Blake, Abby - Sweet Captivation [A Bride for Eight Brothers 2] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Abby Blake

  She glanced sideways to see the rest of her husbands standing in the doorway not even trying to hide their nosy eavesdropping now.

  “I think maybe you should take me to your room,” Mikayla said with a laugh. “Otherwise our first time together is going to get a little crowded.” She saw the surprise in his eyes and then the dawning horror. She knew for a fact that he hadn’t been with a woman for at least three months—probably far longer—and living on the base with its paper thin walls and her seven horny husbands couldn’t have been easy.

  Bryce looked a little bit panicked, but then he smiled at Matt and seemed to relax. Tears filmed her eyes at how quickly Bryce and Matt had rebuilt their relationship. Matt’s angry reaction after his surgery had quickly simmered down when he learned the circumstances surrounding the woman he’d seen Bryce shoot. Once he’d heard the rest of Bryce’s life he’d not only let go of all his anger but had gone out of his way to make sure his brother stayed with his family from now on.

  Mikayla suspected that Matt’s anger may have been based in fear. If Matt’s twin could kill someone in cold blood, as he’d thought, then Matt may have worried for his own sanity. Knowing that his brother was actually a hero rather than the villain, may well have given Matt back something he’d lost. In fact, Matt’s legendary temper had been rather subdued of late.

  “I think,” Bryce said as he lifted her off his lap and stood her between his knees, “that our first time together should be something special.” She didn’t quite know what he meant until Matt lifted her into his arms and headed toward the door. Mikayla glanced back to see Bryce grab his walking cane and follow. His leg had mostly healed, but the extra damage caused by avoiding assassins had left him with what would probably be a lifelong limp. There was a complicated reconstructive surgery, but Bryce had refused to consider it. He didn’t want to be back in a brace, and she suspected he was very tired of being in pain. He also hadn’t explained exactly how his leg had been broken, but considering it was around the same time his status as an undercover cop had been discovered, she suspected it had been a lot more horrifying than the simple, drunken fall he’d suggested that first day. She smiled as she realized that despite the small discomfort of his limp he had no trouble keeping up with Matt.

  The rest of her husbands smiled and laughed, even grumbled a little about not getting to watch, but none of them looked unhappy. They had just a little over two more months on this icy planet, and then they’d move to the next one. She couldn’t wait to be somewhere warmer.

  Talking of warmer…

  Matt put her on her feet and then lifted her dress over her head and laughed quietly at the huge granny panties she wore. She’d begun wearing them to annoy Lachlan, but so far he hadn’t reacted. Matt made short work of removing the oversized, flower-covered material and then pushed them into his pocket.

  “I’ll discuss this with Lachlan later,” he said with a huge grin. She laughed in delight and said, “Please do.”

  Completely naked, she turned to face the man who would soon be her husband. Bryce seemed a little nervous, and Mikayla decided that maybe she could help him with that. Very deliberately she dropped to her knees in front of him, undid the fastenings on his pants, and wrapped her hand around his hard, thick cock. Bryce groaned as she caressed the hot flesh and nearly lost his balance when she flicked her tongue over his weeping slit. She sucked on the head of his dick softly, tasting his unique flavor, moaning her approval.

  Rough hands threaded into her hair and held her still when she tried to take him deeper. “Mikayla, it’s been too long for me” he said with a ragged moan. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to come.” She wrapped her fist around his hard length, pumping his flesh slowly.

  “That’s the idea,” she said with a wicked grin and then took him into her mouth again.

  * * * *

  Holy shit. The woman was amazing, and he was so damned turned on, but he didn’t want to hurt her. Hell, he had seven brothers who would probably pound him into the ground if he even looked like getting too rough. But Matt seemed to understand his dilemma.

  His brother took a seat on the bed, caressing Mikayla’s shoulder and neck as she sucked Bryce’s cock.

  “You won’t hurt her,” Matt said with absolute confidence as Bryce tried to hold himself really, really still. Kind of hard to do when the woman was doing amazingly wicked things with her tongue. “She likes things a little rough, don’t you, honey?”

  Matt snaked a hand around to Mikayla’s breast and squeezed and twisted the nipple. Her small gasp of pain vibrated against Bryce’s cock, and he could no longer hold himself back. With his hands already tangled in her hair, he took over. Holding her still he pushed deep into her throat, moaning desperately as she swallowed around the head. In and out he thrust, struggling to retain his control.

  But Mikayla moaned again as Matt did something Bryce couldn’t quite see and then he was lost. In and out, harder, deeper Bryce took her, need boiling in his belly, the need to claim, the need to mark her as his. His orgasm burst from him, his cum painting the back of her throat and he held her there, forcing her to take all of him. She swallowed, caressing his length with her tongue.

  Slowly sanity returned, and he pulled his softening dick from her mouth. He dropped to his knees heavily, searching her eyes for disgust at his behavior, but she simply smiled. He caressed her cheek as he tried to understand how he could be so lucky.

  “I love you,” he said again.

  She pressed a soft kiss to his mouth and then burst into giggles when Matt grabbed her by the waist and lifted her onto the bed. “You’re overdressed,” he said to his brother, and Bryce finally realized that while he’d been getting the most amazing blow job of his life, his brother had stripped off his own clothes.

  Scrambling to catch up, Bryce ripped his clothes off, almost losing his balance as he forgot about his leg. Mikayla lay on her back in the middle of the bed, Matt stretched out beside her, his hand drawing lazy circles on her tummy as they waited for Bryce. Bryce quickly crawled onto the bed and pressed against Mikayla’s side.

  Already his erection was making a recovery. It had been a long time, but he suspected that his stamina had more to do with the woman he loved than any sort of time frame.

  “Honey,” Matt said, “does it hurt you when Ryan and Ty make love to you together?”

  She looked surprised by the question but was quick to reassure him that it didn’t. Bryce was still trying to understand why it would hurt when the full meaning of “together” coalesced in his brain. He groaned as his cock pulsed with excitement.

  Matt trailed his hand lower, caressing her swollen pussy, spreading the wetness Bryce could see. “It would seem,” Matt said in a conversational tone, “that giving you a blow job turns our girl on. Feel how wet she is.”

  Bryce slid his fingers through the slippery, wet flesh of her slit, the silky glide of her arousal making his cock throb even harder just imagining what her pussy would feel like. Mikayla opened her thighs wider, pressing against his fingers impatiently until he slid them inside. She moaned in approval, and he could feel her muscles caressing him as he pushed them in and out, finger fucking her as he watched her face. She was amazingly responsive, and he couldn’t wait to fill her with his cock.

  “Please,” she whispered to him and lifted her arms. She welcomed him into her body with a soft sigh and gentle fingers through his hair. He stroked in and out of her slowly, enjoying the gentle rhythm and soothing glide, but need gripped him and she wrapped her legs around his hips. She was on the verge of coming, quivering, gasping, moaning his name when Matt tapped his shoulder.

  Surprised but willing to follow Matt’s lead, Bryce moved away, and Matt quickly pushed into her hungry pussy. Over and over he drove into her heat. Bryce could feel his own orgasm rising just from watching his brother fuck the woman they both loved, but then Matt pulled away, too.

  Mikayla growled and tried to hold him inside her but he laughed and moved away.
“Lie on your back,” he said to Bryce, proving once and for all that Matt still liked being in charge. Bryce would let him lead—this time.

  Bryce rolled onto his back and Matt helped Mikayla into position. Mikayla slid onto his cock with a sensual sigh, and he couldn’t help but grab her ass and pump her up and down. She gasped, tightening around his cock, nearing orgasm once more, but Matt pressed her down and held her still.

  She wiggled against their hold, but he could feel her pussy creaming around his cock so he knew being trapped between them like this excited her. She squirmed even more when they heard the sound of lube being squeezed from a bottle.

  * * * *

  Matt caressed his wife’s ass. Despite how much the thought of fucking her tight, puckered hole turned him on, he’d never quite gotten around to trying it. He glanced at his brother and realized why. Without his twin he hadn’t quite felt complete. With Bryce here, the need to share and take her together overwhelmed him, and he couldn’t wait to be inside her.

  He worked the lube into her dark hole, scissoring his fingers to loosen the muscle. She gasped and pushed back against him, obviously enjoying the caress. “Matt, now,” she groaned. He laughed and smacked her ass. When would she learn that he liked to be in charge?

  Bryce looked at him with wild eyes, and Matt decided to give in to Mikayla’s demand just this once. He went to move but realized he didn’t quite have enough room. He chuckled as he realized this ménage business was going to take a little more planning.

  He lifted Mikayla off his brother, tickling her when she moaned in frustration. “Swing around,” he told his brother, and Bryce moved to a position that had his legs hanging over the bed. Mikayla quickly moved back over Bryce, greedily claiming his cock with her pussy. Matt pressed her down again, nearly coming himself when he heard her moan of delight. His wife truly loved being held immobile, and it was creating all sorts of kinky ideas in his mind.

  Still pressing her against Bryce with one hand, Matt squeezed lube onto his cock with the other. He caught sight of his brother’s intense expression as he pressed his cock against Mikayla’s ass. Pressing forward he moaned at the incredible heat and overwhelming tightness. Slowly he worked his way into her ass, pressing balls deep and holding still.

  “Are you okay?”

  Mikayla’s sweet smile dispelled every one of his concerns. Easing out slowly, he pressed back in as he felt Bryce withdraw. Slowly, steadily, carefully they built a rhythm. Gently he fucked his wife, amazed at the unbelievable sensation of sharing her so intimately with his twin.

  But she groaned and moved and suddenly it wasn’t enough. Heat built in his belly, arousal flooded his veins, need engulfed his thoughts, and he started pounding into her ass over and over. Breathing harshly, thrusting harder, his muscles pulling tighter, orgasm slammed him as Mikayla’s climax hit. The throbbing, heated caress of her ass, her moan of delight, Bryce’s groan and Matt’s own need burst from him, pulsing and filling her ass as he slowed his thrusting and marveled at the incredible contentment burning through him.

  He opened his eyes and saw Bryce’s face. Rapture, wonder, and complete happiness filled his brother’s expression and somehow left Matt feeling whole again.

  Matt couldn’t believe how close he’d come to losing his brother, and he planned to make up for every doubt of the past. The most incredible thing was that Bryce truly loved Mikayla, loved her the exact same way Matt did, and Matt found himself very grateful that she would love his brother the way he deserved to be loved—wholeheartedly, unreservedly and forever.

  He’d been blessed with an amazing wife and a second chance to know his brother. He was a very lucky man, and he had no intention of fucking that up, ever.

  Epilogue

  “There you are,” Ty said as he strode into the room. “I have a surprise for you.”

  Oh, hell. A surprise. She tried not to shudder, but she hated surprises with a passion. Ty rubbed her arms and kissed the top of her head.

  “You’ll like this surprise,” he said confidently. Not really convinced, Mikayla tried to smile. He gave her a quizzical look, so she wasn’t sure she managed to grin without it looking like a forced baring of teeth.

  Trying to hide her anxiety, Mikayla let Ty lead her over to the same bench Matt had used so long ago. She giggled nervously when he carefully arranged her facedown on the countertop.

  “No,” Ryan said as he entered the room, “her head was facing the other direction.”

  “That’s true,” Ty said thoughtfully. He stepped over to her, moved her head carefully like she was some sort of life-sized doll and then stood back to admire his handiwork. “No, that’s not right either.”

  He helped her to stand once more, lifted her dress over her head, and replaced it with the T-shirt off his own back. Then he arranged her on the counter once more. “Better,” Ryan said, “but she wasn’t wearing underwear.”

  “True,” Ty said as he dragged the offending material down her legs and tapped her feet so she would step out of them. “Now you stay right where you are, sweetheart. We’re just going to remember back to the day we first saw this beautiful ass.” She shivered at memories of those incredibly erotic moments with Matt when six of the brothers had been watching.

  Finally, Ryan stepped forward, stroking the skin on her ass softly as he reenacted that day. He pushed a hand between her shoulder blades, holding her down as he slid his fingers through her folds. She practically melted into the table as present and past memories combined, and she could almost hear Matt’s rasping voice as he tried to frighten her into going home.

  She’d refused, so he’d pushed her facedown on this very worktable and pressed a thumb deep into her pussy. Mikayla gasped as Ryan did exactly that, wiggling and swirling the digit in her slit as she lifted onto her toes.

  “Remember what Matt said?” Ty asked as he stepped closer to the bench and caressed her spine. She nodded, the memory so vivid she was on the verge of orgasm already.

  “H–He said that you and Ryan like to share.”

  “That’s right,” Ryan said as he pushed three thick fingers into her pussy then pressed his slick thumb against her anus. She’d had anal sex with her husbands often since meeting them, but somehow this almost felt like the first time, exactly the way it had that day with Matt.

  She was panting, stretching on her toes, reaching for that elusive orgasm, when Ty leaned over and bit her earlobe. “Do you have any idea what we wanted to do to you that day?” he whispered. “You were so incredibly hot. Neither of us wanted to wait to get inside this beautiful body.”

  “Then why did you take off the next day?”

  “Ah, now that, my dear Mikayla, is a story for another day. Today we are going to fulfill all of those fantasies that were created when Matt finger fucked and spanked you to orgasm on this very table.”

  She shivered as anticipation sent heat through her veins and goose bumps over her ass. Without warning Ryan removed his fingers and slammed his cock into her pussy so fast she could barely breathe. He pounded into her over and over, dragging her hips back against him time and time again. She moaned as his fingers found her clit, squeezing the swollen bud as he rode her hard.

  But then he was gone.

  Ty’s entry was just as hard, just as forceful. Mikayla scrabbled for a hold, trying to stay upright even as her lover dragged her off balance. Just as her orgasm broke, Ty pulled out of her pussy and slid into her ass. She pulsed around his cock, squeezing the hard flesh as the climax skittered through her.

  Ty held her pressed against the countertop as Ryan hurried around the other side and rubbed his erection against her lips. She opened for him, tasting her pussy juice on his cock, running her tongue over his engorged flesh as Ty still impaled her ass.

  They set a frantic pace, fucking her harder, faster, more urgently. Mikayla opened her mouth wider, taking Ryan deeper, swallowing around the mushroom-shaped head, trying to give him the pleasure they were giving her.

  Ty sque
ezed her clit, and she tried to scream as another orgasm sent sensation thundering through her. But Ryan held her to him, fucking her face, refusing to let her go. Her climax pulsed, throbbed, sizzled through her veins as her men held still for a moment and then came, hurling their seed into her body at the same time. Mikayla sucked on the cock in her mouth, laving the soft flesh as Ty slowly pulled out of her ass.

  Exhausted she lay flat against the counter until Ty cleaned her up and then gathered her in his arms. He sat down at his desk.

  “Wow,” Ryan said as he fell into the chair opposite. “As fantasy fulfillment goes that is definitely top of my list.”

  Mikayla giggled tiredly. “Next time you decide to surprise me, maybe you could give me a couple days’ warning to build my energy.” They both laughed with her, but then Ty sat a little straighter.

  “That wasn’t your surprise. That was just a golden opportunity. No, your real surprise is really a surprise.” The more times he used the word “surprise,” the faster Mikayla’s heart rate accelerated. She really, really didn’t like being surprised. “You and I,” Ty said in a conspiratorial whisper, “are going on holidays.” She raised her eyebrow, waiting for the rest. Her husbands had already decided that she wasn’t going anywhere without at least two of her men by her side. After her miscarriage they weren’t taking any chances of her being left alone ever again. “Oh, all right,” Ty said dramatically, then rolled his eyes, “Ryan and Peter are going, too.”

  “Going where?” She wanted to be excited, but fear of the unknown was churning through her gut. Ryan seemed to notice her stress rising because he hurried around the desk and clasped both her hands in his own.

  “Wherever you want, sweetheart. When we start the new contract at the next planet we’ll be really busy for the first few months. Before any of the other surveys are done, we need to identify any risks to the local habitat and its occupants, so we thought a holiday while the others get the base set up was a good idea.”