She removed Clay’s comforter and turned the sheets down to the end of the bed then undressed and laid her clothes on the chair in the corner. Unsure of what to do with herself while she waited, and noticing that her hands shook a little, she was filled with happy relief when the bathroom door opened. They walked in the room with towels wrapped around their hips.
Lily was grateful for the remote location of the house on the ranch and the privacy it provided as Clay went to the windows and drew back the new lace curtains Del had bought to please her. The diffused “beauty” light that occurred at sunset glowed in the room as the men approached her.
Clay’s warm lips pressed against her shoulder as he drew her long hair back. She watched Del approach as Clay laid a trail of damp kisses to the nape of her neck. He slid a hand around her waist and stroked her abdomen as Del stood gazing at her with gray-green eyes that sent waves of calm through her. His sensual lips were set in a stoic, straight line as he stroked a fingertip over her collarbone.
He did that because he knew how much she liked it. As a shudder of desire rippled through her, a satisfied smile crossed his lips. She reached behind her with one hand and in front of her with the other and carefully pulled the towels from their hips. Del leaned forward to kiss her then pressed his naked body to hers as Clay closed in behind her and did the same. Their heat made her quiver from head to toe, and a shaky sigh passed over her lips.
Clay whispered, “Ready for us?”
With eyes closed, Lily nodded and moaned when Del stroked her nipple with the knuckle of one finger. “Ready to make your fantasy a reality?”
Shudders rippled through her as Clay pulled her thick hair aside and nibbled on her ear as he slid his fingers down to her copiously wet slit. Her hips flexed when his finger slid slowly over her clit and into her wet opening. “You’re very wet, aren’t you?”
“Y–Yes.”
Clay pressed his lips to her shoulder. “You’re going to ruin me after this, Lily. I’m already addicted to you. There will be no going back.”
“No. No going back,” Del affirmed as he slid his hand around her hip to her ass. Sparks of fire shimmered in her core as his fingers slid into the crack of her ass and kept sliding until he rimmed her anus with his index finger. She gulped and couldn’t help clenching against him in response when he stroked that forbidden opening.
Del backed up just enough to look right in her eyes and asked, “Have you ever had anal sex before?” His gaze told her he wanted the truth no matter what it was.
Thank God the truth was easy for her to give. “That’s not something he ever wanted. I’ve never done that but I will with you.” It made her happy to give them a part of herself that was untouched.
Del looked pleased but cautious. “I’m going to take your ass, Lily. I’ll take good care of you. You have nothing to be scared of.”
“That’s right, baby. We’ll go slow, but we both want you at the same time. Think you can handle it?”
Looking from one to the other, she replied, “I know I can and I’m more scared of losing you…this…than I am about whether it hurts.” Pain had become a relative term for her, and she feared the emotional pain of separation from them more than she feared anal sex.
Del gazed into her eyes and smiled reassuringly. “We’re not going anywhere unless it’s with you, Lily Bell. Let’s get you on the bed.”
She crawled onto the big bed and knelt in the center, wondering what position they wanted her to take to fuck her together.
Clay seemed to read her mind and had a twinkle in his eyes when he said, “Lie down, Lily. We’re only just getting started.”
They climbed onto the bed with her and helped her into the middle, and she lay down as they directed. She looked from one virile, handsome man to the other as they drew close on either side. On her right side, Clay smiled and leaned down to suck her nipple into his hot mouth, tilting his head so he could maintain eye contact with her. He sighed happily and winked at her as he slid his callused hand over her quivering abdomen. Her pussy clenched as she anticipated the touch of his fingertips at her cunt.
Del laid his lips against her throat and gently sucked a wet path down her throat and along her shoulder, avoiding her collarbone this time. She moaned and met his gaze as he chuckled evilly then gave in and ran the tip of his tongue along her collarbone. She shut her eyes and rested her head on the pillow, reveling in all the sensations.
Del tugged at her left thigh to part her legs and give him access. She complied willingly and moaned again when his fingers joined his brother’s in teasing her swollen, wet pussy. Clay teased her clit, and Del slid two fingers in and out of her opening until the pulsing sensations in her cunt bordered on orgasmic.
After a few minutes of this torture, Del pulled her thighs farther apart and slid his drenched fingertips to her anus. Her hips flexed involuntarily at the stimulating contact, and he kissed her as he stroked her puckered opening, awakening nerve endings and sensation that soon had her wishing he would breach her there.
He increased the pressure against the tight ring of muscle, and she bucked against him and cried out when his fingertip slid in and he worked it in and out just a tad. He slid all the way out and then back in several times, and she quickly grew addicted to the sensation of being entered there. He nodded with what looked like approval when she began to flex and thrust her hips with the rhythm he established.
Clay rolled over and reached for the drawer in the bedside table and returned with a bottle of lubricant. “Ready, Lily?”
Feeling a little desperate, Lily nodded breathlessly. “Yes.”
Clay and Del took charge of her and rolled her to her right side so she faced Clay, and he smiled and pulled her into his secure embrace. She whimpered when she felt Del’s fingers part her ass cheeks and swipe her asshole with the lubricant then stroked her with slick fingers. He pressed his lips to her shoulder and drew close so she could feel his body heat pressed against her back, which she found very comforting. Del’s cock was big, and she knew this wasn’t going to be easy, so she appreciated the time he took to relax her and prepare her.
One fingertip pressed against her anus and slid in easily, coated in the lubricant, and she sighed with pleasure at the tingling intrusion. It popped back out, and more fingertips stroked her opening until she found herself pressing back against him. Her whole body buzzed with arousal and she whimpered with anticipation when his hard cock pressed against her ass. Her pussy and asshole quivered as she let out a shaky sigh.
“Easy, baby,” Del whispered. “Not yet.”
He pressed two fingertips against the ring of muscle, and she groaned when he slid them in. Panting at the tingling fullness, she held still as he stroked in a bit deeper then pumped in and out. Her asshole started to burn a bit, but every fiber in her body wanted him there. She arched against him when he groaned and lightly bit down on her shoulder, and her pussy fluttered in excitement at the primal contact.
Clay stroked her arm and the underside of her breast as Del held her ass cheek and slid another finger into her ass and swirled them around. She whimpered in ecstasy at the taboo pleasure as he thrust them deep and pumped in and out. Echoes of an orgasm swirled inside her cunt, and she bit her lip, not wanting it to be over too fast.
At some unspoken exchange, Clay pulled her to him so that she was no longer on her side but tilted over his chest instead with her cheek resting on his pectorals. The position felt very safe and comforting as he stroked her back and her ass cheeks. After slicking his cock with lubricant, Del directed her to pull up her left knee so that she was opened for him, and she closed her eyes when she felt part of his searing-hot body descend on her, covering her. She felt the hard protrusion of his cock slide against her asshole, and she tilted her butt to him in offering.
“Sweet Lily,” Del whispered as the head found her opening and he thrust gently.
He slid into her minutely and came up against her resistant muscles and backed away. He set up
an insistent rhythm, and his breathing told her that he was feeling the need, too. She fought the urge to clench and pull away at the burning intrusion and breathed out on his next thrust. That did the trick and he breached the opening and slid in just a bit. She took deep shuddering breaths because it felt like her ass had been lit on fire.
She whimpered, and Clay whispered, “Slow, baby, just breathe for me. He won’t hurt you.”
Tell my ass that!
Del curved an arm around her hips and held still for a few seconds, giving her time to adjust a bit. The burning ache gave way to a sensation of intense fullness and need, and soon she flexed against him, wanting more.
His forehead on her shoulder left a damp trail as he kissed her, and she realized how much Del was restraining himself with her. He growled as he thrust gently and his cock slid in a minute degree. As he pulled out, his rigid length lit up newly awakened nerve endings, and she anticipated the next thrust and pushed against him, and more of his cock slid in. Clay stilled her hips when she tried to thrust back against Del, wanting all of it.
“You feel so good, Lily Bell. Clay, get ready because I’m not gonna last long. She feels so fucking good. So damned tight.”
Clay considerately coated his cock with lubricant and pulled her left knee over his hip as Del rose up and thrust until she felt his hips against her ass cheeks. She felt thoroughly invaded as he grasped her hips and shifted them astride of Clay so she now lay fully atop him with his cockhead pressed against her pussy.
How he planned to get that monster inside her crowded pussy she had no idea. But with her inner calves tight against Clay’s hips and Del’s powerful legs pressed alongside hers, Del controlled the moment and lifted her hips and pulled out just a bit to allow Clay’s entry.
Thanks to the lubricant, Clay was able to breach her tightened entrance, and she cried out in wonder as she was filled with two big cocks. The sensation was tight and hot, a tinge of pain mixed with unearthly pleasure. Clay pulled her to his chest and murmured in her ear as Del thrust slowly and pulled out as Clay curled his hips and thrust into her. The sensation was like nothing she’d ever experienced. As much bad as had happened in her life, this moment made up for all of it as her men made sweet, hot ménage love to her.
“Damn, you feel good,” Del groaned as he curled his body over hers and braced himself with his left hand. He pulled her up to his chest, and she braced herself on Clay’s chest.
Clay’s intense green-gold gaze stole her heart as he thrust against her and then tilted his head back as he groaned in ecstasy. Del slid his other hand between her and Clay, and played with her clit as he fucked her ass. The tension increased inside her when he stroked that sensitive bundle of nerve endings, and her pussy clenched impossibly tighter with them filling her so full.
She found her place in their rhythm, and the pulses that had been flickering on the periphery took hold. She moved with abandon, taking them both inside her and reveling in the moment. She felt strong, powerful, taking her pleasure as she moved between them. Del wrapped his arms around her middle and held on to her tightly as his thrusts became more animalistic, and it made her even wilder.
“Fuck me, oh, please fuck me harder!”
Del’s strokes came in perfect time with Clay’s, long and swift.
Del growled, “You’re ours, Lily! Mine!”
“And mine!” Clay said in a deep, gravelly voice as his breathing turned to great panting. He held her hips in a firm grip as he thrust hard several times and then howled in ecstasy.
His orgasm and Del’s attentions threw her over the edge, and she froze between them, her body pulsing from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. Bright flashes of light danced behind her tightly closed eyelids, and her body was turned to ash as the orgasm burned through her. Del grasped her hard and crushed her to his chest as his final thrusts pummeled against her, and he came with a long, triumphant sounding growl. It was a possessive, animalistic sound, and she loved hearing it. He fell forward with her in his arms and caught himself with one hand before they both landed on Clay, and Del chortled softly.
Lily went limp against Clay as Del released her, and she rested her head against Clay’s sweaty chest. She stretched her arms out, feeling how tense and stiff she’d become during their lovemaking. Lily’s fingertips tingled, and she giggled when it dawned on her that she couldn’t feel her legs at all.
Clay laughed and stroked her shoulder and said, “I like that you’re a screamer.”
Hoarsely, she asked, “Did I burst your eardrums? I don’t even remember screaming. That was intense.”
“I love the sounds that you make when you come, Lily Bell,” Del whispered as he gently withdrew from her. “I want to hear them every day. I’ll be right back.”
Lily watched as Del climbed from the bed and smiled when he had to brace himself against the wall as he walked down the hall on wobbly looking legs.
She turned her head and looked up at Clay, and he smiled at her as he stroked a strand of hair from her damp cheek. “I love you, Lily.”
“I love you, too. Thank you,” she whispered, embarrassed when her eyes misted with tears.
“You okay? Are you hurting?”
Lily sniffled and shook her head minutely. “No. I mean my ass is sore and I won’t be up for any marathon sex later tonight. What’s getting me is that I’m so happy with you and Del. I want it to work.”
“Tell us what you need. Talk to us so we know. I want it to work, too. I knew this would be good between us.”
“You just love being right,” she teased. She rested her head on his chest and he squeezed her tight. The happy pounding in her heart increased.
“Yeah, that’s what it is.”
Del returned a few minutes later, pulled the sheet up from the foot of the bed, grabbed the comforter, and threw it over them. He collapsed next to her and threw an arm around her hips and squeezed as he kissed her. “Feeling okay?”
“Don’t think I’m strange for saying this but I feel better, stronger than I’ve ever felt before. I remember when I came here in the fall, feeling so broken, so fragile. Remember, Clay?”
“Yes. You said you felt weak, like water just flowing through the cracks and washing away.”
Del stroked her back with the tips of his fingers, and she shuddered and giggled at the involuntary response. When she turned and settled between them, Del patted her tummy and said, “It’s ironic that you used that metaphor. It’s widely believed that water was the force that created the Grand Canyon.”
Clay nodded. “So you’re powerful after all. It just takes time.”
Sounding sleepy, Del said, “I think we should go see that new tattoo artist. I can’t remember his name.” That thought triggered a realization, and Lily beamed.
Clay asked, “What’s got you smiling so big all of a sudden?”
Lily stretched and groaned luxuriantly at the pull of sore muscles. “I forgot all about the tattoo. Making love with you in daylight with the curtains open, I forgot all about it.”
Clay leaned forward with a sappy grin and kissed her deeply, and Del squeezed her to him and did the same. She’d do whatever she had to, to keep her place in their lives.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Monday morning, Clay took Lily to the house in town to pick up clothing and her laptop. Now that the postholiday rush was over, she’d told him she planned to get back to her studies with a vengeance.
Clay was helping Lily load everything when his neighbor Bill Hooper called out to him, “Hey, Clay! You got a minute?”
Clay turned to him and grinned when Bill’s little girls ran out of the house, hot on their daddy’s heels. “Sure, Bill. What’s up?”
The tall man in his midforties nodded at Lily and greeted her then said, “I thought you should know there was someone skulking around your house Saturday night. I went outside and investigated and didn’t see anybody, but when I looked out a window once I went inside, I saw someone walking across your yard.
He was big, broad shoulders and tall. He was wearing a white ball cap and what looked like coveralls, like what a mechanic might wear. He walked a short way down the street and got into an older white pickup truck.”
Clay noticed the panicked look in Lily’s eyes as she asked, “Did it have a black tool box?”
Bill nodded, looking discomfited at her expression. “When he passed under the streetlight at the corner, I could see a black tool box across the bed.”
Clay’s hands clenched into fists at the renewed threat to Lily but relaxed them when Bill’s eldest daughter, Trinity, grasped his hand.
“Mr. Cook, are you gonna buy more cookies from us? They’re gonna be in soon and we’re reeeeeeaally counting on ya!”
Clay squatted down to Trinity’s level and looked in her emerald-green eyes. There was no way he could turn the little saleswoman down, despite the amusement he saw painted on Lily’s face.
“Trinity, haven’t I always been there for ya?”
Trinity’s younger sister, three-year-old Angelica, went to Clay and hugged his neck. He could remember when she was a newborn, winning everyone’s hearts with her rosebud lips and pink cheeks.
“Mithter Cway wiw ahways buy tookies fwum us, Twinity! Cuz he likes ’em!” She spoke at the top of her lungs while her mouth was next to his ear, but that was okay. He’d do anything for those sweet little girls. He knew when Angelica was old enough to be a Brownie and then a Girl Scout he’d be buying from her as well. He stood up with Angelica in his arms, and she giggled at how high she went. Turning to Lily, she lisped, “Mith Wiwy! You wanna buy my sissies tookies, too?”
Clay stifled a snort of laughter as Lily assured little Angelica that she certainly would. Bill looked on in amusement and said, “They are both born saleswomen just like their mom.”
Angelica clapped her hands on Clay’s cheeks so she had his undivided attention. “My daddy thayth we can thell ice to the Ethkimos! You know some Ethkimos?”
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