Doreen took a moment to analyze my reply, then broke into a wide grin. “Awesome!”
“And Diane, I hope you’ll help us celebrate too,” I said to my vet tech. “I’d love it if you could be in my party as well.”
“Oh I’d be honored,” she smiled. “And just so we’re on the same page here, just how many of their hot friends are going to be there?”
I laughed and we spent a few moments talking excitedly about the wedding. My first surgery was an Irish Setter with a hernia, so it was a breeze but even then I felt half my head drifting towards my wedding day.
Everything went like that for the rest of the day. It was a good thing they were all routine, because I was running on half a tank so to speak, but all patients survived and went home happy and healthy, my staff was excellent and I was grateful for everything I had.
At the end of the day I was even more grateful to finally make it home to my guys, dinner on the table and them looking as damn fine as ever.
I would have jumped them both the moment I walked through the front door, but we had a wedding to plan.
Chapter Thirty Two
“Come on,” I mumbled under my breath as the snow fell harder in the late afternoon. I had been out at a ranch where a cow had been mauled by some wild dogs and hadn’t realized that the sun was already beginning to set while I stitched her up.
It got dark really early this time of year, and this was supposed to be my last call of the day so I could rush home and help prepare for tomorrow’s wedding. My nerves were shot and butterflies had taken up permanent residence in my stomach, but the three of us had really pulled it off. We’d managed to get everything together in time for our big event.
I had decided to treat myself and take a couple weeks off after today. Not that we could go on a honeymoon or anything, there were animals to take care of on the ranch of course, and I was leaving the practice in the hands of a new veterinarian. I didn’t want to be out of country if she came across any problems and needed to contact me.
I squinted my eyes and peered into the darkening snowstorm, wondering if I should slow down even more before I skidded off the road.
I would hate to get stuck all the way out here, I knew I was out of cell phone range, being on the other side of a big hill, away from town and any nearby towers.
I flicked my high beams on and was transported immediately into some crazy warp drive scene with flying snow and lights reflected into my face.
I switched them off, squinted and gripped the wheel as I slowed down to a crawl. “Dammit, I’d better get there tonight,” I mumbled and peered into the darkness.
My headlights cut a dull window through the flying snow, but I didn’t see far enough ahead to avoid a startled deer that bounded in front of me. I cursed, hit the brakes, and promptly skidded off the road.
“Shit!” I exclaimed and threw the truck into reverse.
The tires spun and I heard them whine as they hit ice underneath. I tried a few things, rocking back and forth and moving forward, then back.
After about ten incredibly tense moments, I felt the truck hit gravel underneath and lurch out of the ditch.
I laughed and eased it onto the road, threw it into drive and kept on through the snow storm.
Not hell or high water or deer jumping in front of me was going to keep me from my hot twin stepbrothers.
I would have walked back through the snow tonight if I’d had to. I was getting married in the morning and I wanted to celebrate tonight with one sexy guy on each side of me.
I pulled into the yard and both Jesse and Jordan were waiting for me on the porch.
“Damn, Natty, we tried to call but you didn’t pick up,” Jesse said with anxiety creeping into his voice.
“My phone was off, I was out of range anyways,” I replied and hopped down, slamming the door and walking up the stairs into their warm arms. “I’m home now though, let’s go celebrate the last night of freedom.” I grinned and opened the door.
Jordan helped me out of my jacket and I kicked my boots off on the porch. “That might be a bit of a problem,” he told me as he hung my jacket up. “You see, we have some wedding guests tonight so we won’t be getting much privacy.”
“Wedding guests?” I asked. “I thought everyone was in town here.”
“You know our army friends who couldn’t make it?” Jesse asked and stepped into the living room. “Well, surprise!”
I followed him and almost ran into a wall of solid muscle. “Oh,” I said and looked up and to each side. Three gorgeous hunky men stood there smiling down at me.
“You must be Natasha. These two dick heads have been yapping about you all bloody day,” said a drop-dead hot blonde guy with brilliant blue eyes.
“This is Roger,” Jesse said and punched the blonde in the shoulder. “He’s a bit of a prick but has a heart of gold.”
“You’re twice as pretty as they said,” a stunning man with a buzz cut and a twinkle in his eye told me.
“Uh thanks,” I replied.
“This is Dave,” Jordan said. “He’s the nicest one of the bunch.”
“Is that including you two assholes?” Asked the last guy with a chuckle. “I’m Jake,” he said with a breathtaking smile. His eyes were a deep blue and his hair a dark black. He held out his hand and I shook it, unable to concentrate on the conversation that was happening all around me.
“Natty?” Jordan asked me, breaking into my reverie. “Are you ready for dinner?”
“Let me wash up and I’ll be right down,” I replied with a smile. I couldn’t help but imagine how insanely hot it would be to have all five guys naked and hard, all wanting me. I mentally shook my head to clear the crazy thought and bounded up the stairs to shower and change my clothes.
I sauntered back down to join the group of hot men in my kitchen. Jordan handed me a glass of wine and Jesse continued to cook. The three friends were putting back beers and talking about their time overseas while I listened intently.
The twins hadn’t ever told me much about their service, but I suspected they’d had some bad things happen. Sometimes at night one of them would wake me with a nightmare, or sometimes I would catch them staring off into the distance with a haunted look.
If I asked about it, they always smiled and changed the subject. It continually amazed me that they were so focused on keeping me happy that they chose to keep the dark parts of their lives to themselves.
In a way it upset me, but I knew my brothers and I knew they would come around when they needed to.
Until then I was happy to keep them safe and well fucked here on our farm. I couldn’t be happier that they’d decided to stay with me instead of go back into whatever action they’d seen.
I couldn’t imagine my life without them. I couldn’t go on living if I lost them.
I lifted my glass for Jordan to pour me another and sipped the dark, woody red wine, looking at the three hotties visiting my brothers. “So it doesn’t seem weird to any of you?” I asked during a lull in the conversation.
“What’s that? Roger asked with a cocky grin.
“Us?” I chuckled. “Me with two husbands?”
“I think you’re nuts, myself,” Jake smiled. “Two men to clean up after? Any woman would be crazy to take that on.”
Jesse turned around and laughed. “Natty hit the jackpot with us. We’re happy cooking and cleaning up while she’s out bringing home the bacon.”
“How feminist of you,” Dave replied with a grin. “Now make me a sandwich!”
“I’m making you lasagna,” Jesse retorted. “If you’re lucky. We don’t mind cooking for Natty because she’s such a god damned wildcat in the bedroom.”
I blushed bright red and sipped my wine. When I looked up from under my thick lashes, five sets of eyes were pinned to me.
“This little thing?” Roger guffawed. “There’s no way she can handle both of you at once.”
“You’d be surprised,” Jordan replied and sat in the chair n
ext to mine. He reached over and casually draped his arm around my shoulder. He pulled me close to him and used his other hand to brush my thick hair back from my face. He leaned close to my ear, his breath hot on my flesh and said, “This little thing is such a cock hungry slut, I’ll be she could take on all of us.”
I gasped and jerked my head around to look at him. “I don’t know about that,” I said, the wine making me bolder than normal. “I can handle the two of you and your big fat ones, but I doubt I could take on five.”
“I know you, little girl,” Jesse smirked as he got the plates down from the cupboard. “If anyone could handle the lot of us at once, it would be you.”
“Uh, thanks for the vote of confidence?” I sipped my wine and tried to calm the fire that was blazing on my cheeks and in my panties. The thought of having five gorgeous men pleasing me at once was strangely addictive. I couldn’t stop flashes of it from running through my head the entire time we ate, drank and laughed through dinner.
Jesse sat on the other side of me and his hand crept over to rest on my knee under the table as we dined. Jordan caught on and moved his hand to my other knee. They massaged me and slowly worked my skirt up to my hips as I tried my best to act normal.
The wine flowed and everyone got drunker and drunker as the night went on. By the time the plates were cleared and the three visitors were washing up, Jordan and Jesse weren’t even trying to hide the fact that they were playing with my pussy as we sat at the table.
I bit my lower lip to stop myself from moaning when Jordan’s finger grazed my sensitive, swollen clit. I bit harder as Jesse’s finger joined his and parted my lips, exposing me to them.
Jesse tugged my panties off with one quick jerk and the three men at the sink turned around at the sound.
“Here, catch,” Jesse said and tossed them at Dave. He grabbed them in mid air, balled them up and brought them to his nose. “Delicious,” he said and handed them to Roger. “I’m jealous, you lucky bastards.”
Roger and Jake each had their turn, Jake put the panties in his shirt pocket. “Thanks for the gift, it’s what I always wanted.”
The five men grinned at each other like I was the most delicious little inside joke they knew.
“Isn’t this kinda weird?” I asked, my sentence drifting off into a moan as the twins found my clit again.
“We lived in close quarters for a few years, nothing’s weird between us guys at this point,” Roger replied, his blue eyes lit with fiery interest. He was a classic all American looker, he could have played the super hero in any number of movies, and knowing he wanted me too made me feel drunk on power.
“All of you feel this way?” I asked and rolled in my chair a little, grinding myself against my brothers’ fingers.
“Hell yeah,” Jake said and wiped his hands dry on a tea towel. He stood and looked at me, his hooded eyes fierce with interest. “I know what’s going on under that table right now, for instance, and it don’t seem weird to me. What seems weird is that I’m not on my knees in front of you buried nose deep in that gorgeous pussy of yours.”
“Let him,” Jordan whispered in my ear. “I want to see you pleasured tonight, little sis. I want to see you fucked and eaten and feeling so good you don’t know which way is up or what cock belongs where.”
“I love you guys though,” I exhaled slowly as their fingers sped up. “It would feel like cheating.”
“If we were okay with it, would you want to?” Jesse asked.
“I…I guess…”
“Then let it happen, Merry Christmas, my bride. Let us please you and worship your perfect little cunt. Consider this the gift of a lifetime.”
I closed my eyes and let myself ride the waves of sensation radiating from their fingers.
I became aware of how silent the kitchen had become, I knew all five men were staring at me with hot hunger exposed on their faces.
“Okay,” I said and felt warmth flood my body as I came the first time of many that night. “I want you all,” I cried out and kept my eyes squeezed shut, unable to face the men just then. Instead I let myself be picked up by my brothers and set on the table.
I felt their hands on my thighs, pulling them apart. “Dessert is served,” Jordan said with humor and excitement in his voice.
I opened my eyes then to find five men stripped down and fully erect, stroking their cocks and staring at me.
Jesse leaned close to my ear and said, “Enjoy yourself, dear sister. This is for you, let all your guilt and stress melt away as we take you places you never thought you’d go.”
I smiled and laid back on the kitchen table, my legs wide and ready, my brothers holding my thighs.
Jake wasted no time at all. All the men were like sculpted gods with perfect muscles, but he had beautiful tribal looking tattoos all over his massive chest and arms. “Celtic,” he said when he noticed me looking. “I’m from Ireland originally.”
“Enough small talk,” I grinned cheekily. “Get in here.”
Jake sat in a chair directly in front of me and got to work. His tongue and lips were pure pleasure and his fingers curled in as he fucked me slowly, finding my G spot with each pass.
Roger and Dave got on either side of me to play with my breasts and kiss me while Jake ate his fill.
I came hard and fast, but Jake didn’t stop. He kept drilling me hard with two twisted fingers, sending me careening into my next orgasm. I felt a pressure building up and when I came, I felt liquid gushing out of me into Jakes eager lips.
“She’s a squirter, I knew it,” Jake exclaimed. “God damn, your pussy is perfect.”
“Fuck her,” Jordan commanded. “Fuck our little sister, Jake. Pound that perfect pussy.”
With nothing more needed, Jake stood and placed the head of his thick, rigid cock against my slit. “Are you okay with this?” he asked.
In answer I moaned and hooked my feet around his hips and drew him into me.
His thickness split me open and I cried out as he hit the end of my pussy. He withdrew slowly and Jesse hissed, “Fuck her, make her scream like a little whore.”
Jake obeyed, slamming back into me and hitting me hard and fast until I fell into yet another screaming orgasm. Dave’s mouth was on mine as I cried out. Roger’s mouth and tongue sucked my breasts and I felt myself babbling incoherently until Jake shot his load in me and pulled out.
“Let’s get her upstairs,” Jesse said. Jesse and Jordan helped me sit up, helped me out of my dress and carried my naked, overheated body upstairs.
The five men helped me onto the bed like I was some kind of precious gem, a delicate flower.
“Dave, you’re up buddy, I owe you one,” Jordan said and his friend climbed in between my legs and kissed me all the way down from my mouth to my pussy and back again.
I was quivering in delight as he slipped inside of me, his hard cock filling me up and sending me over the edge into oblivion as he pounded me faster and faster.
Roger straddled my chest, bringing one powerful leg over and leaning forward on his hands.
His cock slipped into my mouth and he began to fuck it, matching time with Dave.
I was being fucked in both ends by two unbelievably hot men. Their muscles strained and the noises they made filled the room with incredible sounds.
Jordan and Jesse knelt on either side of me stroking their cocks. I reached out and grabbed one in each hand to tug on them as I was being fucked hard by their friends. Jake, not to be forgotten, began to jerk himself next to me. He reached out and began to play with my clit as Dave pulled himself up onto his knees, exposing my slit to Jake’s skilled hands.
I was out of my mind with lust and joy, my body was being played by five men, I was being teased and fucked into a finale so forceful I thought I might pass out from the sheer pleasure being given and taken at that moment.
I screamed against Roger’s cock and squeezed my eyes shut, gripped my brothers’ cocks and clenched down hard on Dave’s dick. Jake flicked my clit
and doubled the sensations with his fingers.
I came hard enough that I saw stars on the back of my eyelids, bright flashes of light exploded as my body let go.
Each man came quickly after that. Roger flooded my mouth, Dave flooded my pussy and I felt hot jets of cum shooting over my flesh from my brothers and Jake.
I let Roger and Dave pull out, and let my brothers slip away. I was exhausted but still wanted more.
The men talked to each other about me like I was a fast car or an expensive bottle of wine. It felt good to be so adored, especially by five of the hottest men I’d ever seen.
And even more so because I was so desperately and madly in love with two of them.
Jordan laid down beside me and kissed me softly. “I’m so proud of you, little sis,” he said with a smug grin. “I knew you could handle five of us at once…and it’s so fucking hot to see you floating on your little cloud of happiness you know. Making you happy makes me harder than anything else.”
He pulled me onto him and his waiting cock, I felt hands grabbing at me all over and I sat up, smiled, and rode him hard.
It was just the beginning of a long and memorable night, but in the morning when I woke sore and stiff, I was happy to find just Jordan and Jesse next to me.
Their love and their adoration was all I needed, in spite of the fact that having five men was amazing.
My two guys were perfect for me.
Chapter Thirty Three
“Hold still, Natasha,” Doreen commanded, tugging at my hair.
“Here, let me help,” Tina said and pulled on a strand or two.
“It hurts,” I replied. “What are you guys doing up there?” We were upstairs in my old bedroom trying to get everything ready. Doreen was already in her bright red bridesmaids dress, Tina was wearing something more modest for the matron of honor, and Diane would be arriving soon.
“Trying to tame this rat’s nest. Were you nervous or something? You didn’t sleep well? You’ve got knots and tangles everywhere,” Tina said.
“Uh, yeah, not a lot of sleep,” I replied and blushed. “I washed it and tried to put conditioner in to help the tangles though.”
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