Tempted by Brothers [Temptation, Wyoming 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Zoey Marcel

  When he felt she was wet and relaxed enough, he capped the tube, tossing it back to his brother. Dane nudged her thighs open wider and nestled his aroused cock into place. The nerves in his glans thrilled at the molten heat seeping from her pussy and boiling against his sensitive tissues.

  Amber looked mildly nervous like she knew it would hurt, but she also appeared excited and somewhat relaxed.

  He slipped his hand over hers and their fingers clasped. His eyes held her trusting, heated gaze as he gave the first nudge that sent his thick cockhead into her vagina. She winced and squeezed his hand. He felt her pussy stretching around his girth as she tried to get used to him.

  “Are you all right, my sweet little mate?” he whispered to her, brushing her hair back with his hand.

  “I’m okay, just please go slow. It burns.”

  “I will.” He dropped a soft kiss on her forehead and then pushed his dick forward another inch.

  They were like that a while. He would gradually ease his erection in deeper and then pause, almost losing his mind to insanity and his body to orgasm while she tried to adjust to the painful burn of losing her innocence to him.

  When he was finally situated completely inside of her body, he didn’t move. Amber made faces of pain, panting in exhaustion and evident exhilaration. When she was ready he started to move inside her. He kept his pace relatively slow throughout the duration of their lovemaking. He didn’t want to hurt the cutie.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck and mewled softly into his shoulder while he fucked her gently and held her close. Her pussy felt tight and smoldering, easing and then clenching around his penis. His tempo sped up slightly, though it still wasn’t bonkers.

  He made love to Amber’s mouth while he tunneled in her volcanic wetness, letting her know that she wasn’t a virgin anymore. Never again could she make that claim. She was his girl, his to cherish and his to fuck.

  Dane bellowed when the flaming shower of his release shot through his testicles and shaft, sputtering into her thirsty cunt hard and fast. It was probably the only sexual moment in his life where he didn’t feel dominant or the need to be in control of the woman beneath him. In this perfect, intoxicating moment with his Amber he felt completely defenseless, overcome, and dominated by the tender love they shared and the powerful passion between them.

  Her silent tears of joy and sexual release trickled down her face, returning his control to him when he brushed them away with his fingers and comforted his girl with kisses.

  * * * *

  Amber lay breathless on the soaked blankets, trapped between the mattress and Dane’s hard, powerful body. This moment with him, the entire encounter had been so perfect, felt so right. He’d been so sweet about bringing her pink roses, her favorite, and taking it slow and gentle while he took her innocence away.

  Carson, too had been a dear by dressing her all fancy and sexy for his brother to mate with her. He’d sprinkled rose petals on the bed and had created a romantic ambiance with the lighted candles. She was thankful to both men for making this memory so magical for her, this night so special to her.

  She’d heard Carson coming in the background as he apparently jacked himself off while watching the two of them together. Now the refractory period was evidently over and his penis was revved up and ready to go again, this time in her pussy.

  The sexual experience with Dane had been painful during the initial penetration, but once he’d torn carefully through her timid hymen the pain had diminished to discomfort that made her squirm and then finally into warm, bonding rivulets of ecstasy.

  “Thank you for being gentle,” she whispered up to him.

  Dane smiled down at her with deep love in his dark eyes. “Thank you for your gift.”

  Carson stood with a naughty grin once Dane moved. “Is it my turn?”

  Amber sat up, returning his eager smile. “It looks like it.”

  “You want an orgasm?”

  “You bet I do.” She eyed him curiously, not trusting that dark glint in his eyes.

  “Good. If you want an orgasm, you have to strip down naked and plaster your body against the big living room window while I fuck you hard from behind.”

  Her jaw dropped, and beetles had nothing on her bugged out eyes. “But people will see my—”

  “Your hot fucking body,” Carson interrupted in warning.

  She turned squeamish when she thought of people retching in the streets when they saw her naked body jiggling and bouncing.

  Still, there was something hot about the idea of stripping down and revealing her nudity to strangers while her lover fucked her. It seemed so primal and forbidden. The concept called to her even as it humiliated her at the mere thought.

  Dane cleared his throat. “Car, you are aware that our girl just lost her virginity two seconds ago? Do you really think she’s ready for exhibition?”

  “She’s ready,” Carson decided without making eye contact with his brother. He stepped closer to the bed and cupped her jaw in his large hand. “If you don’t want to be put on display because you want your naked body only to be seen by Dane and me, that’s fine. But don’t you back out of my hot little fantasy of you just because you hate your body. I told you that you were beautiful. You are, damn it. Now say it.”

  “I’m beautiful.” She felt shy saying it to him, but then the words became something of a reality over the way he looked at her.

  “You’re damned right you are.”

  “You’re not allowed to use those shitty words you wrote down ever again,” Dane told her. “We won’t stand for it.”

  “That’s right, sugar lips. You can only use the words we wrote all over your lush body,” Carson added.

  Amber smiled and then swallowed when she watched her men leave the room. She heard the rapid sound of drapes being flung open and knew that Carson was out there waiting for her, waiting for her to obey him, to exhibit herself sexually to strangers and people she knew.

  She stood and took a deep breath, knowing what she had to do, for him, for herself. Once in the living room she found Carson standing there, devouring her with the brazen intensity of his face.

  The shower water running told her that Dane was getting all soapy clean.

  She watched Carson undress while they held each other’s gazes. When he was completely naked he stared at her expectantly. She gulped down her anxiety, hands shaking as she removed her lingerie and exposed her curvaceous body to him. He licked his lips, groaning crudely and eyeballing her like a pervert she couldn’t resist.

  “On your knees, sub,” he said in a smooth tone.

  She got down on her knees, barely noticing the way her thighs bulged and spread when she sat on them. She was too distracted by the tempting package of pure masculinity coming toward her and drooling for the hard-on that raged with lust for her. He was rigid and painfully bloated from the looks of it, all for her.

  That wasn’t about money or charity. He was erect because he wanted her and all her curves just like Dane did.

  Carson snaked his fingers through her hair, soothing her with an amorous sweep over her facial features.

  “Kiss my cock, sub,” he whispered in a silky hush. “I want you to acknowledge the penis that will tear through all your barriers and make you see how beautiful you really are.”

  Her eyes lidded, heart bubbling over with joy and adoration as she kissed the tip of his erection, making the head bob with eagerness.

  “Good girl. Now get up and go plaster your full-figured body up against the window like I told you to before I give you a spanking.” He stopped her and teased her asshole with the pad of his finger. “If you’re a good girl and give me pleasure I’ll let you come for me while the town watches you writhe naked in my arms with my cock up you.”

  His harsh, heated rasp in her ear made her pussy clutch on emptiness and cream in preparation for his dick.

  Amber took a deep breath and padded over to the window. “You won’t ever share me with anyone else
, will you? Besides Dane I mean.”

  She was all for a three-way with her two mates, but throwing other people into the mix didn’t sound so great to her. Two men she could handle. Any more than that and it would probably be too mechanical and she wouldn’t get to enjoy herself as much since she’d have too many men to make happy at once. That and she might feel like a buffet getting picked over by a truckload of men. It might be hot, but not at all romantic. Some things should just be kept personal between soul mates.

  Carson gave her a reassuring smile and put her fears to rest with the earnestness in his eyes. “No one will ever get to experience with you what Dane and I have with you. You’re all ours, baby. I just want to rub it in to the single lechers like Roy that you belong to me and Dane.”

  “I see.”

  “Obey me like a good girl, Amber.”

  She moaned and grabbed her crotch, thrilling at the spark of wildness in his eyes and the animalistic way his cock pounced upward at her obscene touching. Stepping up to the oversized window, she inhaled deeply, peering out at the twilight beyond that would partially conceal her.

  When she made out the townspeople all right, she realized it wouldn’t. There were still colors in the sky, though the blue-green color scheme of twilight was especially prevalent.

  Amber pressed her body against the cold glass, causing her already-aroused nipples to pucker and firm against the chilly surface.

  “Good girl, Amber.” Carson’s voice and footsteps drew near. “You obey your Doms to the point of letting others lust after your nakedness.”

  She shivered at his words, belly tightening in arousal. “Lust is a strong word.”

  A frantic gasp tore from her throat when he fisted his hand in her hair and tugged her head back roughly.

  “Call me Sir, and don’t call me a liar again.”

  A spike of desire impaled her gut when he slammed her up against the window, flattening her out against the glass as he pinned her with his strong, muscled body.

  “You dirty siren, showing all these dead-sexy curves to other men. I should spank you for that.”

  She moaned, relieved that no one outside had noticed her yet from what she could tell.

  “Mark my words, little sub. So many people are going to lust after you tonight, and you’re going to stand here and take it like a good girl because I want you to.”

  She whimpered at his bedroom talk and the way his fingers skimmed through her moist pussy folds.

  “Fuck, it makes me hard as a brick seeing you like this, all naked and helpless in my arms, nowhere to run or hide, getting ogled by all those single perverts while I fuck you from behind and play with this clit.”

  She cried out and thumped against the window when Carson propelled his dick up her vagina like a torpedo, apparently forgetting that his naughty woman had only just lost her virginity. She didn’t care. She was almost thirty for goodness’ sake. She’d been deprived for so long. Now it was time to make up for lost time.

  Oh holy mama, there were a few people glimpsing her as they passed. Most kept walking, but a couple stopped to stare like bold, unapologetic pervs. Then there were a couple of tactful ones that became damned fascinated by the rose bushes and hydrangea hedges out front, despite the fact that both were devoid of blooms and dead since it was fall. She wanted to laugh at their shoddy attempts at discretion, as humiliated as she was. Apparently half-dead plants reduced to sticks during autumn were fascinating as hell.

  From what she could tell it seemed to only be single people who took a second glance. She was grateful for that. She’d have felt bad if married couples saw, unless voyeurism was a shared interest of theirs in their marriage.

  Carson rammed it home inside of her, cussing under his breath and throwing caution to the wind while he battered her cunt hard with his dick. His movements forced her up against the glass, smashing her breasts and squishing her thighs.

  Her humiliation skyrocketed as did her lust when he began smoothing his hand over her belly and then kneading her rolls and love handles in his hands. Good gravy, was he trying to shame her by showcasing all her flaws and emphasizing the hell out of them?

  One young man really got down close and observed the hell out of the vacated rose bushes, peeking up at her through the sticks. Nothing voyeuristic going on there. Purely for the love of flowers, absent though they might have been.

  A woman had her tongue hanging out and yelled something really loud and clapped. For some reason the words “oh hell yeah” went through Amber’s head just before she realized who it was. Oh god, it was her boss, Brenda from the coffee shop. She walked over to the man supposedly examining the bushes and patted him on the head with a laugh as she walked by.

  Amber grinned sheepishly, cheeks burning, unsure whether to die of embarrassment or mold into the glass and her man’s twisted will. Her pussy flooded when Carson skimmed over her clit on his way down to grope her thighs. One hand drifted back up to lift her heavy breast and roll it in his palm, making the sheer mass of her full tit spill over his hand.

  He went back to fondling her cunt and caressing her belly.

  When Bathsheba Kensington passed by, Amber made it a point to scream. The dark-haired woman looked around and then up at Amber, jaw dropping when she saw her writhing naked in Carson’s arms while he fucked her swift and furious from behind.

  Amber wasn’t a vindictive person. She grinned like a wicked little brat. Oh fuck it. She totally was, where man-snatching bitches were concerned. She made it a point to wave at Bathsheba with a smug little smile on her face.

  Bathsheba glared at her and flipped her off before strutting away.

  Amber just smiled, forgetting her gloating when the blistering heat in her pussy started to spread throughout her body, consuming her with flames. Her G-spot would combust without permission if he didn’t give it soon.

  Carson’s hand went to her throat, squeezing a light warning there, making her neck pulse against his controlling hand. “Don’t you dare come without my permission. Beg me.”

  “Please, I need it so bad.”

  “What are you to me?”

  “A lot of things.”

  “The word on the right side of your stomach.”

  Her chest moved with feeling while her vagina shuddered and trembled around his puffed-up cock. “I’m beautiful.”

  “What are you to, Dane?”

  “I’m beautiful.”

  “Do you see those dirty pervs lusting after your gorgeous body?” he huffed.

  “Yes.”

  He slapped her pussy, making her cry out and then whimper when he shoved her up against the window harder. “Yes, Sir. I see them.”

  “But you’re not theirs are you?”

  “No, Sir.”

  He rammed into her hard, swearing and grunting like a horny beast. “Whose are you, baby?”

  “Yours and Dane’s.”

  He growled and nipped at her mating mark, igniting fiery tingles. “Are we blind, sub?”

  “No, Sir.”

  Lava flowed through her system and sexual tremors rippled through her as she fought to stay in control and obey him.

  “Are we stupid?”

  “No, Sir.”

  “Are we liars?”

  “No, Sir.” She choked on a sob when he rubbed her blood-filled clit just enough to make it cry with want.

  “Then don’t you fucking doubt us again when we tell you you’re beautiful. Forget everyone else. It only matters what we think of you and what you think of yourself. No body type is everyone’s favorite. Diversity makes everything beautiful.” He ground out his words, sounding like his control was slipping as badly as hers was.

  “Oh god, Sir! I’m going to come.”

  A strangled sob of need tore from her when he clutched her throat tighter and growled against her mating mark, smothering her skin with the humid heat of his breath.

  “What are you, baby?”

  She cried out and clenched on his cock when he massaged he
r clit in the way that got her off best. He knew full well what he was doing to her.

  “I’m beautiful,” she choked out, weeping softly and somehow believing him.

  The people outside disappeared, either because they went on their way or her mind shut them out in this passionate moment with her lover.

  “Do you believe it?” he rasped, sounding gruff and feral.

  “Yes,” she panted desperately. “Oh god, I’m coming. Please!”

  “Come for me, baby. Grind yourself all over that fucking window.”

  A savage scream ripped from her as her G-spot and clit came to some sort of explosive agreement that shattered her control completely. She convulsed in Carson’s arms, humping the glass like it was Dane’s body sandwiching her in with Carson’s.

  Her pussy constricted around Carson’s huge dick, making him moan and grunt as he made deep, reaching thrusts into her cunt. Her climax coaxed him into one. She sobbed with overwhelming elation when he pulsed his release and spewed his boiling, messy seed into her.

  His grinding against her ass made her sore buttocks burn during most of the session, but the way she’d had to take the pain for him had only heightened her insane arousal all the more.

  Her face and body sweated and squeaked against the glass, and her pussy throbbed with awareness as he injected her depths with the hot rush of fluid from his body.

  When a cop walked by, Carson ejected and yanked her back suddenly, closing the drapes shut. There was exhibition and then there was just being crazy and getting arrested for it.

  He slumped into a chair and pulled her onto his lap. She quaked in his arms while he held and rocked her, kissing her hair.

  “You’re a good girl, Amber.”

  She hugged him tight and smiled at Dane from where he stood watching her with a warm glow in his brown eyes.

  In the end she was glad she’d given them her virginity instead of holding out for the money. Even a million dollars wasn’t worth missing out on this with them or losing what they all had together. Some things were worth far more than money.