by Marla Monroe
She laughed and wiped her hands on her jeans before sticking out her left hand. Brent watched as his brother slipped the diamond on her finger. There was a light blue stone on either side of the one carat diamond. They hadn’t gone overboard despite wanting to. Instead they had decided to spend a little more money on the bands and a necklace that had three hearts intertwined with each child’s birthstone on it. They were almost as excited about the necklace as they were about the engagement ring.
Brent kissed her and dragged her toward the house. “So, now it’s time for engagement sex.”
She burst out laughing. “Is there ever a time that’s not for sex with you?”
“Nope.”
“How soon can we get married?” Kent asked.
“The sooner the better, babe,” he said.
Erica grinned. “I guess it depends on how soon we can get the paperwork in order and get your family back down here.”
Kent grinned. “Taken care of. They’re already planning to be here in two weeks. Is that fine with you?”
“Perfect. I’ll invite Sarah and a few other friends. All I have to do is find a dress and clothes for the kids and we’ll be ready,” she told them. “I can’t believe I’m getting married!”
“So let’s go celebrate!” Brent said.
Before she could say anything more, Brent picked her up and carried her through the house to the stairs. When he started up the stairs she screamed for him to put her down before he dropped her.
“Are you doubting my strength?” he demanded in a mock stern voice.
“No, I’m doubting my ability to bounce. Put me down!”
He did. As soon as they made it to the bedroom, he dropped her on the mattress where she bounced once before they attacked. In a frenzy of moves, all three of them tore off their clothes until they lay naked, panting at the effort.
“Oh, God! Are we getting old? I can’t believe we’re having to rest after taking off our clothes before we can even get to the sex!” Erica said in mock horror.
“Speak for yourself. I just carried you up the stairs. I deserve a quick rest,” he said.
They both turned to Kent. “What’s your excuse,” she asked.
“Um, I ran up behind you?”
They dissolved into a fit of laughter before he claimed her mouth, conquering her with his teeth and tongue. He could kiss her for hours and never grow tired of it. He could eat her sweet pussy for days and never want to stop. Being buried in her cunt or that tight ass was complete satisfaction. She completed him in ways nothing else ever had.
When he pulled back from her mouth, Kent nudged him out of the way and took over. Brent loved watching how Erica reacted when his brother kissed her or touched her. When he was the one doing the kissing and touching with Kent watching, he could feel how it affected his brother. It only doubled his pleasure.
Tonight, he wanted to make love to her all night long. They didn’t have to pick up the kids until noon. They only had a little more than eleven hours left. He figured they needed to get busy.
Kent growled in Brent’s head when he told him as much but pulled back and got to his knees. Erica looked up at the two of them looking down at her. He couldn’t get enough of seeing the pleasure and love in her eyes.
“On your hands and knees babe. I’m going to fuck your sweet pussy from behind while you show Kent how much you love his cock. You blew his mind the other day when you sucked him off. He wants a repeat.” Brent scooted down the bed and waited until she’d gotten into position.
He squeezed her ass cheeks while he watched her lick up and down his brother’s dick. She teased him for several seconds before he finally dug his hands in her hair and told her to stop toying with him and suck his cock. When she smiled and sucked in just the crown, Brent nearly lost it as his brother’s pleasure rushed through him.
“Fuck, that feels good, Erica,” Kent moaned.
Brent leaned down and licked her pussy from slit to clit. She was already soaked. He loved how aroused she got anytime they touched her. She responded to them as if just being near them turned her on. God knew that was how it was with them.
As soon as he was sure she was good and wet, Brent spread her ass cheeks and positioned the head of his dick at her opening and mentally nudged his brother so he’d pull out of their woman’s sweet mouth so he could slam into her without Kent’s cock choking her. The feel of her tight cunt parting for him was sweeter than ambrosia. He reveled in the feel before he pulled back out and set a rhythm that wouldn’t interfere with his brother’s pleasure. Then he began toying with Erica’s clit. It wouldn’t do to leave the love of their life out in the cold.
He needed to time it just right. Kent needed to come first so that when he brought Erica to climax, she wouldn’t accidently bite his brother. He loved the dance. It thrilled him to orchestrate their mutual satisfaction and looked forward to the massive climax he’d have when he finally came behind them.
He could feel Kent rushing closer and closer to his release as their woman sucked his dick like it was the best all-day sucker she’d ever tasted. He imagined she was using a lot of tongue and probably even playing with Kent’s balls. He didn’t feel the individual things that she did to his twin, but he could feel the culmination of it all in the pleasure that was building in Kent.
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Kent’s balls were burning with need as Erica used just enough pressure on them to send the burning fire screaming up his shaft. Her hint of teeth along the stalk was the last straw. There was no way he could hold back.
“Holy, hell, baby. I’m going to blow!” he yelled out.
His hands flexed in her hair as his nails dug lightly at her scalp. It took all of his control not to hold her head still while he pumped into her throat. He didn’t want to choke her or scare her. Then all thought disappeared as his orgasm roared over him. Pulse after pulse of hot cum left his dick in blinding bliss. It felt so good it nearly hurt.
When he opened his eyes and untangled his fingers from her hair, it was to see her licking her lips with a huge smile on her face. She then licked at the remnants of cum clinging to his cock while he watched.
The next thing he knew, her eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth dropped open as his brother took her over with one finger on her clit and the other in her ass. Brent pounded away at her as she clawed at the covers and howled her release. Seconds later, his brother joined her and Kent had to grind his teeth as the pleasure that was his brother’s fired through him almost like an aftershock.
“Damn that felt good,” Brent said in a pant.
“You okay, baby?” Kent asked their woman.
“Hmmm.” She smiled but didn’t open her eyes or move from where she’d collapsed face down on the bed.
He chuckled. She was perfect. He couldn’t wait to show her the office they’d created for her. They wanted her and the kids to move in as soon as possible. He hoped she wouldn’t fuss about it. They needed her by their side. The sooner, the better as far as he was concerned.
Brent popped Erica on the ass. “Move over, woman. How do you expect a man to sleep if his ass is hanging off the edge?”
“On the floor, maybe?” she mumbled into the mattress.
Kent couldn’t help laughing. Happiness filled him to the bursting point. They were going to be a family. The fact that she already had kids was perfect. If she hadn’t, and she’d been fine with their inability to produce offspring, they’d have worked things out. But she was Erica and everything was perfect.
“You going to sit there grinning like a loon or come to bed?” Brent asked.
“I’m not sure. I kind of like sitting her grinning like a loon while I watch the most perfect woman in the world with her ass in the air,” he told him.
“Get in the bed and pull the damn covers up, man. It’s cold!” his brother grumbled.
“I love you guys,” Erica mumbled as she slowly allowed her ass to drop so that she didn’t form the pole part of a tent. “G’night.”<
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“Good night, baby. Happy New Year.” Kent turned out the light on the bedside table and slipped beneath the covers to huddle against their soon-to-be wife.
Brent might officially marry her, but he would be her husband as well. He hadn’t made any New Year’s resolutions this year for the first time that he could remember. He didn’t need to. The only resolution he’d ever have again was to make their wife happy and keep his family safe.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Marla Monroe has been writing professionally for about eleven years. Her first book with Siren was published in January of 2011, and she now has over 70 books available. She loves to write and spends every spare minute either at the keyboard or reading. She writes everything from sizzling-hot contemporary cowboys, emotionally charged BDSM, and dangerously addictive shifters, to science fiction ménages with the occasional badass biker thrown in for good measure.
Marla lives in the southern US and works full-time at a busy hospital. When not writing, she loves to travel, spend time with her cats, and read. She’s always eager to try something new and especially enjoys the research for her books. She loves to hear from readers about what they are looking for next in their reading adventures.
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