by Andrea Allen
I quickened my pace, my fingers thrusting faster, coated with her juices. She was beautifully wet. Jack, leaned back from his perched position, pushed another finger alongside mine stretching her wider. She was tight and needed to be stretched before she could accommodate our thick cocks.
Her knees threatened to buckle and I held her up with my arm wrapped around her waist.
“Damn, you're the most beautiful little firework we've ever seen.” I choked out, my erection demanding to be inside her.
She was naked and Jack and I were fully dressed. There was something so erotic, powerful, and dirty about that that made me harder. She was ours to do with what we pleased. If we wanted, all we had to do was unzip our pants to fuck her. She was at our delicious mercy.
The cherry on the cake was that she was only dressed in glasses and that was fucking sexy with the way she looked.
Her responsiveness undid him. I waited almost two weeks to do this. When she had a panic attack the day she came to interview, my protective instincts rose and I found myself wanting to care for her and protect her.
In that moment, I wanted my babies inside her. I wanted to breed her. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to fill her with my semen.
I wanted her.
The two of us had always shared women. It was odd and the first time it happened it was pure teenage horniness but we grew to enjoy it, our main goal was to pleasure the woman. It was odd but natural to us. We’re brothers, not by blood but by something stronger.
Her climax brought me back to the moment and I sunk to the ground with her, careful not to hurt her.
Jack's fingers and mine were dripping with her need. But, Jack, who was always the more dominant and controlling out of the two of us, decided he had enough of sitting on the sidelines.
He glanced at me and said, “My turn.”
Chapter 6
Jack
“I want to kiss you here,” I said, cupping her drenched cunt. “Have you ever been touched here?” I asked, trailing kisses up her thighs.
“Once.”
I glowered, annoyed at someone else basking in her softness, her innocence. “No one else will touch you. You're ours.” I bit out, not angry with her, but at the unnamed face who possibly couldn't know the treasure he once held.
I was possessive as fuck, if anyone touched her inappropriately, I would lose my mind.
Olivia turned her head and gazed at Reese who was lying next to her sucking her nipples.
“Yours,” she said softly. She lifted her hand and placed it on each of us. “Mine.” She claimed us like we claimed her.
She was perfect.
I grinned and gazed at her center. A small patch of brown covered the top of her pussy. I stroked my covered cock as I thought about nuzzling it, feeling her soft hair against my lips as I kissed her hard nub.
Sitting directly in front of her pussy, I could see her juices leak down between her ass. I saw her clench when she watched Reese pleasure himself at the sight of her naked body sprawled across my office floor.
I stared down at the flawlessness of Olivia. Need coursed through me. My hands were trembling akin to a junkie needing their next fix. I’ve wanted her for what seem so long, and now here she was for the taking.
I didn’t plan to kiss her but when that fucking idiot put his hands on her, he was a goner. Reese beat the shit out of him and I wanted to but I couldn't because I saw her standing in shock. I went to her side and hugged her.
Comforted her.
I knew what she was feeling.
To be assaulted by two asshole men in the span of two weeks would fuck with anyone’s mind.
She was so vulnerable and resigned to her fate. She thought she was going to lose her job.
Never.
Heck, I wanted to do dirty things to her right on that sidewalk when she bumped into me that first time.
I had been angry because our manager of three years was embezzling from us and I had to deal with him. But the sight of her there adorably, embarrassed, and sad I couldn't resist and I had to know more.
When the angry clouded vision cleared, I was stunned by her beauty, her sexiness, her vulnerability and her strength when she pushed off me. She tugged my heart when she leaned her head against mine to seek comfort.
For that matter, she had to meet Reese because she was perfect with her chestnut hair, porcelain, glowing skin and sea green eyes. She looked like an angel.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Reese undressing and his eyes were transfixed on her tits. His cock was already in his hand when he roughly gripped it, stroking it a few before kneeling near her mouth. His cock jutted against her mouth and, holy fuck, she took the tip in her mouth. Her tongue licking him, encircling him.
I inhaled her musky scent before licking her slit and she almost came from that alone. I licked and lapped. I circled her clit with my tongue.
The visual was breathtaking. Her mouth was being fucked by Reese while I was fucking her with my mouth.
“I have to be inside her,” Reese groaned.
“Patience, brother,” I advised but I didn’t take my own advice. My licks and nibbles become more frantic. I couldn’t get enough of her taste in my mouth. I craved more. I wanted everything from her. All her gasps and moans were ours. I felt her pussy spasm and shake beneath my mouth.
I gave one last lick and she came.
“Goddamn it. I need to be inside of you,” I said and quickly, undressed and settled back between her spread legs. Her eyes followed me till she had a good, long look at my cock.
She grew apprehensive from the way her brow furrowed and she pulled her mouth away from Reese’s cock. “That’s too big.”
“Sweetheart, there is no such thing as too big,” Reese chortled.
Reese started to ram further in her mouth and she gagged but he didn’t budge from fucking her mouth savagely. Her eyes teared up as she matched thrust for thrust, her tits jiggling from the motions.
“I'm cumming,” he warned her.
She continued sucking till Reese came in her mouth.
Jesus fucking Christ, she was fucking amazing. She was going to be the death of us.
It would be a great way to die.
“Please,” Olivia pleaded.
“Please, what?” I demanded.
Please…please…fuck me,” she gasped out, overcome by her need to be filled fully.
I grabbed my cock and rubbed it up and down her slick heat before thrusting into her sweet cunt in one glorious thrust.
“Wait…condom.”
Really?
Hell, no.
“No,” I grit out.
“But, I'll get pregnant.”
“We're clean. You're clean. We're breeding you. We're gonna fill your cunt with our cocks and your belly with our babies,” Reese ordered.
I thrusted not caring if she was adjusted to my size or comfortable with the idea of us going bareback. The thought of breeding surged me on.
She tensed at the sudden invasion her pussy stretching to accommodate him.
“Fuck, you're tight,” I choked out, too consumed by the sensation. My breathing became more ragged, need pulsing through me.
“Flip her,” Reese ordered, impatient. I couldn’t blame him. Olivia was pure sin and temptation.
And I wanted her to take both of us. See her filled by both of us. I didn’t care if she couldn’t. We needed to be inside her together.
I flipped over so she was straddling me, whilst I continued to fuck her senseless.
Reese
I wordlessly moved behind her and her lush ass and came into her, the globes curvy and bouncy. I stretched her ass cheeks, splaying her open wide to my eyes and, fuck, she was more beautiful from here.
“Look at that tight asshole. It’s begging to be taken,” I exhaled. I couldn't wait to fuck her here with my semen spurting.
Her tight pink asshole was beautiful and waiting to be pounded by my engorged cock. The sight of her made me want to lose control.
I couldn't wait anymore and I pushed a finger inside and she tensed at the foreign invasion.
“Get used to it,” I ordered when she squirmed out of my reach. Jack held her firmly in place.
She tried to twist away. “I can't take both of you,” she protested and pleaded.
“You will take both of us,” Jack punched out. “That asshole and this cunt will be fucked until you can’t walk. Until you are sore. You will be filled until our semen leaks out of those two holes. Got it?”
“Make that pussy cunt cum for us. She needs to know she came while the two of us held her down and used her body like a slut.”
The dirty words turned her more when she, ever so slightly, pushed back against my finger to take more in her tiny asshole. She whimpered at the crude words. Our little slut was enjoying this.
Thank fuck, I thought.
I used my fingers to massage her tight little asshole, loosening the walls, preparing her. I lined my cock against her asshole and slowly entered her, not wanting to hurt her.
She clenched and cried out when I pushed past the initial resistance. She had stopped moving and Jack took over, grabbing her hips and thrusting her up and down on his cock.
I could barely control myself from ramming into her. It too everything in me to go slowly. The thought of causing her pain would crush me. Anal wasn't something to joke around for a virgin.
Jack and I established a rhythm. He pulled out and I thrusted. The pulls and thrust moving in a synchronized motion, like a dirty, filthy dance of pure animalistic rutting.
Our groan and her moans filled the room. The office was soundproofed cause there was no way we could be quiet, even if we wanted to.
Once Olivia got used to the sensations of two cocks filling her, plundering her, she threw her head back and moved with us, giving as good as she got.
“I’m not going to last long. She’s soaking wet and gripping my cock with her tight sheath. Goddamn it,” Jack warned.
“I’m right behind you, Jack,” I gave him the signal. I pumped into her a few more times before shouting my release.
With the right twist from Jack, she came all over his cock, and I came in her back entrance, my semen leaking.
We were panting from the exertion of pleasuring her tight little body. I pulled out and went to the bathroom to grab a paper towel and wipe her clean.
After tending to her, we lay across the floor.
The silence was broken by her whispered awe. “That was… that was wow.”
She lay there satiated, her body rocking with multiple orgasms.
I chuckled.
Chapter 7
Olivia
Oh my God.
My body was limp and boneless from the multiple orgasms. The smell of sex permeated the air. Every part of me has come on fire and alive. Glancing up at both men, they stared down at me, their cocks straining, again, for attention. Their faces were hard and predatory.
They consumed me.
That was hot, sweaty and exhausting. Pleasuring these two men was thrilling and powerful. They wanted me. Being the object of their desire, their common, determined goal was to pleasure me as multiple orgasms rocketed through my body. And that was a powerful, addicting high.
They fucked me dirty and raw, and I never imagined that I would enjoy two cocks pounding into me.
I did enjoy it. Immensely.
It was a glorious, satiating feeling of contentment and pleasure.
I was laid across the office floor and cuddled between the two men. Reese spooned me while Jack tangled his legs around me.
I still felt their cum drain out of me, coating my thighs. They came so hard, I thought sleepily.
“Fuck, I want to be in her cunt,” Reese gritted out, staring at the semen leaking from me. “I’m not even close to done with her body.”
“She’s so tight and sore,” Jack warned.
“Fuck,” Reese said painfully.
I don't know what came over me but with Reese spooning me from behind me, I slid my legs, sideways, on top of his outer legs. I reached down behind me and grabbed his cock and pushed the tip inside me.
“Take over,” I said.
I was lethargic and didn’t have the energy to move but Reese took over. I was still soaked so he slid in easily and start thrusting slowly, my pussy gripping his cock, fucking me sideways.
Reese was thicker than Jack so my pussy clenched around him, sore. But it was a beautiful pain.
Reese laughed, “She still needs to be fucked. Her sexual appetite almost matches ours.”
Jack grinned and started sucking my nipples.
“I would hope so. That baby isn't going to make itself,” I retorted, clutching Jack’s hair.
Those words had the desired effect, I thought an hour later, bone-deep tired and relaxed.
Chapter 8
Olivia
Jack spoke from across the room. “Olivia, check your inbox. I sent you a copy of Thorn’s financial statements. See if everything checks out before we take him on as a client.”
I saluted him, mockingly. “On it, boss.”
Jack’s eyes heated and flickered down to my cleavage from across the room. Reese leaned back in his chair and propped up his feet on the desk, crossing them.
“Keep that attitude up and you will soon find yourself bent over this desk,” Reese promised.
“Promises, promises,” I retorted.
“You’re lucky we have work to do,” Jack grumbled.
After that day in the office, my position and role at Black Hawk changed. My desk had been shifted inside Jack and Reese’s office. I was promoted to be their accountant rather than their secretary.
I didn’t get that promotion for spreading my legs two month ago but for helping them acquire and collect proof for their previous manager’s embezzlement, my accountant degree coming in handy. I was able to follow the money trail and link it back to the manager.
The reason I was in their office was, well, so they could spread my legs whenever they chose to.
And they chose to, a lot, I grinned devilishly. Sometimes together and sometimes just one of them would fuck me mercilessly. But, fucked, I did get a lot.
There were rumors spreading like wildfire around the office. No one else had a town car or got promoted that quickly. Everyone jump to the obvious conclusion that I was sleeping my way to the top. I was at the other end of dirty looks.
I didn’t let it try to affect me but it did. I wanted to be liked. I wanted to make friends. I didn’t want to alienate myself.
I was biting the tip of my pen when the pen was chucked from my hand.
I glanced up to see Reese standing there, leaning his delicious ass against my desk. “What happened?”
I didn’t want to tell them because in the short time we've been together, I knew what they would do. They would go on a firing spree for giving me dirty looks and being antagonistic. I didn’t want that.
“Nothing,” I said, resuming my work.
My chin was tipped up and Reese stared silently, waiting.
Asshat, I thought affectionally. That didn’t work on me anymore. Not to say it didn’t work on me for the first month. But I had to gain immunity if I ever wanted work done around the office.
But, lately, I grew confused. We only had sex in the office. Outside of our professional lives, we went on one date. Only one.
Deep unease and insecurity rose inside me. I felt like they were growing bored of me and that thought didn’t sit well with me.
Stop jumping to conclusions, I shook my head at myself.
Jack stepped behind my chair and massaged my neck and shoulders.
“Ah, that feels good,” I moaned.
“Stop, Olivia,” Reese warned adjusting himself. “We won’t be able to get anything done if you keep making those sexy moans.”
“Quit distracting us and tell us what happened, Olivia,” Jack demanded. Jack loved to order me around. It gave perverse pleasure watching me do his
bidding. But he was the one who pampered me the most while Reese protected me.
I sighed, “Everyone in the office is talking.”
“About?” Reese was confused. They didn’t know any of the rumor circulating the office.
I pointedly looked behind me at Jack’s hands massaging me and the desk that was conveniently placed in their office.
The implication wasn't hard to grasp and my men didn’t become billionaires by being stupid.
Jack came in front of me as understanding dawned in his eyes. Reese stood there, rigidly, his hands curled into fists.
“They think I’m cheating on both of you with the other.”
“I’m going to fire them,” Reese threatened.
Jack gazed at me and studied me. “Don’t,” he ordered Reese.
“What the fuck? Why not?” Reese seethed.
“Olivia doesn't want that.”
I glanced at him thankfully. “If you fire them, I would be alienated and no one would want to be friends with me because I would tattle to the bosses’. I don't want a knight in shining armor.”
That answer didn’t please them. “Well, I just can’t sit here and do nothing.”
“Maybe, we should take a break and I could move back to my old desk…” I was cut off with a vehement ‘no’.
“Are you not happy?” Jack questioned.
“I am…but…”
“But, what?” Reese asked impatiently.
“We never do anything outside of the office,” I burned out, my insecurities brimming to the surface. I wanted more.
They both stared for a moment before laughing.
I glared at them.
“I told you, Jack. Our Olivia is just like us. Greedy and wanting,” Reese said, chuckling.
Jack contained his laughter and answered my silent question. “Sweetheart, we didn’t want to come on too strong. We, well I,” —he amended— “wanted to give you time to adjust with having both of us in your lives.”
“Permanently.” Reese added.
I stared at them in shock. “Really?” I whispered.
Reese leaned over and kissed me. “Really, really.”
“Why me?”
“Why not you?” Jack countered, lifting me from my chair and wrapping me in one of his bear hug.
