He gathered her mass of hair, pulling it to one side and stroking his hands down her back as Logan positioned himself behind her. Her arms were along Decklan’s sides and she lifted one hand to stroke over Logan’s thigh, gripping and stroking the hard muscle as he set the head of his cock at her anal star.
The brothers looked at one another in amazement. In their history, the women never participated, content to let them do the work. No one had ever touched the man entering her from behind, never seemed to realize they would want or need it.
Logan pressed forward, slipping past the ring of muscle just inside and carefully worked his way slowly and carefully into Brooke’s tight body. With each thrust, she stroked them, squeezing Decklan’s shoulder and Logan’s thigh, drawing the connection between the three of them tighter than anyone ever had.
When he was fully seated, sweat on his brow, she sighed between them, “That feels amazing, so truly incredible. Oh my god.” Logan lay against her back, keeping his weight up with his arms on the bed. “I feel so warm and protected. I like this very much. Thank you, thank you for being here.”
Logan kissed along her shoulders and she felt tears drop on her back. Glancing up, she realized Decklan had tears slipping silently into his hair. She stroked her hand over Logan’s hip as she touched Decklan’s face.
“I needed you both more than I knew. I’ve been painfully lonely and sad. We’ll start from today, start fresh. I’ll help you through your struggles, you can help me through mine. You’ve always meant so much to me, I think you know that. I want to love you, to feel alright with loving you. I don’t want to be alone anymore, it hurts worse when I’m by myself, but I feel selfish to take from you when I can’t give you all of me yet.”
Decklan put his hands in her hair, “Brooke, I love you. I’ll take anything you can give me and wait for the rest.”
Logan laid his cheek between her shoulders, “If you need to slow down after today, that’s alright, Brooke. If you’ll let us hold you sometimes, even if we can just hold your hands, be able to kiss you. Any connection will be more than we ever hoped for. I love you and I want you to take things at your speed. So when you are ready to love again one day, maybe you choose us.”
“Please, move now. I’ve ached for you.” They gripped her hips and shoulders and began to move in tandem, one withdrawing as the other stroked in. She came in less than a minute the first time, moaning their names and clamping around them like a vice as they kept moving steadily, driving the orgasm on and on.
When her body finally released her, she said softly, “I…I didn’t know. If I’d known, I may have taken whatever you were willing to give me. I would have risked everything for this. I’m so fucking glad I didn’t know.”
“Oh, Brooke, I’m glad we never came after you hard. It was the wrong time. You needed to be loved, not used. Cherished, not hurt over and over again.” Logan kissed over her back gently.
Decklan added, “We weren’t good enough for you. We would have taken from you until you had nothing left and destroyed everything beautiful about you. We had no right to touch you then. You chose right, Brooke.”
Brooke lifted her body using her legs and pulled Decklan up. She kissed him with all the emotions swirling through her, her hands gripping his hair and keeping him with her. “Decklan, I want you to take from me now. I give you both full rights to touch me, to claim me. Please don’t stop.” She lightly bit his lip before letting him go, his hands going over her, cupping her breast and slipping down to stroke his thumb over her clit.
Turning her upper body, she pulled Logan’s mouth to her hard and he was groaning, his hands on her hip and cupping her breast. “I don’t want you to feel left out. You feel amazing, Logan. Let go now, fuck me hard and let’s let go of the past. All of it. Show me everything without holding back. Give me who you are now.”
She turned and their hands tightened on her. Both of them surged forward, burying their cocks to the base in her body. Then they were fucking her hard, both of them withdrawing at the same time and thrusting forward. She came screaming in less than twenty seconds and they held her steady as her body shook violently but they didn’t stop, shafting into her body in long fierce strokes.
“Yes, oh god yes, don’t stop, I’m so full and warm. I feel you…I’m not numb. Please don’t stop. I’m begging you. Harder, I can handle harder.”
Adjusting her knees, she waited until they withdrew and pushed back as they pushed forward. Again and again she slammed her body into them as they pumped their hips against her. “Brooke, no Brooke, you’re going to make us come. Oh my god that feels so fucking amazing! Your ass is so fucking tight.”
“Baby, your pussy is milking me so hard, I can’t take it, I can’t hold on. Brooke, you’re taking us so hard. Please come, baby, I can’t hold on.”
She did, pushing back with all her strength as they powered into her with all their strength. Screaming their names Brooke gripped their bodies inside and out and their voices blended together as they came, “Brooke, oh sweet lord, I’m coming. Oh fuck yes, yes, it feels so good. You’re so tight, so hot around me. I’ve never come so hard in my life. I’ve never felt so much of myself connected to another person. Thank you, oh god, thank you, Brooke. My precious girl, so beautiful, taking everything I have. Take it all, Brooke. It’s all for you, only for you, Brooke.” They continued to thrust until their balls were empty. Logan collapsed over her, keeping as much of his weight off her as possible.
Their hearts were pounding hard, “I can’t tell which heartbeat belongs to who. You have no idea how moving that is.” Her voice was soft and they kissed and stroked her whispering they loved her over and over.
When he thought his limbs would function, Logan pulled carefully from her body, getting off the bed. When she moved to get up, Decklan held her still. “Wait. Wait, Brooke. Please let us take care of you. Please let us, Brooke. You’ve given us so much more than you know.” She nodded and drifted to sleep.
Logan was holding a cool cloth to her, cleaning her of fluids. He lifted her gently from Decklan and she wrapped her arms and legs around him, snuggling into his chest. He held her tightly, whispering into her hair and stroking her back. Decklan returned a moment later and stretched out against her, kissing her shoulder.
She soon sank into a near comatose slumber, as if her body was at last taking a deep breath. A long time later, she opened her eyes groggily and Logan was staring at her. “Hi Logan.”
“You always know the difference so quickly, Brooke. Our own mother has to take a moment.”
Brooke reached out to stroke his face. “You have a tiny scar along your hairline. Your hair tends to fall to the left when left to its own devices and not raked back from your forehead. Your lips, like your eyes, are a hair darker than Decklan’s. You used to wear your hair longer but that’s less and less as time goes on.” Giving him a smile, she added, “Decklan’s hair falls to the right, he has a tiny freckle you don’t have in his hairline at his temple, his lips and eyes are lighter. I only have to concentrate when you aren’t close to me.”
His hand smoothed into her hair, stroking over her shoulder and lower to cup her breast. “Decklan is giving us time alone, as I’ll do for him later. He’s going to sit with the girls for a little.” She tensed and he hugged her. “No worries, he told everyone we’re laying down tracks in your studio.”
“Time alone?” She quirked her brow in confusion.
“Oh yes, Brooke. Each of us wants you separately as much as we want you together. And we would never take you together over and over. It isn’t good for your body to be used so hard.” He leaned in to kiss her deeply. “Are you sore, Brooke?” She shook her head.
He reached behind him and grabbed a condom, rolling it on as he rolled her to her back and settled between her legs. “I love you, Brooke. I love you with my brother, but I also love you as a man. As myself, I love you so much.” He kissed her possessively as he thrust into her pussy, his heart speeding up as her legs wrapped around him,
her hands on his back and in his hair.
His cock was cradled against her womb, throbbing as her pussy pulsed in response. “I will never hurt you again. I will only love you and prove I’m worthy of your love if and when you feel ready to give that to me. I’m so sorry for everything I did to you, for everything you’ve been through. I’ll do everything, anything in my power to help you heal, to take away your pain.”
He began slow deep thrusts into her and she held him to her, kissing him hard as tears slipped into her hair. He kept one hand moving on her side as the other fisted in her hair, alternately smoothing and tugging. His entire body was focused on her, his hips rocking steadily into the core of who she was as a woman. Firm, masculine lips with a surprisingly sensual curve made love to her mouth as he claimed her body.
“How beautiful you are, Brooke. That photo of you in the fitness magazine on your stomach by the pool, bikini top missing and little boy short bottoms cupping your ass in your bare feet and sunglasses. Damn. I keep that one by my bed.” Brooke’s eyes widened and her lips parted in surprise. “Oh yeah, baby, for years you’ve been the image in my mind when I stroke off. I think Decklan was partial to the Maxim shoot. He’s more city like that.”
Brooke’s body tightened beneath him and she arched, pressing their torsos together. He kept moving, tried not to slow even though she clamped hard around him while her climax raged like a wildfire through her. She tugged her lower lip between her teeth and rode it out.
When she released the breath she’d been holding he smiled and she stroked his face, asking, “Do you want to know which photo of all the ones we’ve taken is my favorite?” He nodded with a smile. “It’s the one Vaughn photo-shopped. He took a horrible picture wrapped up in horrible memories and made it so spectacular. Sometimes I’d look at that photo and pretend that was how it really was. Silly, huh?”
“That is so…oh my god, baby.” He took her hand and placed it over his heart so she could feel it pounding in his chest. “I still have that picture on my phone. I look at it all the time because that one isn’t posed, it isn’t specially lit, there’s no makeup or wardrobe people off-frame. It’s just you, real. Stunning.”
Logan kissed her for a long time, moving down to her neck and shoulders and up again. Holding her knee away from her body, he tightened her mound and went a little harder. Her fingers dug into him.
“Yes, Logan…” she said softly and stared into his green eyes. “Harder.” Going up on his hands, he pulled almost all the way out and rocked hard into her pussy. Slamming into her again and again and watching her climax build fast and hot. When she exploded with a scream, her body followed him off the bed as he pulled back, moaning his name and digging her nails into his ass.
Her eyes were hungry and he should have expected it when she flipped him to his back and began to ride him while her orgasm still rippled through her. She lifted, sliding her palms down his chest, and used just her powerful legs to propel her from his body before dropping hard.
After a smooth ride of very little effort, she reached down and placed her fingers over her clit, circling gently. “Logan…?”
“Yes, baby?” he managed to murmur as he watched her touch herself.
“I’d really like to feel you come because I’m almost there. I want to watch you.” Then she dropped forward and her hair fell around her face like a curtain. She dug in and rode him harder than any woman had ever done before. “I see you trying to hold back, honey. I. Want. Your. Come. Logan. Give me what I want.” Impossibly, she increased her strength and speed, his hands digging so hard into her hips he knew he’d leave bruises there.
She lowered her head and sucked his nipple, tugging it with her teeth, he met her thrusts from below, slamming into her repeatedly and coming with her name growling from his lips and watching her rise over him, her hands over her breasts as her own climax fired through her body. She never slowed, riding them both through it until she was coming down, knowing she took everything he had. Her head dropped back on her shoulders and she squeezed her breasts once more before staring down at him.
“Jesus Christ, Brooke. Are you fucking kidding me? If I wasn’t completely tapped out, I’d seriously return the favor. You’re so…so good, baby.” His hands were moving over her in shocked surprise. “I love you, that makes it so much better for me than with anyone ever. The way you…participated earlier, well, we’ve never seen that before. Amazing, but you’re so unique anyway. I…I didn’t expect one-on-one to be so excellent.”
She heard her bedroom door open quietly and ignored it, raking her nail down Logan’s chest to his abs, outlining each nipple, his defined abs, his belly button. Watching him gasp made her smile, “Logan, baby, I only know one-on-one, remember? You’re an excellent lover, as is Decklan, because you’ve practiced a lot.” She leaned forward and tugged his nipple with her teeth, his hands tightening on her hips in reflex. “You like a little kink which is good because I love kink.”
Sitting back, raking her hair away from her face and letting it drop down her back, she said quietly, “This is the first and last time I’ll ever bring this up, I promise. Rex was a Marine. When deployed, no sex. When on leave, he crammed as much as possible into a short time and he made sure it left an impression. He adored women, the way they felt, moved, smelled, and sounded. You and Decklan handicapped yourselves because I’m really the first woman you’ve looked at as a person. He was twice my age, twelve years older than you and Deck. Lots more time to practice.” She grinned down at him and he returned it.
“What I’m saying is, I’m open to anything, any position and any combination. If there’s something you’ve always wanted to try, please let me know because I love to play. Something you’ve been too embarrassed to ever ask a woman to do? I’m your girl. I’m just sorry you can’t thank him for gifting you with my skill set. Because Logan? You’re going to both want to thank him, baby.”
Brooke turned and smiled at Decklan. He moved closer to the bed and stroked her hair back from her face. “You’re looking especially hot, Brooke.” He kissed her hard. “Sounds like you have a very naughty streak we never would have suspected, baby.” She gave him a cocky grin. “Logan likes to tie women up but we rarely ever got an opportunity to do it together.” He reached out and took her breast in his hand, tweaking the nipple firmly. “Do you think you’d like to be tied up, Brooke?” Decklan’s eyes never left hers.
She reached out and stroked his cock. “Only if you promise to spank me,” her voice was sultry, sensual. Both their cocks jumped. Decklan in her hand and Logan in her body. “Anything else?”
“I’m harder than Logan in my…tastes.”
“Then I should probably ask permission before I simply take your cock in my hand. My apologies sir. Please give me the opportunity to make it up to you sir.” She bowed her head but not before Decklan saw her lick her lips.
He lifted her chin, “Brooke, I’m going to love learning this side of you. What’s your favorite thing to do?”
“I’m partial to mirrors. I also used to really like the use of a toy during,” she winked and Decklan grinned, “I don’t need that now. Very convenient.” Squeezing firmly, she said, “Talking dirty is good, I like to know how you feel.”
Decklan’s hands stroked down her body and cupped her breasts. She leaned into him heavily and he moved one hand down to stroke her clit. “Right now, we’re going to enjoy just you. Pure, nothing added Brooke. And let me explain why, baby. We enjoy games but mostly what we’ve dreamed about is being able to hold your naked body against ours. To love you hard and often, separately and together, kissing you, licking you, sucking you, and fucking you until you can’t think straight. I will say this, Rex was right. It will take both of us to replace him. Absolutely. But I’m okay with that.”
He rolled on a condom and lifted Brooke gently from Logan’s body. Her arms and legs wrapped around him and he growled. Several steps and he slammed her against the wall, his hands going over her roughly, his mouth suck
ing and biting at her. “Yes, oh yes, Decklan. Please.”
Surging to his balls in her pussy with one stroke, he held her ass and a fistful of her hair at the back of her head. She gripped him by a fistful of his hair and pulled him back. Staring into his eyes, she said through her teeth, “Hard, Decklan, I mean it.” He released his inner beast, the one she knew he probably never let out. Lowering her slightly, he changed the angle and pulled back until she thought she’d lose him completely. Tightening his hand on her ass, he rocked forward and their pelvises cracked together. “Oh god, yes please.”
Seeming surprised, he pulled back and delivered another brutal stroke, then another. By the time he’d slammed into her a dozen times she was screaming his name and clawing his shoulder, pulling his hair hard as she went tight as a vice on his cock and slammed her upper body into his.
“Sweet lord, Brooke.”
He carried her to the bed and laid her on the edge, standing on the floor and taking in the vision of her spread on the bed. Wrapping his forearms around her thighs, he hammered into her body with full strength. Sweat broke out over both their bodies and he distantly worried about hurting her but couldn’t stop when she was urging him on.
“Yes, Decklan, you feel so good, please don’t stop. I’m coming, god yes, oh fuck yes.” When the climax soared over her body, her nipples tight as pebbles, she ground out between her teeth, “Decklan, you will come with me next time. I need to feel it.” She reached up and pinched his nipples before raking her nails over his tight abs.
He pulled out and flipped her to her stomach, watching her victorious smile over her shoulder. Pressing her chest flat to the bed with her feet on the floor, he entered her again and leaned over her body, stroking his hands over her back and ass before slapping one cheek sharply. Looking back at him, she smiled, and felt his cock jump inside her. Gathering a fistful of her hair, he slid the other hand up her back and anchored her shoulder.
Pulling back, he began to hammer into her body without mercy, amazed when she braced her feet and used her knees against the side of the bed to push back against him. “Yes, oh yes, Decklan. I’m coming so hard. Please, I can’t bear it…” Then she screamed his name and threw her head back, her long blond hair cascading over her back.
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