Marrying Their Dream Weaver

by Marrying Their Dream Weaver (lit)

  Liam carefully lifted the shawl, folded it and laid it on the daybed. Then the brothers watched her. Penn cocked an eyebrow. “’Tis yer turn, luv.”

  Suz sighed and dropped her jeans, kicking them away and pulling the hem of her sweater down as far as it would reach. It only reached the top of her thighs, and that wasn’t nearly far enough.

  “The green and blue.” She pointed over Penn’s shoulder.

  The men nodded. Liam pulled off both socks while Penn pulled off his second one. Then Penn removed the shawl and folded it, setting it with the first.

  Suz dropped her panties and stepped out of them. “This doesn’t seem very fair. You’re both still fully dressed.”

  The men smiled but didn’t respond. They just waited for her next choice.

  “The black and cream stripe.”

  The men pulled off their shirts leaving them naked from the waist up. Penn dealt with the shawl. With a grin, Suz pulled her arms out of the sleeves. She took off her bra, dropped it on top of her jeans then slid her arms back into the sleeves.

  “Tricky.” Liam snarked while Penn merely nodded.

  “The green-on-green stripe.”

  Together the men dropped their jeans and stepped out of them, leaving them naked and fully aroused.

  “Commando, eh? I like it.” Suz smiled.

  As Liam pulled down the shawl and folded it, Suz pulled her sweater over her head.

  “So that leaves five. What now?” Suz stepped forward, hoping for a group hug. She wanted to feel all that naked male flesh that she knew from experience radiated heat so well.

  “Stop.” Penn ordered sharply. “Ye can take one step once ye’ve discarded the next shawl.”

  Suz looked at the six feet that separated her from her men. Yep, Liam was right. Penn could be a mean bastard.

  “The red one.” Stretching she took as big a step as she could, cutting the distance in half.

  “The brown one.” Another large step brought her to stand between the brothers. Reaching out her arms, she could just lay a hand on each of their chests. They were still too far away.

  “The yellow one.”

  That left two. The first was a plain cream color, her first shawl on the loom once they’d moved it to this room. The second was also cream, but she’d used a thick and thin yarn for the weft and ten inches from each end she’d woven in a rainbow of bold, pure tones. Each stripe was an inch wide.

  Once Liam took the yellow shawl down, the brothers each took a step toward her, enveloping her in their heat. She turned to face Liam and spread her legs more than shoulder width apart. He would break first. He always did.

  “Now, the final decision. Which one will ye keep and which will ye give away?” Liam asked as he brushed the tip of his hot, hard length up and down her wet and open lower lips. Penn reached around and cupped her breasts, sending electric pulses from nipples to cunt.

  Suz stared at the two shawls hanging side by side. Which to give? Which to keep? She wanted to put off the decision, but just then, Liam traced his way down to the open, dripping entrance but didn’t slide inside. She could feel the head of his cock right there. When she shifted her hips closer to take him in, he shifted with her.

  “I’ll keep the cream and give the rainbow away.” She growled as she pulled Liam down for a kiss. “Now fuck me.”

  Liam slid his full length into her, and she screamed as every muscle in her body contracted in an instantaneous orgasm. She hadn’t realized she was so close to peaking. Liam froze, allowing her to ride him through the waves of ecstasy. When she finally calmed, she shifted and moaned at the fullness of Liam seated so deep in her now swollen center. Her men were so long, so thick. Would she ever get used to feeling almost too full every time they loved her? Especially when they took her together?

  Liam dropped his hands to cup her thighs, lifting her legs off the ground. As always, his strength caught her off guard. With Penn taking the weight of her upper back and shoulders resting against his broad chest, Suz wrapped her legs around Liam and tightened her grip around his neck.

  Penn’s equally hard shaft slid in the valley between the cheeks of her ass as he nibbled his way across one shoulder and up her neck to whisper her ear. “Yer such a beauty. Come again fer us, luv.”

  His arms wrapped around her middle. While one hand covered a tit and pluck at her nipple, the other slid to her clit. As his brother drove harder and higher into her, he used two fingers to rub tight circles around the tight knot of nerves, sending her over the top of ecstasy’s mountain once again.

  “Yes, oh God. Yes.” Suz screamed her release again as she felt Liam’s cock swell and jerk inside her at the same moment Penn’s seed splashed between her back and his belly.

  Once the pulsating sexual tension drained away, the brothers knelt then lay on the floor, keeping Suz held tightly between them. They stroked and caressed and kissed whatever parts they could reach as Suz lay stunned as she always did after coming several times.

  “Fer a lass who didna ken what an orgasm was not so verra long ago, ye seem ta be makin’ up fer lost time.” Liam observed as he brushed hair back from her face.

  Suz could only smile in response.

  * * * *

  When they rose and dressed a few minutes later, Suz didn’t notice when something fell from her pocket. But Penn did.

  “Luv, ye dropped somethin’,” he said, picking it up.

  When Suz gasped, he studied it, reading the name on the shaft of the stick, then the blue tip. “Suz? Is this right? Are ye…”

  “Is she what?” Liam turned holding his boots in one hand and socks in the other. He looked over his brother’s shoulder at the white pregnancy test with the blue tip. “Lass?”

  Suz dropped her head, not able to meet twin shocked expressions. “Yes,” she finally whispered. “I’m pregnant.”

  The words were barely out of her mouth when the twins fell to their knees before her. Each man took one of her hands, then laid their other hand over her still flat belly where their baby resided.

  She blinked back tears at the twin expressions of adoration and absolute love as they looked from where their hands rested up to her face.

  “Will you marry us?”

  At their question asked in perfect stereo, Suz’s knees wobbled. She couldn’t answer. She couldn’t think. The shock of their instant, easy acceptance of the pregnancy sent her thoughts reeling. That plus they both wanted to marry her. How could they do that?

  Multiple marriages were illegal, but she couldn’t choose one over the other. She loved them both. They were a matched set, and they were all hers. If she couldn’t have them both, maybe she should just say no. They could keep the relationship they had, and keep their love and devotion to each other without the complicated legal ties.

  “Lass? What’s wrong?”

  “Suz? Dunna ye want ta marry us?”

  She looked from one to the other and smiled. “I want to marry you, but I want to marry you both. And that’s not possible.”

  “Why not?”

  “It’s against the law to be married to more than one person at a time.”

  The brothers shared a glance then wrapped themselves around her. Their heads rested just below her breasts, just above where their baby lay. Their acceptance made her heart swell and her body ache for more of what they’d finished just moments before.

  “Don’t ye worry. We’ll take care of everything. Ye’ll marry both of us. One way or another. Fer now, ye need ta relax so our baby will grow happy and strong.”

  Suz frowned. “That’s another thing. How will we ever figure out who the father of the baby is?”

  “Doesna matter. Wouldna be able to tell anyway. We’re identical twins. All yer babies will belong to both of us. Now answer our question. Will ye marry us and give us all yer love and babies forever?”

  Suz smiled through the tears that unexpectedly filled her eyes. “Yes, you stubborn Scotsmen. Yes, I’ll marry you.”

  Chapter 3 />
  Suz stared out the window as the plane slowed and stopped. So far Scotland looked just like the other airports where they’d landed for fuel. But, according to the brothers, they had arrived. They’d finally reached Inverness.

  “Welcome ta Scotland, lass.” Liam kissed her check before unhooking his seatbelt and standing. “How are ye feelin’?”

  “I’m okay.”

  “Alpaca shit.”

  “Excuse me?” Suz unstrapped herself and stood. Lifting her arms, she stretched as much of her body as she could. What she would give for one of Liam’s massages right about now.

  “I said alpaca shit. Yer tired of bein’ in this flyin’ tin can. Yer scared ta death of meetin’ the clan. Yer probably also starvin’ since ye refused ta eat anythin’ and wantin’ of a shower and a dozen hours of sleep.”

  Suz listened, shocked at how accurate he’d come in his assessment. “How did you know?”

  He stepped closer, then bent until they were nose to nose. “Yer an open book. Besides, I’m feeling much the same way.”

  Closing the last inch between them, he brushed a kiss over her lips. Instantly, lust blossomed to life. She wrapped her arms around him and stepped closer until she could brush her pelvis against his.

  Liam straightened and stepped back in one move. He looked reluctant as he pulled her arms from around his neck. “Now is no’ the time ta be foggin’ me brain with sex even though I’d love ta break the bed in a bit more.” He waggled his eyes at her as if knowing that would cause her to blush, which it did.

  They’d broken the king-size bed in the bedroom good, spending nearly half the trip naked and under the covers. Of course, part of that time was spent sleeping but only a small part.

  Suz looked out the window again. “There’s quite a crowd out there. Do you know them? Or is some boy band landing in a few minutes?”

  Liam bent to see what she was talking about. She watched as he grew pale before turning to his brother. “Ye gotta see this.”

  Penn joined them and swore softly when he saw the number of people waiting on the other side of the chain-link fence. “Bloody hell. Let’s go home now. We don’t even have ta get off the plane. We’ll jes’ refuel and go. We’ll ship Mother Nature her shawl.”

  Suz giggled. “And not see those sexy knees for days on end? No way. Let’s go.”

  “Luv, if we’d known, we’d be happy ta wear the plaid around the house for ye.” Penn nipped her lips as he gave her ass a swat. He relieved her of everything but her shawl and her purse. “The Dream Weaver doesna carry luggage.”

  She followed Penn down the steps from the plane to the tarmac with Liam close behind. Once on the ground, the men kept her between them as they dealt with customs and security. She wasn’t sure if it had to do with their overprotective nature or if there was some threat they knew about but hadn’t shared with her.

  “Welcome ta Scotland,” the customs agent said as he returned her passport.

  Suz couldn’t help but grin as she studied the first stamp in her brand new passport. Turning, she showed it to Penn. “Look, I’m now an international traveler.”

  Penn kissed her nose and smiled down at her. “Yes, luv, ye are.”

  Though the customs agent wanted to unwrap the shawl Suz carried, after a brief conversation, he settled for scanning it with a hand wand before returning it. Suz clutched it to her middle. As the men were scanned, she prayed her stomach would settle so she didn’t throw up on anyone. She felt like buzzards were doing a polka in her stomach which was why she hadn’t eaten, but now they were on the ground and she was getting hungry.

  As they approached the gate, the twins flanked her, each with a hand against her back. She wasn’t sure if it was to prop her up or stop her from backing away from the suddenly quiet crowd that waited on the other side of the fence. She expected to be mobbed by them the moment they passed through the gate. Wasn’t that what family did when they had not seen each other in a while?

  Instead, the crowd of McKenzie clansmen backed up, opening a path which Penn and Liam guided her down, keeping their pace steady. “Remember what we told ye about the curtsey,” Penn spoke softly out of the side of his mouth.

  Suz nodded. The curtsey. As a sign of respect, she would curtsey when she met Mother Nature and The McKenzie, the head of the clan. It didn’t matter to anyone that he was Penn and Liam’s father, there were traditions and protocols to be observed. And a big one at this moment was that she would curtsey. The men even had her practice over the last several weeks after they learned she hadn’t curtseyed in the last dozen years, since the last time she’d visited with their clansmen.

  An older couple stood at the far end of the crowd aisle. Kendrick McKenzie, with silver flecks in his black hair and the familiar worn, denim eyes he’d passed on to his sons, towered over Catherine, the petite, redheaded woman whose hand he held. So this was what her men would look like in twenty or more years. Hmm, gorgeous. Kendrick wore the blue and green plaid of the McKenzie clan, as did Penn and Liam. They’d changed from jeans and T-shirts to the plaid just an hour before on the flight from London. Catherine had a matching tartan shawl wrapped around the shoulders of the navy blue blazer she wore over a crimson dress.

  The men stopped her six feet from their parents.

  “Now,” Liam whispered as he bowed. On the other side, Penn bowed as well. Suz dropped into a low curtsey and held it until she heard them straighten. Then she stood and wondered if she looked as flustered as she felt.

  “We would like to introduce you to Suz Bowen Black, the latest Dream Weaver of Sarah’s line. She’s brought the shawl for the mother of the Earth. Will ye welcome her?”

  Penn’s beautiful brogue had deepened as he spoke loud and clear so that the entire congregation could hear his words. The twins straightened and seemed to grow until they towered over her even more than usual.

  It was another of those moments when she felt utterly feminine and protected by the pair. Were they expecting trouble from their kinsmen? Or was this all a part of the pomp and ceremony they’d told her about?

  “And who would ye be ta be bringin’ The Dream Weaver ta us like this?”

  The McKenzie dropped his wife’s hand. He planted his feet shoulder width apart and crossed thick, muscular arms over a broad, broad chest. He glowered as if he didn’t recognize his own sons.

  “In keepin’ to the legend of the Sarah’s loom, we’re the McKenzie men who’ve claimed the Dream Weaver.” The brothers answered as one.

  Their parents’ eyes widened in surprise before the man nodded. “We welcome ye home ta the land of yer ancestors and praise all the gods fer yer safe journey.”

  And just like that, the ceremony ended.

  Kendrick and Catherine smiled broadly as the twins rushed them for a hug and a kiss. They first hugged the parent opposite them then traded. Suz remained frozen until The McKenzie turned his attention to her.

  “Suz Bowen Black, is it now? I recall ye ta be an outspoken wee thing about knee high who demanded me sons wait until ye grew up so ye could marry them. Chattered on like a magpie, ye did. Has yer tongue left ye in all the years since we last saw ye?” Kendrick stopped an arm’s distance away.

  “No, sir. It, like the rest of me, is weary from keeping your sons content.”

  Kendrick looked surprised for a moment, then threw his head back and laughed. All those who heard her response laughed as well. Penn and Liam grew red faced and embarrassed because they knew her comment wasn’t as flippant as it was true.

  “Welcome ta Scotland, lassie. And welcome to the clan of McKenzie.” Kendrick took the last step and enclosed her in a bear hug.

  She hugged him back, closing her eyes against the tears that threatened. Though she wouldn’t admit it, she missed the comforting hugs of family. Penn and Liam hugged her, but those always seemed to lead to sex. This was a hug of welcome.

  When Kendrick released her, Catherine was there to replace him with a kiss and a motherly hug. “Ye’ll fit in
jes’ fine,” she whispered softly in Suz’s ear. “Have ye told yer men about the babies?”

  Suz pulled back and stared at the woman. “How did you…?”

  “We’ll talk later.” Catherine kissed her cheek again before releasing her.

  Then the crowd closed in on them.

  By the time people stopped hugging her and kissing her and introducing themselves, Suz was overwhelmed, lightheaded, and dizzy. When Liam walked by, she wrapped her hand around his arm and leaned against him heavily. He frowned down at her, then bent and lifted her into his arms. “Excuse me, Da, but we’ve had a long trip and need to find some real food before we expire.”

  The crowd quieted down almost the moment Kendrick raised his arms. “We’ll meet at the buses in an hour. If yer late ye’ll have a long walk ahead of ye, Callum.” He shot a look to a black-haired teenager. Several in the crowd snickered as the boy blushed to his ears and dropped his chin.

  Suz looked around and frowned when she saw a beautiful blonde wrapped around Penn like a vine up a tree. The woman was looking at him like she wanted to eat him for dessert. Penn smiled down at her as if he didn’t mind her company.

  “Liam, who’s that woman?”

  Liam followed her gaze and swore softly when he saw his brother. “That’s Mary Fraser.”

  “Were she and Penn an item?”

  “No, lass. He always knew we were meant for ye, but she’s always had her cap set for him.”

  Suz couldn’t explain the white-hot anger that flamed up in her, but she would not have that woman drooling over her man. “Put me down.”

  “Now lass….”

  “No, Liam. She’s poaching, and I won’t have it. Put me down.” Suz kept her voice low, not wanting to draw too much attention.

  As soon as Liam set her on the ground, she took off. Her anger propelled her through the crowd until she stood before the couple. Penn didn’t notice her. His focus was on the abundant breasts threatening to spill out of a low-cut T-shirt that was two sizes too small.

  “Get your grubby paws off my man.” Suz ordered in a low voice.