted, and devoured her mouth. A whimper slipped past her lips and into his mouth. Answering her whimper, he ground his pelvis against hers.
Powerful hands slipped under her shirt and caressed from her soft belly to the undersides of her braless breasts. He was killing her. She needed him to touch her nipples, but he never did more than graze the undersides of her breasts. About to go insane, she waited until his fingers barely touched her breasts then scooted downward, trying to make his hands slid up over her nipples.
“Easy, tesoro mio. We have all night.” The husky purr of his voice wrapped around her heart, setting off wildfires in her most sensitive parts.
“I can’t wait. I need you now.” Her voice was no more than a passionate whisper. “Please.”
“Soon, tesoro mio, soon.” The promise in his softly spoken words added more kindling to her fire-stoked body.
Skimming his hands upward, he pushed her shirt up. “You have the most luscious tits I’ve ever seen. God, I love them. They are so full, so yielding. I love the way they fill my hands.” A shiver ran up her spine when he tugged her shirt from her body then filled his hands with her soft mounds.
A low moan escaped her throat when he took her nipples between his rough fingers and rolled them into stiff peaks.
Hunching her hips, she tried to find some relief from this urge to be consumed body and heart. Her need for them ran soul-deep. Something in her core told her it would always be this way.
“Trey, quit playing with her. Give her what she needs so we can move on to round two of our lovemaking.” Troy’s voice was saturated with aroused fire.
Glancing over his shoulder, she saw what round two was. Scented oil. Oh god, this was going to be good. Quick, nimble fingers unfastened her pants and pulled them and her lacey underwear down her legs and then tossed them away from the bed. Obviously Trey was as excited as she was.
Strong hands grasped her hips and hauled her to the edge of the bed. “Pull your legs up and spread them wide so I can dine on your sweet pussy. I’m going to enjoy every moment of it.”
Panting, she did as he asked. Closing her eyes tightly, she quaked with emotion, knowing what he was about to do to her was going to feel so good. Stomach clenching in ecstasy, she let out a low mewl of pleasure the second his tongue swiped across her swollen bud. Over and over, he licked the quivering folds of flesh between her thighs.
She pulled his hair as he lapped her sex with his warm tongue. She ground her teeth and moved her hips, trying to make his tongue stay on her small pearl of pleasure. He was too strong. She couldn’t make him do what she needed. Arching her back, she growled in frustration.
A chortle rose up from between her legs. Warm breath washed over her swollen clit. A shiver raced down her spine.
“Give her what sh
e wants, Trey. Make her come. I want to watch her writhe in ecstasy’s embrace.” Troy had slipped onto the bed and was speaking softly into her ear.
Letting her hands guide him to her taut clitoris, Trey sucked her sensitive flesh into his mouth. Gently he raked the top of the bundle of nerves with his teeth and flicked his tongue on the underside. Her body seized then convulsed, forcing a wild cry from her throat as waves of euphoric delight slammed over her nerves and washed away all thought. A tongue lapping at her nipple brought her slowly out of her passion-dazed state. Troy had moved to her breast and was slowly bringing her down from ecstasy’s hold.
Trey leaned back and looked lovingly at her wide-spread pussy. He licked his lips as he watched some of her slippery, magical woman cum drip out of her pink entrance and flow down to her smaller puckered entrance below. His dick jerked in response. She loved the way they looked at her with so much love and lust.
Looking up at Troy, he murmured in awe, “Her sweet little pussy and ass are so pukka. We’ll have to try them both soon.”
“Yes, her lovely entrances are of the highest quality. Today I’ll start stretching her tiny ass. Soon we’ll be able to take her to a new level of nirvana.” Troy’s agreement was whiskey-smooth.
Their inflamed words reignited the fire Trey had extinguished so perfectly within her just moments ago.
Trey stripped out of his clothes then moved to the head of the bed and placed the pillows up against the headboard. Branda sat up and watched as Troy followed suit, stripping his clothes in record time. Muscles rippled sexily as he climbed onto the bed. Trey sat with his back to the headboard, his penis hard and ready. Troy urged her to lay face up with her head in Trey’s lap, arms up overhead, holding onto Trey’s hips.
Straddling her hips, Troy poured cinnamon scented oil into the palms of his hands.
The smell teased her nostrils and made her mouth water. She wanted to taste that oil on their bodies. Her hands moved restlessly away from Trey’s strong hips. “That oil smells so good. Why don’t I put it on you guys first?”
In answer, Troy leaned down and licked her nipple then gently instructed, “Not yet, baby. Grab hold of Trey’s hips, little angel. Let me love you.”
When she didn’t move her hands overhead, Trey took them and held them in a firm grip.
In a lusty daze, she begged, “I want to taste that oil on your body. Please let me up. I need to taste it on you, to lick it off you.”
“In time I’ll let you put it on Trey’s dick and lick it off, but for now, I want your hands out of the way while I rub it into your silky skin. Do everything I ask and I’ll make sure you take a long ride on ecstasy’s back for your obedience.” Troy’s husky tone guaranteed he’d come through.
With a shiver, she relaxed in Trey’s grip and held onto his lean hips.
A whimper sounded from deep in her throat when Troy moved his oiled hands from her stomach slowly up and over the peaks of her breasts then around the sides. With long sweeping movements, he repeatedly let his hands flow from her belly to the valley between her breasts up to her collarbone then back down the sides of her breasts. She ached to feel him go over her nipples again, but he wouldn’t. With each pass, his hands came closer to the peaks, but never where she needed them to go.
Licking her lips, she watched as he poured some oil in Trey’s hands, then some more in his palms. She wanted to screech at them to stop playing with her, but she knew they wouldn’t. They wanted her on the cusp of climax before they’d give in. Gritting her teeth, she squirmed under them as Trey’s hands followed the path Troy’s had been on. Troy moved on and positioned himself between her legs. Slick hands massaged the oil into her thighs.
When she was almost there, ready to explode, Troy stopped and poured a small amount of the scented oil into Trey’s hands then into his own. After setting the oil bottle down, he commanded, “Turn over. Trey is going to rub that cinnamon oil all over his dick and balls then you are going to lick it all off. I want you on your knees with that pretty ass up in the air.”
Moving into position, she watched as Trey coated his thick cock and smooth balls with the sweet-smelling oil. As soon as he removed his hand, she took the crown of his cock into her mouth and sucked. He jerked in response and groaned loudly.
She could feel Troy watching her head bob up and down as he rubbed the oil into her ass and along the crack until he reached her backdoor. Pouring out more oil, he let it dribble down her crack and over her tiny opening.
Branda was having a hard time keeping up. She wanted nothing more than to feel every stroke, every caress, every love pat given to her body. Opening her mind, she let herself feel everything. Trey’s hands running through her hair. Troy massaging her ass and circling her rear opening with wicked skill. She would never have guessed she’d like anal play. Cinnamon melded to her tongue with every lick of Trey’s cock, opening her senses even more.
Bending over farther, Branda licked down Trey’s hard length and flicked her tongue across his shaved balls. His skin was so soft and smooth she could lick him all day.
“Oh, fuck yeah. Damn, baby.”
Trey’s passion-roughened voice made her want to drive him crazy with lust. Growing bold, she sucked one of his balls into her mouth. Flittering her tongue against the soft skin, she sucked gently at the same time.
“Oh, tesoro mio. Ti amo. Ti amo. I love you,” Trey crooned the words then started moaning in pure bliss.
Troy started rubbing his wide cockhead against Branda’s swollen clit. “Your sweet juices are dripping onto my cock. Do you know how hot that is?” Back and forth he pressed into her wet folds spreading her lips wide and bumping directly into her engorged bundle of nerves.
Vibrations traveled from her moaning lips to the core of Trey’s tight balls. His moans intertwined with hers.
Troy’s cock kept on prodding the bud of her passion even as his index finger massaged her puckered anal opening. He added more oil then more pressure, slowly inserting his finger a little way inside her ass then he’d pull his finger back. Each time, her tight ring of muscle opened a little more. He carefully and patiently caressed the opening, making sure she enjoyed every moment of it.
Oh lord, he made it feel so good. They were all focused on what Troy was doing. Her mouth had stopped sucking and now only rested on Trey’s balls. A quick glance up revealed that Trey was watching every move Troy made. It was obvious to her that they all wanted it to be an extremely pleasurable experience.
Adding more oil, Troy toyed with her opening and pressed in every few seconds. A breathless moan slipped past her lips every time he went a little deeper.
Needing even more she cried out, “Oh, more Troy, more.”
A blunt fingertip circled the sweet opening then pressed inward. She felt the tight ring give completely. Branda gasped when he suddenly filled her pussy with his cock and slid his finger deeper into her ass at the same time.
Troy stopped all movement, letting her get accustomed to the feel of his finger in her ass while his cock stretched the walls of her pussy. She appreciated that, but within a minute she needed more. She pushed her hips back and his finger slid in deeper. “Easy, baby. Don’t move too fast. I want you to enjoy this. Be real still and I’ll move for you.”
Keeping his dick buried balls deep inside her heated sheath, he carefully slid his finger farther into her puckered back opening then pulled out until just the tip was left in her hot little ass. Her muscles loosened a bit more with every inward slide of his finger in and out. Pouring more oil on her pink opening, he slid a second finger into her, working it in slow precise movements.
As he worked the second finger into her body, she felt a rush of fiery pleasure take over her senses. Her body shook with a fierce need to be taken, dominated. “Ooooh, don’t stop. That feels sooo good. Oh god, don’t stop. Harder.”
Troy placed a light kiss on her shoulder. “I know what you need to reach the stars,” He caressed her ass then commanded, “Take Trey’s cock d
eep into that hot, wet mouth of yours.”
She immediately complied and groaned as waves of bliss rocked her nerve endings.
“Good girl. Now suck him until he comes in your mouth. Swallow every drop his dick offers you. Don’t spill a bit.”
Trey growled as she sucked and licked at the crest of his penis. Tremors shook his balls, and made them draw up and tighten. The pulse in his cock pounded as he released his creamy seed into her sucking mouth. Holding tightly to her head, he cried out loudly as rapture took hold of him.
Troy pumped in and out of her wet channel with his swollen dick, his fingers scissoring in her ass, stretching it, stroking her sensitive flesh until she released a muffled scream. Her body jerked hard. He moved his free hand off her hip and pressed his thumb against her clit. Shudders racked her frame as a tidal wave-sized orgasm crashed through her. Through it all, her mouth never released Trey’s dick. Reveling in the way it jerked as he trembled in orgasmic pleasure, she never wanted to let go.
Her muffled screams died down only to be replaced by loud moaning sounds. Her body continued to quiver as aftershocks of ecstasy rocked through her system as extreme pleasure swept her away to a blissful place.
“You are so damn hot. Your inner muscles are clamping my dick in a powerful milking action. Fuck.” Sounding on the verge of release Troy cried out, “Oh fuck. You’re so fucking sweet.” His semen shot into her body and he growled from the power of his orgasm. Every surge of pleasure that nonstop washed through her had him moaning as well. “I’m so glad you are mine. Mine—forever.”
Yes she belonged to them. Love spiked in her heart at that thought. Releasing Trey’s softening dick Branda collapsed onto Trey’s lap. Going down with her, Troy unhurriedly eased his fingers from the yielding ring of her anus then pulled his semi-erect cock from her still-quaking vagina.
Troy ambled away with sluggish steps. She could hear water being turned on and knew he was cleaning up. When he came back he brought two partially damp towels. He handed Trey one then gently turned her over and cleaned her up. A lump formed in her throat at the love and tenderness he showered upon her.
