by JC Szot
“Joel went after Ned?” Ivy’s jaw dropped.
June nodded, her smile wide. “We know that there was some kind of confrontation between you and Ned. We have it on tape.”
“Oh my God, the surveillance camera.” Ivy lowered her head into her hands. “I forgot.”
“I’m glad you did,” June said. “I wouldn’t want you tampering with it, deciding to erase the footage in fear of me finding these things out.” June eyed the pile of coats that Ivy had draped over the arm of the couch, a garment bag nearby. “If you had bowed down to that jackass and left, I would’ve been devastated, and I know the twins would be crushed as well. They didn’t look good this morning.”
“I wouldn’t let them in last night. They came by right after it happened,” Ivy told her, kneading her temples. June pushed her cup into the center of the table.
“You’re suitable for them. I can see the contentment in their faces. Their attitude has changed.” The exchange lost its energy for a moment. A bright noontime sun warmed the air between them. Tiny particles of dust floated in the beams. “I’d like you to stay,” June said. Her request was hushed, her words quiet.
The front door suddenly clattered opened. A wave of cold air blew into the kitchen. Reed’s voice carried through the air, reaching Ivy and June at the table.
“For Christ’s sake, Joel! You ever hear of knocking?”
“I can’t be polite right now, I’m too stressed out.” Footsteps trampled through the living room.
June laughed, nodding at Ivy knowingly.
“I already know those two boys out there love you,” she whispered. “Do you see now?” June’s eyes lifted. Ivy turned to see Reed and Joel standing in the doorway of the kitchen. Their gaze grabbed ahold of her, their breaths heaving. “You’ve got your hands full.” June stood. Her beaming eyes flitted between them.
“Aunt June…” Joel’s words stammered.
“It’s all settled. Ivy and I had our girl chat, and all is well.” June leaned into each twin, kissing their cheek. “Now, if I’m allowed to ask, who’s manning the post?”
“Stan’s got four waitresses down there. We’ll only be a minute,” Reed hastily explained.
June nodded. “That’s fine, and this flexible boss of yours is giving the three of you a week off. It can’t be Christmas week, but all of you will have off the following week.”
“Sweet.” Joel’s eyes gleamed.
“Okay, well, help this young lady unpack, because she’s staying.” June raised her fist into the air as she left the kitchen.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Two days later
“Just think, clear turquoise water and fine granules of sand that feel like hot sugar between your toes,” Reed whispered. His tongue ran over the skin of her neck. That lovely shiver they both provoked zinged through her body.
“Sex on the beach,” Joel added, his hands wandering with the light press of fingers.
They were in her room tonight. It’d been a slow day. June had just presented them with three airline tickets to Aruba. After the Christmas rush they would be off on a well-deserved vacation, as June had put it.
The twins were restless with lots of pent-up, reconcilable energy. They flanked her body with their firmly lined muscles. The bare flesh of all three teased and taunted. Reed’s suggestive words filled the smoky twilight that hazed the room.
“I say we celebrate.” Reed kissed her, wetting her lips with the heat of his tongue. “You’re staying, Aunt June’s sending us on a vacation only a game show contestant can dream of, and most importantly, we love you.” Reed smiled, framing her face in his hands. “I think you know that now.” He spoke between his airy kisses, pulling her on top of him.
“Things couldn’t be better,” Joel said, his body shifting on the bed. Ivy felt his hand skate down the bones of her spine. The heat spread, enclosing around them. Reed’s cock felt so hard against her thigh, but what felt terrifying was Joel’s traveling fingers. They inched in between her buttocks, his cock just as hard, just as hot. Joel’s gruff words puffed on her back, his breaths heavy.
“Remember that night…at the party?” Joel’s hand explored. He leaned over her, filling her vision, a sheen in his vibrant, blue eyes. Ivy nodded, her abdominals going tight. “I’ve wanted this, like, forever,” he confessed. His fingers poked and gently probed. He stroked over her anus, pressing lightly.
“Oh, I don’t know,” Ivy cried, her body quivering. Reed gripped her shoulders, cupping her face, steering her eyes to his, the blue just as electric as his brother’s.
“Let us both love you, together, like it should be. We both need to be linked with you, please,” Reed begged, his hips lifting off the bed. His cock dampened with arousal. Reed pulled her into his chest, prompting her to her knees. Joel’s hand moved between her thighs. His fingers skated through her moist center, tenderly stroking her pussy.
“So exquisite,” Joel said, gasping. He caressed her clit. Ivy melted at the sensation. The pleasure lightened her, every pore tingling. She shifted her weight from knee to knee, spreading herself open, now hungering for his expert touch.
“Jesus.” Ivy sighed. Her body was trembling already, and they were just getting started.
“Take me in now, babe,” Reed coaxed her. The blood began to surge. Reed found her moist center, pushing his cock inside. A sweet ache spread, shooting into her limbs. Joel’s hands were on her hips, lifting her higher. Ivy arched, now handing herself over to them. She loved them and trusted them. She’d give them anything they desired. Joel’s hand smoothed down her back again, wanting to soothe.
“That’s perfect,” Joel murmured. The soft hair of his legs tickled her skin. He spread her slowly. His hand returned to her pussy, spreading her moist heat to where he needed it, his fingers pliant. Reed began to move, his brow creased, his eyes shut tight, savoring the pleasure.
“Oh yeah,” Reed sang out. “That’s it, move with me, with us, babe.” His breaths grew rapid, blowing on her breasts. Her walls hugged his cock. His length seared through her, burning with a pleasure that was still sometimes foreign, yet satisfying. Their personal fragrances rose into the air, scenting the room with a comforting familiarity. Darkness painted the window panes. Reed’s eyes flashed open. The light in them burned right through her. Her body was being opened from behind. Joel’s finger edged inside, treading cautiously. She was full on all sides.
“Oh, no,” Ivy gasped, her body going tight.
“Don’t get all snug on me now,” Joel demanded, his voice dark. “I plan to take my time, nice and easy.” His words trailed off, dissolving into the heavy silence.
“Let it go, relax. Don’t think so much, just feel.” Reed kissed her hard. His tongue filled her mouth, drenching her insides with his seasoning. His hips ground into her, his cock pushing deeper into her body. Joel’s body hovered over hers. His mouth settled near her ear.
“You’re the most beautiful thing. As my brother’s told you before, we’ve been waiting for you for a long time.” Joel’s body slowly met hers, knitting them together. She felt him enter her, gently pressing through that tight ring of muscle, an area that’d remained closed to others. He slowly filled her from behind. The burning gave way to an ache that blossomed into a completeness that cloaked her in warmth. Both their bodies were inside hers now, filling an emptiness that would never exist again. They coddled her, fondled her, and claimed ownership of her, leaving their mark as their bodies slowly began to move.
Joel’s lips trailed over her skin as he undulated against her tenderly. His teeth bit into the skin of her shoulder as he took her the rest of the way, his need now buried. His hips connected to hers, his groin hot. His balls smoothed over her ass, their seal tight. Joel moved over her like a warm wave. Her body complied, accommodating them both.
“Fuck, that’s so good!” Joel called out to them. “I can’t wait.” His words were a guttural groan. Joel’s head rested on her shoulder, his body shuddering over hers. Joel’s ro
ugh howls of elation had her trembling with the thrill. Ivy rested her head on Reed’s hard chest. She licked his nipple. The sweet scent on his skin flooded her tongue. His arms gripped her tight.
“Ivy,” he sighed. Reed squirmed below her. His cock glided through her, catapulting her into orbit. His heat watered her, his release a relief. Joel slowly left the hot confines of her body. He crawled over to her, tenderly touching her face.
“Come on, Ivy,” Joel whispered. “Let it come, let us watch you let go.” The need, the desire, it no longer scared her. She ground her hips into Reed’s, her pace quickening. It rushed out of her, her body ascending and weightless. Joel nuzzled into her neck. Ivy rocked her body against Reed’s groin. Her clit hummed, her limbs wired with fire. Her orgasm flooded her, injecting her with a delirium that she knew she could revisit again and again. She dipped her head for another taste of Reed’s mouth. Their lips hit hard. Reed held her head, slowing the pace, wanting to savor. His tongue petted hers with calming strokes. She pulled away, gasping. Her body fell onto his.
Joel reclined next to her, his hands still pampering and consoling her through the aftershocks.
“I’ve birthed a vixen.” Joel grinned.
“The perfect man for the job.” Reed snorted.
Ivy turned her head, nestling into Reed’s warm chest. She toyed with the faint dusting of hair there.
“You two are double trouble.” She smiled, sated. Joel brushed strands of hair out of her eyes.
“Just think about it…it’s everything twofold.” Joel caught his lower lip between his teeth, his eyes sparking.
“We love you.” Reed’s voice rose, his declaration serious.
“She knows that, right, babe?” Joel kissed the curve of her shoulder. “I saw that needful desire inside you from the very beginning.”
“Aren’t you perceptive,” Reed mumbled, laughing at their bantering.
“The darkness saved you,” Joel said. His hand reached for her. “It unleashed your cravings and love soon followed.” His palm ran down the slope of her hip.
“I think it released something in you as well.” Ivy looked into Joel’s eyes, nodding knowingly.
“I think you’re right,” Joel admitted, his voice soft.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
JC Szot was born in the quiet town of Long Valley, New Jersey. She now lives in Upper Mount Bethel, Pennsylvania, with her husband, Mike. Giving in to her imagination was the best move she ever made.
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
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