“He’s being a self-sacrificing idiot,” Burke said. There was no other way to describe it. His brother huffed and sent him a dirty look.
Jessa merely smiled, looking on with a lazy, sexy indulgence. “He’s good at that. But I won’t have it.”
“Jessa…” Cole began, his brow furrowing.
“We covered this,” Jessa said. “I want you, Cole, no matter how brooding or dark. I don’t just want Burke’s vibrance. I can be difficult, too. I’m not always sweet. Seriously, I’m on my best behavior. But I can be stubborn. When I feel like I’m in a corner, I come out scratching and clawing. I can get lost in my work and forget people exist. I’m not perfect. Can you handle that?”
“I can.” Burke was so fucking proud of her. He’d known her for such a short time, but she’d filled up his whole heart so quickly. Sweet and funny and brave. She was smart and talented, and she knew how to handle them. That was so fucking sexy to him.
“You’re sure?” Cole asked.
Burke watched her gather her patience. “Yes.”
Cole hesitated, drew in a deep breath, then... “Strip.”
His brother’s inner caveman had emerged, and for the first time, Jessa’s confidence faltered. Her hands came up to the flaps of the robe, nervously pulling them together.
“Don’t, sweetheart,” Burke coached. “You’ve handled him beautifully so far. Don’t stop now. Drop the robe. He wants to inspect you. I want to look at you, too. I want to see the body that’s going to belong to us soon.”
“You made your choice, Jessa,” Cole said, standing shoulder to shoulder with Burke. “This is how it’s going to be. We’re in control. We’ll treat you like a princess. We’ll indulge you, but here in our bed, you’re going to submit to us.”
“I promise you’ll enjoy it, sweetheart. We’ll take care of you. Just trust us.”
With trembling fingers, she pulled at the ties of the robe and let it fall to the floor.
Burke caught his breath. She was beautiful, all luscious curves and breasts and perfect skin. She stood there, biting her lip, waiting for them to say something.
“You’re gorgeous, sweetheart.” Burke couldn’t take his eyes off her.
“Turn around,” Cole choked out, twirling his finger to mimic what he wanted.
Jessa took a deep breath and turned, giving them a spectacular view of her backside.
“God, that is a gorgeous ass,” Cole said.
“Perfectly heart shaped.” Burke was calmer now. This was going to happen. His brother was in. Now that Cole had seen her naked, heard from her own lips that she wanted him, and she’d shown him trust in baring herself, there was zero chance of him walking away. “We need to prepare it.”
Jessa looked over her shoulder. “Prepare what?”
“Your ass, baby,” Cole explained. “We won’t take you together tonight, but eventually, we want to fill you up.”
“I’ll take your pussy, sweetheart,” Burke explained, voice low. “I’ll work my way into your tight little cunt. You’ll think you’re full then, but then Cole will start in on that sweet backside. Then he’s going to fuck your ass while I take you pussy. Over and over. Or the other way around.”
Her mouth opened. Then she closed it in apparent shock, but desire lurked there, too. “I’m glad you’re not triplets.”
“Turn around again,” Cole commanded.
Jessa turned and stared at them. “It would really be easier for me if you two were undressed as well. I’m feeling a little lonely here.”
Cole ignored her, eyes narrowed and focused right between her legs. “Her pussy is shaved. How many virgins are bare?”
Jessa’s skin flushed a pretty pink.
True, but Burke sure liked the view. “Her skin is exquisite. Imagine what her ass is going to look like after we paddle her.”
Burke could see her, bent over and accepting Cole’s discipline. His cock twitched. Maybe he would wield the paddle, too. He’d never really wanted to before, simply enjoyed watching his brother do it, but he wanted to be responsible for Jessa, as well.
Cole walked over to her, still staring down at her perfectly naked pussy on display. “Did you shave for us?”
She nodded. “I read that men like it.”
“Do you know why men like it?” Burke asked, enjoying her slightly nervous demeanor.
He’d never thought about virginity before, he and Cole having lost theirs at sixteen to an adventurous woman who lived in the same trailer park as his uncle, but now he could see the appeal. Later, when Jessa came into her sexuality, she would be a force to be reckoned with, a goddess. But he loved this brave little nymph, too. All of Jessa’s sexual self would belong to them—the temptress and the girl just opening her wings. The thought did strange things to his heart.
“Uhm, I think they like to look at it.”
A knowing grin stretched across Cole’s lips. He’d finally relaxed. “I do like to look at it. I’m a little perverse.”
“A little?” Burke prodded.
Cole shrugged. “Okay, a lot. But that’s not the only reason. I think she knows, and she just doesn’t want to say it. Tell me the truth, baby, why did you shave your pussy?”
They were crowding her, one on each side, but she didn’t back down. Burke leaned in and kissed her lips, a soft little touch of flesh on flesh. He played, his lips skimming hers, then retreating. When Burke released her, Jessa turned and accepted Cole’s kiss. His brother’s tongue surged in, never one to simply play. Jessa was breathless when Cole let her go.
“Answer me.”
Burke touched her, his hand skimming down from her shoulder to her hip, leaving goose bumps along the way. Her nipples tightened, and Burke swore he could smell the musky scent of her arousal permeate the air.
He let his hand slide from the delicious curve of her hip to the mound of her pussy. Sweetly wet. He closed his eyes. His mouth watered as he leaned in, letting his nose find her neck. “Tell Cole why you shaved your pussy.”
“I heard that men are more willing to do things down there if there’s no hair.”
He felt a grin split his face as he slipped his fingers through her folds. More arousal coated his fingers. She was getting hot. He was already blazing. “What things?”
She sighed. “You know.”
“I don’t,” Burke teased. He found the jewel of her clit and ran his thumb over it. Jessa jolted, a little cry falling from those plump lips.
“I do. She wants you to eat her pussy, Burke.” Cole’s hand slid beside his own.
“Cole,” Jessa gasped. “That sounds so dirty.”
“It is dirty. But I want to hear you say it. Do you want Burke to eat your pussy? He’ll get his tongue in deep. He won’t miss an inch of your cunt. He’s going to lap up all that cream you’re making and demand more. I’m going to love watching. How’s that, baby?”
Her voice was shaky as she replied. “I—I… That sounds incredible.”
“Then ask him nicely,” Cole commanded, face stern.
Jessa turned to Burke. “Will you…kiss me?”
Cole raised his brow, then landed a sharp smack across Jessa’s ass. She jumped, a little huff leaving her mouth.
“He spanked me.” Wide-eyed, Jessa smoothed her hand across her bottom.
“You disobeyed,” Cole pointed out. “And there’s more where that came from if you’re a bad little girl. Now ask correctly.”
She turned to Burke a bit nervously, her green eyes so beautiful and clear. “I’d very much like for you to eat my pussy.”
Joy threatened to overtake him. He lifted her up, his arm going under her knees, pulling her against his chest. She was a pleasant weight in his arms, and suddenly Burke was goddamn excited about the future. He set aside all his worries about Delgado and the case. No one would think a thing about Jessa. As far as Delgado knew, he and Cole were only interested in very young, well-trained slaves.
Jessa was perfect for them. She was the one. He knew it deep down. They
’d claim her tonight, and as soon as this case was over, they’d return and claim her forever.
Burke settled Jessa on the enormous bed, satisfaction pouring through his veins. Wearing a smile as primal lust pounded inside him, he took her ankles in his hands and spread her wide.
* * * *
Jessa felt the soft comforter at her back, contrasting with the hard man on top of her. Burke had spread her legs and settled himself between them. She stared up at him, wondering how she’d gotten so lucky. These men called to her in a way no single man had or could. They were pieces of a puzzle she’d been looking to solve her whole life. She fit. She finally fit.
Burke lowered his mouth to hers, his lips brushing them. She could feel his erection gently nudging against her. He was big, but she wanted him. She wanted to do away with the whole “virgin” thing and be their woman in every sense of the word.
As she wrapped her arms around his neck, she silently admitted that she wasn’t being smart. She’d only known them for a few days. But they were already in her heart.
She returned Burke’s kiss, need sweeping over her, and bucked her hips to his in silent entreaty. She was fooling herself if she thought a few nights with them would do. Already, she wanted a lifetime.
Burke broke away and started to kiss his way down her body. She shivered as his lips swept over her neck, his tongue grazed her collarbone. He caressed her, seemingly fascinated by her skin. Then he touched her nipples, a tender glide of his thumb. She gasped as he pinched one while his tongue circled the other. She’d never guessed how much sensation the little buds could feel. When Burke pulled her nipple deep in his mouth, she felt it in her aching pussy. She was getting wet. So wet. She closed her eyes and let Burke’s touch bathe her in heat.
And then Burke’s fingers were replaced with another mouth. She looked down. Cole nuzzled her other breast, and she arched helplessly at the hot, jagged need they created. Two dark heads worked over her, sucking at her nipples, their hands playing at her mound. Someone’s fingers slipped inside her while another toyed with her clit.
With a last long suck, Burke released her nipple. His tongue delved into her navel, licking a line all the way down to her pussy. Cole growled at her breast, the sensation rumbling along her skin. He bit at her sensitive little tip, taking it between his teeth.
A little pain was all right by Cole. The way he did it, she liked it, too. When he’d slapped her ass earlier, all she’d been able to think about was what it would be like to lie across his lap, immobile, and take the sting of his palm on her bare backside. Even the thought excited her.
Cole sat up and began unbuttoning his shirt. Jessa stared. With every inch he revealed, she couldn’t help but notice that he was ripped with pure, hard muscle, every inch of flesh a testament to his strength and determination. Broad shoulders. A sculpted chest. Big biceps. Flat, tight abs. He was a work of art. A tattoo of a dagger, the hilt ornate and detailed, decorated his left arm, and she touched it. Someone with a very steady hand had spent hours crafting this image onto his skin.
“You don’t get out of the Navy without a little ink.” Cole shrugged out of his shirt, letting it fall to the floor. “Burke has an identical one.”
Naturally.
The thought died when Burke pulled her folds apart and licked at her clit. Then she couldn’t think at all anymore. Tingles erupted across her skin. Fire spread through her system.
“Does that feel good, baby?” Cole’s hand was on the buckle of his belt. Jessa watched as he slowly pulled it open and eased his slacks down.
Good? Burke tormented her. His tongue lashed at her, then he suckled the sensitive bud. He traded little teasing licks with long sucks at her clit. A burning wave of feeling built inside her. It was huge and foreign and a bit overwhelming.
Cole stopped his slow striptease and growled at her. “You stay still. Let Burke have his way.”
She’d been moving, she realized, unconsciously trying to escape the need starting to overwhelm her. “It’s too much.”
“You’re just getting started. You move again, and I’ll spank you red. Do you understand? Burke, let’s finish her off.”
As though they had planned it, Burke moved lower, spreading her legs even wider with his shoulders, and fucked her with his tongue, filling her and making her writhe and cry out. She stayed still, Cole’s warning still ringing in her ears.
And then she couldn’t move at all. Cole covered her torso with his big body and the warm press of his skin. He leaned toward her pussy. No, he couldn’t… But he did. In a move of practiced seduction, his mouth claimed her clit as Burke speared his tongue high into her pussy. Sensation ramped up, and she began disintegrating under the onslaught. It was too much. It was everything.
“Come, sweetheart. Right on my tongue. I want to lick you up.” Burke’s hands tightened on her thighs as he thrust his tongue back in.
Cole sucked her clit in between his teeth, pulling hard.
That was all it took. Sensation tightened, seizing her breath and heartbeat, blood pounding. Then she exploded, thrashing and screaming as the orgasm took her. It was more than she’d ever imagined. Pleasure thrummed through every inch of her body as they suckled and fucked her with their mouths until she lay in a boneless puddle.
As she came down, the twins licked more leisurely, as though they simply enjoyed her taste. She panted, melted, feeling drugged by their very presence. This was where she wanted to be. This was what she’d waited for.
Her body jerked in little aftershocks. Cole got to his knees. Burke looked up, his stare locking on hers.
“That was delicious, sweetheart.” He pushed up and started to undress.
Jessa watched him. Burke stripped out of his pants. His cock jutted from the V of his thighs. It was big and intimidating, just like the man himself, reaching almost to his navel. She couldn’t take her eyes off the graceful lines and plum-shaped head. What would he taste like? Pearly pre-come seeped from the head.
“I need you, baby.” Cole’s voice was deep and honest.
Desire was stamped on his face, and she could tell this was more than just needing her body. He needed her. Whatever insane feelings had overtaken her heart, that expression said she wasn’t alone. She was the only one he wanted. Jessa held her arms out, welcoming him.
“Lift up, sweetheart. I want to be a part of this.” Burke helped her sit up, then slid in behind her, his body half under hers. He wrapped her in his arms.
Cole tore open a condom and began working it over his cock, his hands shaking.
“He wants you. He wants you so bad, sweetheart,” Burke whispered in her ear. “He’s never wanted anyone like he wants you. You know how I know? Because I feel the same way. We’re crazy about you.”
She let her head roll back, finding a place in the crook of his neck. His words both soothed and aroused her. His breath played over her skin. His palm cradled her breast.
Cole’s eyes glittered a dark, fathomless blue as he gripped her thighs, cock just barely touching her pussy. “There’s no going back from here.”
She nodded, her gaze tangled in his. “I don’t want to go back.”
“Then you’re ours now.” He thrust up, joining them in a single, smooth move. Her recent orgasm had made her folds soft and swollen. Jessa cried out at the tearing pain as he broke through her barrier and kept sinking deeper. Then the pain faded, replaced by a foreign, delicious fullness that grew with each second.
“You feel so good.” Cole groaned and thrust into her with slow, short strokes. An inch in and then out. Another inch, burning, unstoppable. He fucked her carefully, moving in and out, giving her time to take him comfortably. She welcomed the burn. He was so big, stretching her relentlessly and making her writhe.
Burke’s hands cupped her breasts as he whispered, “Take all of him. Yes, that’s beautiful, sweetheart. So fucking beautiful. You’ll take me next, and I’ll sink so deep…”
Jessa let her hands find Cole’s back. His skin was
hot, smooth, bunched with muscles as he invaded her, his strokes burning and filling her, becoming more and more urgent. Burke pressed kisses along her neck. She was surrounded by them, every inch of space taken up with their feel and scent.
She belonged to them.
Cole picked up the pace, his face contorting as he worked over her. “You feel so damn good, baby. So tight. So…ours.”
Burke’s hand slipped between them and pinched at her clit. Cole thrust faster, hitting some place deep inside. The kind of pleasure they’d given her with their mouths built all over again, but deeper, more demanding. Jessa whimpered and wrapped her legs around Cole, rushing up to meet his thrusts. She gave herself to him completely.
“That’s right,” Cole said on a groan. “Give it to us. Come, baby. Let us have it.”
“I can hear you panting,” Burke whispered. “Feel your rapid heartbeat. Your whole body is tensing. Come, sweetheart. Cole won’t resist joining you. You’re too sweet.”
Burke rubbed her clit with every low word he spoke, and she exploded, pleasure wracking her. Cole held her hips, driving in with hard thrusts, teeth bared, as he came. He called out her name and shoved in as deeply as he could, as though he wanted to fuse them together. His body shook then fell against hers.
She was pressed between them, Burke’s arms wrapped around her, Cole’s head buried in her neck. She moaned, feeling absolutely exhausted—and at utter peace.
“Don’t think we’re through yet,” Burke whispered. “It’s my turn, sweetheart.”
With his soft, subtle warning, her body went on alert.
“We’re not even close to through,” Cole added, his lips brushing the space between her breasts before taking a nipple in his mouth tenderly. Between them, she felt special, beloved.
No. They weren’t through. She would never be through with them.
Gingerly, Cole withdrew from her pussy. Almost immediately, Burke loomed over her, his sheathed cock in hand. Cole disposed of his own condom, then he eased into the spot Burke had occupied just moments ago, wrapping his arms around her. Her breath caught. Burke smiled seductively as he covered her, slid inside of her, then let out a long moan. “That’s it, sweetheart. This is fucking heaven.” Another deep stroke, another groan. “And I’m never going to want to leave.”
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