by Leah Brooke
Erin gulped, her entire body trembling with need.
With a moan, she rose to her hands and bowed her head, knowing what came next.
When Jared became so intense, she knew he’d want her ass. He would take her slow and deep, forcing her to acknowledge his power over her, and give her pleasure she wouldn’t soon forget.
Her bottom clenched in anticipation, but nothing could ever prepare her for the sensation of having anything push into her ass.
The throbbing in her clit drew a whimper from her, the need for release so intense that it brought tears to her eyes.
Duncan suddenly appeared, dropping onto the bed and stretching out next to her. “Well, if this ain’t a sight.” Bending to touch his lips to her upper arm, Duncan watched her eyes as he slid a hand under her to caress a nipple just as Jared thrust a cold well-lubed finger into her bottom. “She’s ready to come.”
“Do you think I don’t know that?” Jared’s deep growl added another layer to her arousal, his primitive masculinity making her feel decidedly feminine. “Keep her still. Her ass hasn’t been breached for a while and she’s already shaking.”
Gripping her hip, he moved his finger inside her, the press against her inner walls drawing another cry from her. “Christ, I want her. I want inside this ass, Erin. I want you in the most primitive way I can take you. Fuck.”
Duncan’s grip tightened. “Yeah. Seeing another man’s hands on her inspires primitive emotions, doesn’t it?”
She and her husbands had developed a closeness that made sex an incredible, profoundly warm, and loving experience no matter how raw and hot it got.
This, though, was like nothing they’d ever experienced.
Their jealousy and anger added a desperation to Jared’s intense masculinity and to Duncan’s dark possessiveness and hunger, creating a sexual and domineering atmosphere that sent her senses reeling.
She bucked, fighting against the pleasure of Duncan’s finger against her clit. “Just take me, damn it!”
Jared withdrew his finger, groaning at her frustrated cry. “Behave.” He slapped her ass again, warming it even as Duncan removed his finger. “I want to put more lube inside you. I’m too fucking hungry for you, and it’s been a long time. Damn it, Duncan. Hold her!”
With a grin, Duncan unfastened his jeans and shoved them to his knees. “I’ll hold her real still.”
As soon as he reached into the other nightstand and retrieved a condom, Erin shook with anticipation.
Duncan rolled on the condom with a speed and efficiency of long practice, lifted her, and slid under her, positioning her on top of him. “Come here, baby. Jared wants me to hold you real still.”
Gripping the pillow under Duncan’s head, Erin sucked in a breath when he impaled her on his cock, crying out when Jared ran a hand down her back, her position allowing him to slip his lubed finger into her ass with ease.
Duncan withdrew slightly and slowly entered her again, seating his cock deep inside her. “Jesus, you feel good.” Gripping her ass cheeks, he held her down, not allowing her to move. “Easy, baby. Damn, Jared. Hurry up.”
Erin moaned at the too-full feeling, her toes curling when Jared slid his finger free. Smiling at his curse as he rolled on a condom, she lifted her head when the bed dipped, unsurprised that Reese had joined them. “I. Owe You. An. Orgasm.”
Clenching on Duncan’s cock, Erin moaned at the awareness that Jared had created in her ass. She needed to be filled, but it had been a long time, and Jared’s present mood added to the sexual tension. “Oh God.”
It came out as a breathless groan, her entire body stiffening at the relentless pressure of Jared’s cock against her puckered opening.
Reese’s eyes flared. “I’m about to collect.” Moving closer, he ran a hand down her back, and she could imagine him watching Jared work his cock into her. “Easy, Jared. It’s been a while for her.”
“I know that, Reese!” Jared grunted as the head of his cock pushed through the tight ring of muscle and into her. His hands closed over her upper thighs while Duncan’s tightened on her hips.
A shiver went through her at the too intense sensation, a sensation that became even more decadent when Jared began to move. “Oh God.”
Her puckered opening burned, forced to stretch to accommodate him.
“You got her, Duncan? I don’t want her to buck and hurt herself.”
With a groan, Jared thrust deeper, withdrew slightly, and thrust again, each thrust filling her ass more and more with his cock. “Fuck.”
Aware of all three of her husbands watching her, Erin stared into Duncan’s eyes and moaned harshly, her body struggling to adjust to the extreme fullness.
Duncan’s eyes glittered with hunger and love just as Reese slid a hand into her hair and Jared pressed his lips to her shoulder, reminding her that love drove them.
The sharpened intimacy brought tears to her eyes, and with a hungry moan, she moved on them. “You gonna take me or just talk about it?”
“Oh, yeah. We’re gonna take you.” Duncan’s jaw clenched, his grip tightening. “She’s good, Jared. Move, damn it!”
“With pleasure.”
Jared made a low primitive sound and withdrew slightly, slowly pushing his cock into her ass again.
Duncan thrust deep while Jared withdrew again, both men’s groans uninhibited, their passion like a living, breathing thing wrapping her in heat.
They set up a rhythm that stayed smooth and controlled, but their groans, their grip, and the way their bodies trembled against hers told her that their control clung by a thread.
She knew them well, though, and knew they would never hurt her.
Because she trusted them so completely, she could lose herself in the pleasure, especially with Reese and Duncan watching her so intently.
“Oh God!” Pleasure rippled through her, the friction against her inner walls and the heat and fullness of their thick cocks driving her relentlessly toward the edge.
Reese moved away slightly to rid himself of his jeans, coming back to her within seconds to run his hands over her back. “Damn, baby. You’re beautiful.”
Duncan surged deep, his eyes narrowed to slits. “And all ours.”
Clinging to Duncan’s shoulders, Erin threw her head back, moaning her pleasure. “Oh God. It’s…it’s…” Lost in sensation, she couldn’t even remember what she’d been about to say.
Duncan grunted and thrust again. “Yeah. It is.”
She turned her head toward Reese, her eyes locked with his narrowed ones as he ripped open a condom with his teeth.
Hungry for the taste of him, she gave in to her own hunger and leaned forward, taking his cock into her mouth.
With a hiss, Reese firmed his touch, sliding one hand up and down her back while the other slid under her to caress her breast. “Damn it, Erin! I’m already too hungry for you.”
Erin fought to focus on Reese, but Duncan and Jared, although taking her together, seemed to each be vying for her attention.
Jared withdrew until just the head of his cock remained inside her and slapped her ass, making her bottom even hotter. “We’re all hungry for her, and she’s just as hungry for us. Aren’t you, baby?”
Duncan surged deep with a groan. “She’s clenching like crazy. Trying to send us over, darlin’? I’ve got news for you, sweetheart. You’re going first.”
Reese slid his hands into her hair, fucking her mouth with slow, shallow strokes. “So fucking good.”
The tingling at her slit grew with every stroke. The burning sensation in her clit and puckered opening made it even more intense.
Jared thrust again, going just a little deeper. “Yes, it is. Always.” Holding his cock deep, he gripped her tighter, moving her hips in a slow circle while holding his cock deep inside her.
The sensation stunned her.
The head of his cock felt hotter.
Thicker.
She whimpered around Reese’s cock, the intense pleasure sending her ove
r in a rush of heat that left her breathless.
Clamping down on the cocks inside her, she bowed, shaking helplessly despite their hands running over her in a soothing manner.
Jared groaned, signaling his release. “Damn, it just keeps getting better.”
“One day it’s gonna kill us.” Reese slid his cock free as both Duncan and Jared simultaneously thrust into her. “Damn, that’s hot.”
With a hand at her lower back, Duncan slid his hand into her hair, cupping the back of her head, lowering it to his. “Damned hot.” Nipping at Erin’s bottom lip, Duncan groaned. “Dying of pleasure is a hell of a way to go.”
Swallowing her cries of ecstasy, he rocked his hips, keeping the pleasure rolling through her.
Distantly aware that Reese left her side, Erin dropped back onto Duncan’s chest, moaning again when Jared pressed a kiss to her back and eased his cock from her ass.
Moving to her side, Jared ran a hand from her shoulder to her ass, bending to touch his lips to her shoulder. “I’ll be right back. We’re not done here.”
Reese’s hands closed on her hips from behind, and to her surprise, he pushed the head of his cock into her well-lubed ass.
Shocked, and with the swells of completion still rolling through her, she clumsily jerked up to brace herself on her hands. “Reese!”
She hadn’t expected him to take her there and was even more shocked when Duncan lifted her from his cock and lowered her to the bed on her hands and knees before settling beside her.
“You’re gonna come again, baby.” Duncan slid a hand under her, caressing her abdomen before sliding his fingers over her clit.
Supported by Duncan’s arm, an arm roped with muscle, Erin gripped the bedding as fire raced through her.
Reese fucked her ass with quick, shallow strokes, far different from Jared’s deep, slow ones. “Did that fucking lawyer ever make you feel this good?”
Erin cried out at the sharp slap on her ass, stunned that both Jared and Reese spanked her, something that usually Duncan did. “God! No. It wasn’t like that. Oh! Shit.” The smooth strokes to her clit made it burn hotter and hotter.
The cock fucking her ass seemed to get thicker. Harder. Hotter.
Holding on to the outer curves of her ass cheeks, Reese lifted her higher, taking away her leverage and forcing her to balance on her elbows and Duncan’s forearm. “You belong to us, Erin. Every fucking inch of you.”
Using his thumbs to spread her cheeks wider where his cock entered her, Reese growled and began to thrust deeper.
Her ass and clit burned, their need to make her come again with a cock in her ass telling her that their primitive side hadn’t yet been appeased.
Such decadent pleasure couldn’t last for long, and she crested again, the pleasure sharper than she’d expected.
Held in its grip, she arched and cried out. “Oh God!” Erin shuddered as the pleasure released her, slumping against Duncan, who gathered her body against him.
“Jesus!” Reese thrust into her again. Deeper. The feel of his cock pulsing inside her set off more rippling waves of pleasure.
Whimpering against Duncan’s chest, Erin tried to force her eyes open. “Dear God.” Pleasure continued to ripple through her, leaving her weak and trembling.
Running his hands over her back, Reese slowly withdrew, his breathing harsh. “How the hell does it keep getting better?”
With a chuckle, Duncan slid his fingers away from her clit, wrapping an arm around her and holding her up. “I have no clue, but I’m sure as hell not complaining.”
A hand flattened on her back again, and at first she thought it was Reese’s, but the feel of a warm washcloth moving between her thighs made her realize that Jared had returned.
Jolting at the slide of the soft cloth over her clit, Erin stiffened. “Damn it, Jared.”
“Shh.” Jared moved the cloth gently through her slit, wiping her clean, another one of the intimacies that had long ago become part of their lives. “There you go. Why don’t you take a nap?”
Thinking about all the things she still had to do, including finishing dinner, washing the dishes, and doing another load of laundry, Erin shook her head and tried to lift herself from Duncan, falling to the side. “No. I have stuff to do. Why don’t you take a damned nap?”
Chuckling, Jared stretched out behind her, handing the damp cloth to Duncan, who rose and headed for the bathroom.
Nuzzling her neck, he began to rub her back, the already loose muscles melting under his hand. “I don’t need a nap right now. Seeing my wife come apart has my adrenaline pumping. My darling wife, on the other hand, can barely keep her eyes open.” The pure male satisfaction and pride in his tone made her smile. He bent to touch his lips to her shoulder and continued to rub her back. “We didn’t hurt you, did we?”
Erin gave up the effort to open her eyes, deciding that since the baby was asleep, she could rest a few minutes before getting up to take care of her chores. “Yeah. My ass hurts. Why don’t you kiss it?”
She shouldn’t have been surprised that Jared did just that before settling behind her again. Giggling, she slapped at him. “Idiot.”
Duncan chuckled from somewhere by her feet, and his lips touched the cheek of her ass before he started massaging her feet. “Gotta love that smart mouth.”
Jared’s voice lowered, or perhaps she just imagined that it did. “I do.”
Their massage continued, and Erin found herself drifting. “Gotta get up.”
Reese appeared at her other side and began to massage her neck and shoulders from the front. “What’s it gonna hurt to take five minutes to yourself?”
“Hmm.” She could afford five minutes. They’d help her with the dishes anyway.
Five minutes to recharge.
“You all sound pretty smug.”
Jared chuckled again. “I know I do. Shut down, Erin.” His voice had lowered even more and seemed to come from a distance.
Melting under their hands, Erin sighed and began to drift. “Hmm. Five minutes.”
Chapter Six
Jared slowed his caress, the sight of his wife drifting into sleep making his heart swell.
He met his brothers’ questioning gazes and nodded, silently telling them that Erin had finally fallen asleep. He waited until Duncan and Reese lifted their hands from her before he removed his. He covered her with a light blanket and slowly eased from the bed, careful not to jostle her.
All three of them took a moment to check on the baby before making their way to the kitchen.
Jared poured himself the last cup of coffee before starting another pot, enjoying a moment of silence and camaraderie with his brothers. Turning the sauce back on, he glanced over his shoulder. “We haven’t had the chance to sit and talk much since the baby got here.” Smiling, he turned to lean back against the counter, taking a sip of his coffee. “Even when they’re both asleep, and out of our sight, the house feels different now, doesn’t it?”
Reese smiled and turned from loading the washing machine. “Sure does. Smells different, too. I love the combination of baby powder and Erin’s perfume that hits me as soon as I walk in the door.”
Duncan turned from washing the dishes left from lunch and making the sauce. “And whatever she’s making for dinner. I swear, I’ve gained weight in the last year.”
Amused, Jared picked up a towel and began drying the dishes Duncan set in the drainer. “The dads informed me that, as soon as William starts walking, the three of us are gonna be run ragged.”
Reese came out of the small laundry room, one that they planned to enlarge in the near future. “And when more babies come along, I’m sure they’ll keep us busy as hell, too.” Pausing, he eyed Jared. “Something on your mind?”
Drying a plate, Jared stared out the window. “Do you ever think Erin misses the city? Do you think she misses the life she had there?”
Before he’d even finished, Duncan started shaking his head. “No. She likes it here. She likes that she k
nows everyone in town. She feels safe here. She’s close to Rachel. She likes small-town living, and she likes the fact that our children are going to grow up in a safe place where everyone looks out for everyone else.”
Surprised at Duncan’s vehemence, Jared slid the plate into the cupboard and reached for another. “She told you this?”
“Yes.” Duncan frowned. “We talked about it. Haven’t you talked to her about it?”
Jared nodded, remembering the times he’d asked about it. “Yeah, but I didn’t quite believe her. She always comes back from Tulsa real excited about what she’d seen or done there. I guess seeing her with that attorney just made me wonder.”
“That’s been bothering me a bit, too.” Reese poured himself a cup of coffee from the fresh pot. “Her entire demeanor changed as soon as she saw him.”
Stiffening, Jared shoved the plate he held into the cupboard, inwardly wincing that he’d made more noise than he meant to. “Changed how?”
Reese shrugged and dropped into a seat at the table, taking a sip of coffee before answering. “I don’t know. She looked…harder. Less emotional. Colder. I don’t know. Different. She carried herself differently. Even her eyes changed. She looked kind of the way she looked when we met her.”
After taking another sip of his coffee, Reese smiled faintly, but a muscle worked in his jaw. “I hadn’t realized how much she’d changed until today. She didn’t seem worried about Stark at all.”
“Unless she’s hiding it from us.” Jared reached for another plate, lost in thought as he dried it.
His wife seemed happier. She laughed with them. Played with them. Teased them.
Love had softened her hard edges, but at times, she still had the ability to surprise them, and he wondered if he could read her as accurately as he’d thought.
The uneasy sense that she was hiding something from them made Jared edgy again.
After refilling his cup, he joined Reese at the table. “She’d damned well not be keeping something from us. Damn it. Why the hell do I feel like she is?”
