by Becca Van
Shelby watched as Damon left the room and slumped down in her chair. Cord reached out and lifted her onto his lap.
“Baby, stop torturing yourself. You’re going to make yourself ill. I care about you, Shelby, and even if you hadn’t decided to stay, I don’t think I would have let you leave. I can’t stand the thought of you not being here by my side.”
“Really?”
“Cord’s right, darlin’,” Brandt stated. “So stop beating yourself up for something that is out of your control. You’re where you’re meant to be. With us.”
“Now why don’t we head on over to the diner for lunch. I can hear how hungry you are.” Cord grinned when her stomach rumbled.
Shelby laughed and felt her cheeks heat slightly. “Okay. I could use something to eat. I was too worried and nervous to even look at the stuff I set out for breakfast.”
“We noticed,” Brandt replied, helping her up from Cord’s lap. “Come on then, let’s get some food.”
* * * *
Cord watched as Shelby devoured her toasted sandwich and iced tea. He relaxed back in the booth and watched the tension she had been carrying around dissipate. He was glad that she was finally able to let her stress go. It had helped having Damon reiterate what he and Brandt had already told her.
Maybe now she would let them build on their relationship. Even though he and his brother had made love to her once already, Cord knew that Shelby had been holding part of herself back from them. Hopefully now she would let go and enjoy their time together more. As far as he was concerned, she was the only woman that would be by their sides for the rest of their lives.
Now all he and Brandt had to do was convince her that she was the love of their life and wouldn’t be going anywhere. But that would have to wait until after she was safe once more, because he knew she wasn’t going to commit to anything while her life was in danger.
He had worked her out so quickly. Shelby was hiding her true nature. She was an independent, sassy little thing but too scared to show her real personality. He’d seen glimpses of who she was, but now that the threat of the bastard and his thugs had spread, she was going to continue to hold herself inside. Their little woman was more worried about others than her own safety, and as far as he was concerned that had to change. She was the light of their lives. It didn’t matter that she didn’t really understand that fact right now. Eventually she would and come to accept that she was first in their relationship. If she wasn’t happy, then how could he and Brandt be happy?
“Hey, Shelby,” Felicity Morten called from across the aisle, where she was sitting with her husbands, Clay and Johnny. “When are you coming back out for another horse-riding lesson?”
“Um,” Shelby started to reply and then looked to him and Brandt. Cord was glad she was looking to him and his brother for their opinion and direction. That was the only way they would be able to keep her safe.
“How about we come out Friday afternoon?” Cord suggested to the Mortens. “I think by the end of the week we’ll all be glad for a bit of fun and relaxation.”
“That sounds good to me,” Felicity replied with a smile and looked to her men. “What do you two think?”
“That’s fine, honey,” Clay said. “Do you want to invite anyone else?”
“Ooh, I think that’s a good idea. Why don’t we make it a big get-together? That way Shelby can meet the other women. Leave it all to me, Shelby, and I’ll give you a call.”
When Clay leaned down and whispered in Felicity’s ear, Cord knew he had said something dirty to his wife by the way her cheeks turned pink and she squirmed in her seat. He almost blew it right then and there by telling her how he felt when he saw the longing in Shelby’s gaze as she watched the three people interacting but pulled himself back just in time. Now was not the time or the place. Holding in a chuckle as the Mortens called for their check, he watched as Johnny paid the bill and, with Clay’s help, rushed Felicity out to their truck.
That’s exactly what Cord wanted to do, but he and Brandt had too much work on their plate to play hooky for the rest of the day.
But tonight was a different story.
Chapter Nine
Brandt leaned back in his chair, replete from a great meal, and sipped his coffee. Shelby had cooked a great chicken casserole with fried rice as a side dish, and he had enjoyed every mouthful. Now all he wanted to do was take her to bed and love that sweet body. And if the look on Cord’s face was an indication, his brother was feeling the same.
“Why don’t you let Cord and I clean up, darlin’? Go and have a relaxing soak in the tub. When we’re done we’ll give you a massage and help you relax even more.”
“Okay. Thank you,” Shelby replied and left the kitchen.
Cord waited until she was out of earshot before he said, “She’s still not talking, is she?”
“We can’t let her keep hiding from us, Cord. You and I both know underneath that pleasant façade is a feisty vixen with a temper.”
Cord nodded his agreement.
“I just wish she would trust us enough to let her out.”
“I don’t think it’s us she distrusts. It’s herself.”
“Hmm, you may be right,” Brandt speculated. “So what are we gonna do?”
“There’s only one way I can think of,” Cord stated as he loaded the last dish into the dishwasher and began to wipe down the counter.
“You mean…”
“That’s exactly what I mean.”
“Then what are we waiting for? We have a woman to love,” Brandt said and headed out with Cord close on his heels.
Shelby was still in the bath. They could hear water splashing as she moved, and so Brandt and Cord began setting up for a night of lovemaking. While Cord placed towels on the bottom sheet to protect the material from any oils they used while they massaged her, he set up the fragrant candles around the room and lit them. The massage oil he had already placed on the bedside table along with a tube of personal lubricant. First they would make sure Shelby was relaxed, and then they would begin to caress and tease her sexy little body.
She would have to be prepared for what they had in mind, because Brandt wanted her to feel no unnecessary pain when they brought her to the brink of release over and over again. Hopefully she would get so frustrated she would become her feisty, normal self.
Once the room was ready Brandt went to the other bathroom and took a fast shower. Shelby still hadn’t emerged by the time he came back.
Brandt was getting antsy and was just about to knock on the bathroom door when he heard the water draining from the tub. He concentrated on taking a few deep breaths to control his raging libido. This wouldn’t go as planned if he made Shelby nervous with his intensity.
The door to the adjoining bathroom opened, and Shelby came out wrapped in a robe. She glanced about the room and smiled shyly. Stepping forward, Brandt took one of her hands and led her over to the bed.
“Are you ready for your massage, darlin’?”
“Yes. I’ve never had a massage before.”
Brandt vowed then and there that it would become a ritual to give their little woman a massage at least once a week. Every woman should know the relaxed and supple feeling after having a rubdown.
“Take off your robe and get on the bed, baby,” Cord directed from across the room.
Shelby kept her eyes lowered but did what he said. She stretched out on the towels on her stomach and waited.
Grabbing the oil, Brandt poured some into his cupped palm and handed the bottle off to Cord. He rubbed his hands together, heating the thin liquid so it wouldn’t be cold on her bath-warmed skin.
After climbing onto the bottom of the bed, Brandt started working on Shelby’s feet while Cord started on her shoulders. The little groans and moans she made caused his cock to throb and pulse against the fly of his jeans and heated the blood traveling through his body. He spent a considerable amount of time working on the tense muscles in her arch, and when they finally let g
o, he began to work his way up her calf. When he reached the top of her thigh, just inches away from her pussy, he switched to her other leg and worked his way back down. By the time he completed working on her other foot, Cord had reached the small of her back.
Shelby had stopped making noises about halfway through their manipulations, and her breathing had evened out to deep, relaxed breaths, but he knew she wasn’t truly asleep. Their woman was so relaxed that she was dozing lightly. Glancing up to Cord, he gave his brother a nod. Now that they had her calm, it was time to begin loving her.
Brandt reached for the oil and coated his hands once more. This time, instead of working on one leg at a time, he smoothed his hands up the backs of both and continued on when he reached the fleshy globes of her ass.
She sighed and twitched when he kneaded her butt cheeks, but she didn’t stop him. Brandt took that as permission to keep going. Using his large hands, he flexed her bottom open, stretching her anus without actually touching yet. Grinding his teeth to keep his moans of delight contained, he stared at her asshole every time he kneaded her open. That little brown-pink pucker was calling his name, and he didn’t know how long he could go without fondling it.
When he glanced up and saw Cord eyeing her ass heatedly, he knew he couldn’t hold out any longer. His brother was just as hungry for Shelby as he was. Leaning down as he held her open, he slowly licked from the top of her crack down. She whimpered but didn’t draw away or protest. Finally he reached her ass and laved his tongue over the sensitive flesh. When the skin was moistened, he lifted his head and pushed against the tightly closed hole with the tip of a finger. Shelby moaned and didn’t protest or flinch, so he massaged the skin of her ass until the muscles began to relax. With a patience he never knew he had, Brandt continued to caress until she opened up to him. Slowly easing the tip of his finger into her anus, he fought back the groan of desire bubbling up in his chest and throat.
“Do you like that, darlin’?” he rasped. “Do you like me playing with your pretty little asshole?”
“Yes!”
“Have you ever had anal sex, Shelby?” Cord rumbled.
“No!”
“Would you like to feel Brandt’s cock fucking your ass, baby?”
“I−I d−don’t know.”
“We won’t do it today, darlin’, but eventually we are going to have our cocks buried in your gorgeous body at the same time,” Brandt stated breathlessly. “I promise we won’t hurt you. We are gonna make you feel so good, Shelby.”
Brandt did groan this time. He finally had his finger buried in her ass as far as it would go. She was clenching on him so hard, he could just imagine how damn good her asshole would feel squeezing his cock.
“I can’t wait,” he panted and looked at Cord. His brother was looking just as feral with sexual need as he felt. Being careful not to hurt her, he withdrew his finger and cleaned it on the disinfectant wipe Cord handed him. Grasping Shelby’s hips, he pulled until she had her ass in the air, giving him an unimpeded view of her wet pussy.
Shifting closer to her, he aligned his cock and rocked his hips forward. It took all of his control to not power into her with one surge. Instead he waited for her body to adjust to the intrusion of his corona parting her slick flesh.
Shelby moaned with pleasure, her pussy clenching on him then releasing once more. Brandt was about to push a little more of his aching shaft into her vagina but didn’t get the chance. She surged back against him and, squealing, took all of him with one reckless move of her hips.
Gripping her hips firmly, he gasped for breath. “Fuck, Shelby. I didn’t want to do that in case I hurt you. Are you all right, darlin’?”
“More. I need more. Please?”
“We’ll give you what you need, eventually, baby. Just let us love on you,” Cord said in a steely voice.
“Shit!” Brandt cursed. He had been so caught up in Shelby, he had forgotten they were trying to get her to let go with them.
“Exactly,” Cord growled.
“Okay, okay,” Brandt sighed and ground his teeth. With single-minded devotion he began to rock his hips, sliding his cock in and out of Shelby’s pussy. After five strokes he could already feel her internal walls rippling and knew she was close to orgasm. The poor girl wouldn’t last another three strokes. Even though he hated doing it, he slowly eased his cock out of her warm, wet cunt and bit his tongue when she mewled in protest.
“What are you doing?”
“Making you feel good, baby,” Cord ground out. “Turn over.”
Shelby eyed first Cord and then looked over her shoulder at him. He didn’t look away, and he let her see the desire he felt for her and a little of the love filling his heart. She gasped then frowned but did as Cord demanded.
When she was lying on her back, she looked from him to his brother expectantly.
“Move out of the way,” Cord commanded, and Brandt did as he was told. His brother looked like he was on the brink of losing total control, but he knew better. When Cord was like this, it meant he was determined and would reach his goal, no matter who stood in the way.
Cord sat on his heels between her thighs, wrapped his arms around her legs, and spread her wide. He shifted back, lowered his head, and gave her one long lick with his tongue. His brother growled and gave her another lick from her pussy hole up through her soft folds and flicked his tongue over her clit. Shelby moaned and bucked her hips up, trying to get him to lave her little nub again. Cord lifted his head away from her vagina and kissed his way up her belly, taking the time to rim her navel, and then up to the underside of her breasts.
Shelby panted and moaned, bucking her body up and still trying to control where they touched her. Brandt didn’t have to wonder for long how Cord would deal with that.
“Get the scarves from the closet.”
Brandt did as his brother bid, and when he returned it was to see Cord suckling on one of Shelby’s nipples while pinching the other. She looked so fucking sexy as she mewed with pleasure, her head tossing on the pillow.
“Restrain her hands,” Cord commanded.
Brandt grabbed her wrists when she tried to slap his hands away, but he was a lot faster and more determined. Within moments he had the soft scarves around her wrists and then tethered her to the headboard, being careful not to hurt her in any way. She growled with frustration as she tested her restraints and found they held fast.
“Why?” Shelby snarled.
“You have to learn you aren’t going to control us in the bedroom, baby. Plus you have to learn not to hold back with us.”
“I’m not…”
“Don’t lie to me, Shelby. Do you think we don’t see how feisty you are? How passionate? You have a temper you are trying to hide from us, baby. Stop trying to control everything and let go, damn it!”
Shelby frowned, and then she looked concerned. When she closed her eyes and turned her head away, Brandt knew that Cord had gotten to her. But it irritated him that she still thought she could close herself off from them.
He climbed on to the bed and lay on his side, supporting his head on his hand. Watching her reactions, he ran a hand up and down her side and over her belly, slowly inching his way up to her breasts.
Cupping her fleshy globes in his hand, he swept his thumb over the hard peak of one breast and bent to take the other into his mouth. Inhaling, he sucked her hard nipple into his mouth and began to lave the peak with his tongue. Turning his head slightly so that he could watch Cord, he continued his ministrations and scraped his teeth lightly over her nipple.
Cord was once more comfortably ensconced between Shelby’s thighs. He had her spread wide open, his hands keeping her legs from closing. From what Brandt could see and what he knew of his brother, Cord was licking all over Shelby’s slit but not touching her clit. Even though she was trying to arch beneath them, he had removed his hand from her other fleshy mound and spread it over her ribs beneath her breasts. Cord moved his hand from one of her thighs, using his s
houlders to keep her legs open, and placed his hand over her lower abdomen. There was no way she could escape them.
“Oh God. Touch me, please!”
Brandt released her nipple from his mouth with a pop. “We are touching you, darlin’.”
“That’s not what I mean, and you know it!” Shelby sobbed.
Cord lifted his head from her pussy. “Do you want to come, baby?”
“You know I do.”
“Then stop holding back, Shelby.”
“Fuck you.”
Cord wasn’t offended. He thought he glimpsed the spark of passion he and Brandt were looking for. “Oh, we will, baby, but not until you give all of yourself to us.” Cord leaned down and began to lick her moist labia. He ran his tongue up and down her folds, over and over again, until she was gasping for air and her belly quivered. The sounds coming from her mouth let Brandt know they were getting to her. She sounded almost animalistic with her need.
This was what Cord and he wanted. They needed her to stop hiding behind her polite façade. Those two little words she had just spoken told him they were getting close.
Reaching over, he squeezed a nipple, watching her the whole time, not wanting to inflict any real pain, but he continued to press harder and harder. Her mouth opened and a growl emitted from between her lips and teeth, ending in an almost hissing sound.
“You like what we do to you, don’t you, darlin’? Look at how your body tries to buck and bow, eager for more of our touch.”
Brandt pinched a little harder. The keening sound she made had his cock jumping and his balls aching. He so wanted to pick her up and impale her on his hard dick, but until she gave them what they wanted, that wasn’t about to happen.
