Every muscle in her body cried out as she tried to move but couldn’t.
“Please, Zach! Please fuck me with your cock! I need your cock in my ass! I need it!” She sounded slightly hysterical now, but she didn’t care as long as Zach gave her what she needed.
She felt him withdraw from her back hole and groaned in frustration before feeling the blunt head of his cock there instead. More lubricant trickled down her crack as she felt him push forward, much larger than the fingers that had stretched her. Her body stretched to accommodate him, and the burn sent her arousal into overdrive as he insistently pressed forward into her ass.
Between Chase’s cock in her pussy and Zach’s cock in her ass, she felt as if she could feel every ridge and bump inside her. He grunted as he seated himself to the hilt and wrapped her hair around his hands, tugging her up gently, so she was seated on Chase but leaning back on Zach slightly. She could feel the crinkle of the hair on their thighs and smell their masculine musk.
Chase ran his hands up her stomach and began to play with her nipples, giving them sharp tweaks, knowing she liked the bite of pain with her pleasure. They slowly began to move in and out of her, driving her closer and closer to climax. Chase would pull out almost all the way, and Zach would slam all the way in, running his steel-like shaft across the sensitive nerves in her ass. Then Zach would withdraw and Chase would pump into her, running his length across her swollen clit.
Her world narrowed to just the three of them. Chase’s hands on her hips moving her up and down his cock, shiny with her juices. Zach’s hand in her hair, tugging on it, while the other hand wrapped around her abdomen to give him traction as he slammed into her from behind. Her body became the instrument to their pleasure as she was to theirs, and she hovered on the brink as they rode her hard and wild.
“You better be close, Chase. I can’t hold back any longer.” Zach’s voice sounded strained.
“Right there with you, bro. Cassie first,” Chase panted.
He reached and pinched her clit, and she screamed as her release ripped through her, so powerful she slammed back against Zach. The room swirled, and her sight went white, then multicolored, as pleasure so intense she thought she might faint ran through her bones like water.
She felt Zach slam into her one last time as he went rigid, then his groan of release. She was so full, she could feel his cock pulse as he spilled his seed into the condom. Chase, too, went still as he orgasmed. His pulsing sent her into a second mini-orgasm, and her toes curled with the pleasure of watching him find his release.
They lay there, covered in sweat and her honey, and struggled to catch their breath. Zach was the first to move as he withdrew gently, kissing her neck, and then disappeared into the bathroom. Chase rolled Cassie over and pulled from her body to dispose of the condom. Zach reappeared with a warm washcloth and tenderly cleaned her before tossing it in the bathroom. The men cuddled with her as her heart slowed to a more normal rate, and her language skills returned.
“Wow, this was the best Thanksgiving ever.” Her voice sounded rough even to her own ears.
She could feel their chuckles against her neck and ear.
“Best I ever had. How about you, bro?” Zach said as he propped his head on his elbow.
“Can’t think of a better one, either, unless you count that Thanksgiving Uncle Dwight set fire to the garage when he was frying the turkey.” Chase’s voice was teasing.
“That was funny, but certainly not as pleasurable.” Zach rolled over on his back and laughed at the memory.
Cassie elbowed Chase in the ribs. “A garage fire was better than this? Kind of insulting, Chase.”
“No way, baby. This was much better, but that was a memorable Thanksgiving. We ate grilled cheese sandwiches that year after the fire department left. Mom was pissed, as only Mom can be. The dads spent the whole day calming her down, Jackson decided to become a firefighter, and we never let Dwight cook again.”
They all stared at each other as his words sunk in and reminded them. The turkey.
“Shit, we need to get the turkey in the oven.” Chase groaned as he sat up and swung his legs off the bed, ripping the covers away from all of them as he stood up.
“Hey!” Cassie scrambled to grab the sheet.
“Nope, if I get up to cook, everyone gets up to cook. So get your asses out of bed.”
* * * *
Cassie had never eaten so much in her life. Zach and Chase were right—deep-fried turkey was great. And so was the green bean casserole, garlic mashed potatoes, gravy, stuffing, rolls, and the two slices of chocolate cake. She groaned softly and nuzzled Chase a little more closely. This was the best Thanksgiving ever. She really felt like she was part of a family. She already loved their mom, both of their dads, and their two younger brothers. Parker and Logan were charming and devastatingly handsome. Girls must be fighting to get their attention and did those boys know it, too. They were sweet but definitely aware of their effect on the opposite sex.
Jillian was relaxing with her brother, Mark and his husband, Travis. They had arrived the day before and said they were already in love with Plenty. She also noticed that Mark and Travis enjoyed flirting with Becca and making her blush. Becca was enjoying a piece of pie with her dad and Dr. Steve. The only ones missing were Ryan and Jackson. Both were on duty but were due any minute.
A noise at the door caught her attention, and she saw Zach heading to greet Ryan and Jackson and pushing them back out the front door. Cassie nudged a dozing Chase.
“Hey, Ryan and Jackson are here. I need to fix them some food so let me up, handsome.”
Chase jumped awake with a start. “I’ll do it, sweetheart. You rest here.” He pressed her back on the cushions.
Cassie frowned at Chase. “I can help, Chase. You need to rest. I think you overdid it this morning,” said Cassie with a smirk.
“It was my pleasure, babe. Now stay put.”
Cassie watched Chase walk toward the kitchen. Yep, something was definitely going on. Chase and Zach had been jumpy all day and had been exchanging glances constantly. What were her boys up to?
Zach and Chase walked in a moment later.
“Can we have everyone’s attention, please?” Zach stood in front of the fireplace as everyone stopped talking and turned to him.
“Thank you. First of all, we want to thank everyone for sharing this Thanksgiving with us. It is our first with Cassie but hopefully just the first of many more. Cassie came into our lives just three months ago, but Chase and I haven’t been the same since the day we met her. We love her, and her friends are now our friends.” An “awww” went up from the group.
“Cassie has been through a lot these last few years, so Chase and I wanted to give her something special to show her how thankful we are that we found her. Chase?”
Cassie turned to see Chase walking toward her with something in his arms. At first, she didn’t know what it was, but as he got closer her eyes filled with tears. They remembered!
Chase handed the soft, squirmy, and very furry puppy to her. Tears flowed freely as she cuddled the puppy to her face. He squirmed and began to lick her tears and tried to climb onto her shoulder.
“It’s a Golden Retriever puppy, Cassie. Jillian said they were your favorite.” Zach and Chase both knelt next to her as she petted and kissed the dog. She ran her hands over the soft fur and saw that it was wearing the cutest red collar with a little tag. Had they already named him?
Cassie lifted the tag to read it and sobbed even harder when she read the words “Will you marry us?”
Cassie looked up to see both Zach and Chase on their knees in front of her.
“Will you marry us, angel? We can’t imagine life without you.” Zach leaned in and softly kissed her lips nervously.
“We know it’s fast, but Zach and I love you more than anything. Will you marry us?”
Cassie couldn’t believe they were nervous. They had just given her an engagement dog, after all.
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�Yes! Yes! Yes! Of course I will marry you both.” Cassie launched herself at them, hugging them so tightly the puppy wriggled free to sniff his new home.
“Thank goodness. We thought you might turn us down,” Zach said with a laugh. He then pulled a box from behind him and opened it up to reveal an emerald cut diamond ring nestled between two trillions.
“Oh my god, there’s a ring, too?” Cassie thought she might faint. A dog, a marriage proposal, and a ring? She must be dreaming.
Zach and Chase each helped her slip the ring on her finger.
Zach and Chase’s mother smiled. “Looks like champagne is in order. I got myself a daughter. Finally!”
The whole crowd laughed and joked as they offered their congratulations. It felt so right being there with Zach and Chase and their family and friends. She was going to get a lifetime of this happiness.
“What are you thinking, Cassie?” Cassie smiled up at Zach and Chase.
“I was just thinking that Jillian and Becca should be this happy, too.” She looked at how Ryan and Jackson stared at Jillian like she was a goddess and how Mark and Travis kept trying to get close to Becca.
“I think they will be, too, boys. It is only a matter of time.”
Cassie scooped up the puppy and gave him a big kiss. “Right, Duffy?”
Duffy licked her face in agreement.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I’ve been a dreamer my entire life. So, it was only natural to start writing down some of those stories that I have been dreaming about.
Being the hopeless romantic that I am, I fall in love with all of my characters. They are perfectly imperfect with the hopes, dreams, desires, and flaws that we all have. I want them to overcome obstacles and fear to get to their happily ever after. We all should. Everyone deserves their very own sexy, happily ever after.
I grew up in the cold, but beautiful plains of Illinois. I now live in Central Florida with my handsome husband—who’s a real, native Floridian—and my son whom I have dubbed “Louis the Sun King.” They claim to be supportive of all the time I spend on my laptop, but they may simply be resigned to my need to write.
When I am not working at my conservative day job or writing furiously, I enjoy relaxing with my family or curling up with a good book.
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