by Reece Butler
“So’s mine.”
“But you’ve got a pussy to fill. A night with Amelia ought to make you limp.”
“That woman’s so demanding, it’ll be years before I get limp.”
“Jay-sus! That’s supposed to help?”
Together, they completed the job. When they finished and Nevin turned away, Ross caught his sleeve.
“Join us,” he said.
Nevin rubbed his chin with the back of his hand. He looked at the ground.
“I don’t need a pity fuck.”
“No, you don’t. But as you saw, I’ve got a horny wife. She’s been thinking all day about whatever Beth told her they do on that room-size bed. One man can only come so many times.”
Nevin looked sideways at his older brother. “Even horny women can be particular. Most women are scared of being with one big man, much less two.”
Ross punched him in the shoulder. “My little wife told me she brought a pillow book from her pa’s library. She’s got a few ideas of her own.”
The soft swoosh of a hunting owl passed overhead.
“And?”
“And the picture of two men with a woman makes Amelia’s pussy clench.”
“Fuck!”
“That’s the idea, Brother Bear. She’s been uppity today and needs a spanking.”
Ross looked at the house. The second-floor window glowed with lamplight. The silhouette of a woman, standing sideways, appeared. Her full breasts jutted out from her chest. Her hair flowed down her back. After a moment, the window cleared.
“Tonight?” Nevin’s voice cracked with eagerness.
“She’s happy, horny, and eager. No better time to learn sharing.”
“Only if she wants. I can go without.” Nevin snorted a laugh. “Been going without for so damn long the fingers on my right hand curl up and jerk whenever a woman walks past.”
“At the least, you’ll have a woman’s hand jerking you off. Or her breasts. They’re big enough she can do you with them.”
Ross slapped his brother on the back before taking long strides toward the house. Nevin’s deep groan followed him.
* * * *
Amelia paced back and forth, her thighs rubbing against her pussy lips. She’d watched out the window as Ross and Nevin talked. She’d ridden Ross’s cock and come close, but she needed more than that tantalizing friction. Watching Ross and Nevin work that day, both bare chested, she saw how much they resembled each other. She expected Nevi also had a long, hard, eager cock. She silently debated with herself whether to tell Ross she’d found the book. Seeing the Elliott and MacDougal men straining their muscles had made her hotter than she’d ever been.
“Why aren’t you naked, wench?”
Amelia whirled around. Ross stood with legs apart, fists on his hips. His long, dark hair was free, its silky strands flowing over his shoulders. The front of his pants tented out.
She gulped.
He moved so fast that he was lifting the back of her skirts and pulling her bottom against his erection before she could take a step. He slid his fingers inside her, pressing in and out. She spread her feet farther apart to encourage him.
“You’re going to get it tonight, Amy. Hard. All day, you flirted with other men. They wanted you. All of them. Whenever you twitched that ass or wiggled your breasts, they imagined throwing you to the ground, pulling up your dress, and taking you.”
She shivered at his growled words. Never had so many men watched her. She knew she was safe and hadn’t flirted, but it didn’t matter. All day, she’d fought her fantasies of being taken, but by her own men.
“I think it’s time you learn about two cocks at once. What if Nevin kneels behind your pretty little ass and fingers you? Just like this.”
He moved his hand around to her buttocks. He slid a wet finger between her cheeks. He scratched lightly at her back hole for a second before pressing into her. She quivered at the sensations, harsh yet so intensely wonderful.
Ross pulled free, lifted her, and carried her to the edge of the double-size bed. He set her down on her hands and knees then flipped her skirts over her shoulders. She waited, for what she wasn’t sure. He slid his cock in her pussy. She groaned, encouraging him to go deep. She knew Beth had three men to pleasure her. All day, she’d thought about how it would work.
Ross pulsed inside her pussy. “I’m not going to last long,” he gasped.
She tilted her bottom and squeezed his cock inside her. He roared and sped up, both hands on her hips, slamming her back onto his cock. It only took a minute to explode. She pounded back against him, both of them lost in the need, the satisfaction.
They didn’t move for a long while. Ross held her snug, his sweating chest on her back, until he stood up and pulled out. He cleaned her with cool water. After putting the cloth back, he pulled her skirts down and helped her to lie on her side. He curled behind her, spooning.
He held her breast, squeezing her now and then. Her orgasm had taken some of the need, but she wanted more. Nevin wasn’t spending the night in the Elliotts’ barn. He was here. All day, when she saw him, he’d looked lost. Lonely. Delicious.
“Beth said it wasn’t right that she sleep with Trace and leave Simon and Jack alone at night.”
* * * *
Ross tensed at Amelia’s words. Every nerve was taut, fighting to stay still, to stay silent. Long minutes he waited.
“Nevin is all alone,” she continued.
“Um-hmm.”
“Does he still, um, want me?”
He felt her nipple hardening in his palm. “He’s wanted you since he first saw you.”
“He hasn’t said anything.”
Ross unbuttoned her blouse as he spoke. Her breath caught, one of the tiny noises that proved how much she wanted him yet again.
“You’re my wife. Unless we both tell him we want him to touch you, he will never, ever say anything. That’s why he stays away from you.” He waited, but she just looked at him. “Do you want him to touch you?”
“Would you mind?”
“He’s my brother, and he’s in pain.”
“Does he know how to do all those wonderful things you do?”
“Nev has a wicked imagination. I expect he knows those and more.” Under his palms, her nipples hardened again. “What are you thinking about, wife?” he growled.
“My wicked dreams.”
Her breathing sped up. He murmured an encouraging sound and prayed she’d continue. Whatever her dreams had been about, they certainly aroused her.
“Tell me what happened.”
“These men tied me up and did wicked things to me. I couldn’t escape, so it wasn’t my fault. All I could do was lie there as they touched me.”
He slid his hand inside her blouse and rolled her nipple between his fingers to encourage her.
“Before our first night, I’d never seen even a man’s bare chest. But a few times, I saw dogs in the streets, and once, I saw a stallion mount a mare in a field we were passing.”
“Were you frightened? A stallion can get very violent when he takes his mare.”
She shook her head. “It excited me. I wanted to feel the same, to scream like that mare.”
He snorted a laugh. “Believe me, you scream.” He caressed her neck. “I like it when you scream my name when you come. What else?”
“Sometimes there’s two men, sometimes three. I’m blindfolded, so I don’t know what they look like. If I refuse to do what they say, they spank me.”
“I owe you a spanking, don’t I?” He nudged her bottom with his cock. “Something tells me you refuse those men.”
“They make me take off all my clothes and theirs. Since I can’t see, I have to feel my way around. But I never know what happens next, only that they’ll do terribly wonderful things to me.”
“Now that you’re a married woman, do you know what they would do to you?”
“What you did. But more than one man at a time,” she whispered hoarsely. “Do you think
men’s cocks all taste the same?”
Ross was surprised she didn’t react to Nev’s choked gasp. He’d heard Nev’s sock feet approach when Amy started talking about her dreams. She had her back to the stairs and didn’t see him appear. Nev would wait to make sure of his welcome or fade away again.
“Do you want to find out?”
She nodded, biting her lip. “I like licking your cock. I want to know what it would feel like to have you kissing my pussy at the same time. Do you think Nevin would, um, want—”
“I want.”
Amelia squeaked in surprise. She rose on one elbow and looked over his shoulder at Nevin.
“You up for it, brother?”
“Only if Amelia wants me.”
* * * *
She sat up and looked at Nevin. Really looked at him. Though he stood still, she could see the tension quivering in him. The hawk nose, flared like a bull, was the same as Ross’s, but the dark eyes were his own. He stalked forward like a panther on silent feet. He stepped even closer, staring down at her. She licked dry lips. Though she’d just been thoroughly pleasured, Nevin brought a white-hot heat to her. It was if his eyes traced over her body, waking every cell to life again.
“You afraid of me?”
“You won’t hurt me. Neither will Ross.”
“Yes, I will,” replied Ross. “I will turn you over on my lap and spank your bare ass if you sass me. I will make you beg to come, holding you on the edge until you think you’ll die.”
“That’s different,” she said. “That’s playing.”
Ross lifted his head and laughed. “I like the way you play.”
Nevin reached out his hand to her. She knew if she took his hand, she’d be saying “yes” to something no decent woman should do. But the rules of Eastern society didn’t work here. She shivered in anticipation. Nevin raised an eyebrow in challenge. She lifted her chin and placed her hand in his. He gently eased her to stand. He was about an inch shorter than Ross, still way taller than she. The intensity in his eyes, the tension of his body, sent waves of vibration through her.
“I’m going to kiss you now,” he said.
She expected an assault, but he brought his mouth gently onto hers. She snuggled closer, wrapping her arms around his waist. He deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue between her teeth and upper lip. She sighed and opened her mouth fully, wanting more.
But he pulled back. “Thank you for accepting us as we are,” he said. He placed her hands on the bulge below his belt. “You ready for me?”
Chapter Sixteen
Ross watched Amelia nod to his brother. She might have a fantasy of being “forced” to do things, but no one would ever hurt a woman under his protection. Most of the men he attacked had hurt a woman or child. He made sure they could never do it again. Once he put his baby in Amelia and she accepted Nevin fully, he would ease away a bit. Nev would care for her while he went man-hunting.
He smiled when Amelia reached for Nevin’s belt buckle. Nev pressed his hand against hers to slow her down. “You sure, brother?”
Ross nodded. “If it brings pleasure and harms no one, it’s right. But there’s one rule.”
They both looked over. “Amelia’s first child will be mine. Understand?”
Nevin broke out in a broad smile.
“Amelia,” he said. She looked up, gulping at his expression. “That means I get your sweet ass.” He clenched a hand over each of her back cheeks and squeezed. “I’ve been watching you wiggle it all day. Thinking how I would stretch that little hole with a finger. After a bit, I’d add another and another until you can take me there.”
Amelia looked dazed and eager.
“You’re not ready for that tonight, but soon,” said Ross.
As her husband, he had some rights. Before he let Nevin’s cock anywhere near her ass, he would show her the joys. Since he’d already come and she was so hot, maybe tonight. He swelled at the thought. He padded to the corner wash area. The sweet oil was still there. He’d planned to use it on her skin, but it was slippery enough for her ass. He poured some into the tin cup. He held the cup in his hand to warm and watched his brother with his wife.
“Strip,” said Nevin.
When she didn’t move at his order, Nev spanked her bottom cheek with his palm. She jumped and finished undoing her shirt. It fell off her shoulders. Her skirt followed right after.
“Boots.”
She bent over to unbutton them. Nevin walked behind her, tilting his head to see better. He grinned. When she stood up, barefoot, he placed her hands on his chest.
“Take off my clothes, wench. Carefully.”
She bit her lip in concentration as she worked at Nevin’s buttons. When his shirt landed on the floor, she dragged her nails over his chest and belly. He hissed as her nails scraped under his waistband. He had to help her undo the leather belt buckle, but her nimble fingers had no trouble with the buttons on his pants. He held them up with one hand and towed her behind him with the other. He sat in a chair and lifted up a foot.
“Turn around and take my boot off.”
Nevin stared as she lifted her leg high and straddled him. She shuffled forward, catching his boot between her thighs. She struggled to pull the boot off, bending forward and flashing her ass.
She tossed the first boot aside then straddled his other leg and started again. This time, Ross noticed that she rubbed Nev’s boot against her clit while she pretended to pull it off. Nevin noticed as well and finally placed his bare foot against her plump cheeks and pushed. The boot easily came off once she knew her game was up.
As much as Ross wanted to see her do that again, this was for Nevin. He stripped while Amelia slid Nevin’s pants down his legs and helped him step out of them. Once Nev was naked, Amelia stood up straight, shoulders back and breasts quivering.
Nev walked around her, letting his fingers trail over her breasts, her ribs, her belly, her lower back. He kept his touch light and slow and was rewarded with tiny quivers and hisses as her special places reacted.
“Ross says you have the sweetest pussy,” he murmured from behind her. He gathered her hair in his hands and tangled it around his straining cock. He let it trail over him.
Ross walked over and faced her. He kissed her mouth gently then more deeply. He told her through his kiss how proud he was that she wanted this. The person closest in the world to him was his brother Nevin. Amelia wanting Nev was second to wanting him.
He pulled back and held her face in his hands. She must be in control, especially as Nevin hadn’t been with a woman in weeks or longer.
“Lie on the bed,” he said to Nevin.
* * * *
Amelia watched as Nevin followed Ross’s directions. Her husband’s near-twin held his stiff cock in his right hand so it stood straight up. His nostrils flared wide. He stared at her with wide, dark pupils.
“What should I do?”
“Whatever you want, Amelia. You said you could hold your tits around my cock. I bet Nev would want that.”
“Oh, yeah,” gasped Nevin. “I’ll take that anytime.”
Amelia looked from Nevin to Ross. They were eager for her to do anything she wanted with them. She didn’t think it was lack of females as either man could pay to have a woman do whatever they wanted. No, they wanted her.
The women she helped back East had no power. As their father or husband’s chattel, they were forced to bow down to a man’s will. Beth said that a man might have power over his wife, but when three men wanted the same woman, she held the balance of power. Tonight, she had the power.
She let Ross guide her to the bed. She crawled up Nevin’s body on her hands and knees. He stared at her breasts as they swayed. He licked his lips. His hands grabbed the bars of the headboard so tight she almost saw them bend. She stopped when her knees were at his hips.
His cock throbbed along with the pulse in his neck. It was about the same size as her husband’s, thick and strong. She reached out one hand. Nevin hissed as she
touched him, his whole body jerking in automatic response.
She thought back to the pillow book. In one drawing, the woman’s face wasn’t visible as she’d draped her hair over the man’s chest. She adjusted her knees and leaned forward. She let her hair dangle across his chest for a moment then dragged it back and forth. Some caught on his cock. He muttered something she was sure was a swear word but didn’t recognize.
“Did you teach her that?” Nevin spoke through gritted teeth.
“Nope,” replied Ross. “That in one of your pictures, Amy?”
She bent down, holding Nevin’s cock tight, and licked his tip. His whole body spasmed. He groaned like a beast in agony. She licked him again. This time, he kept more control, merely hissing like a steam engine. Someone pulled her hair out of her eyes. Ross. He used his fingers to comb it back so it flowed over her shoulders.
“Nev wants you to suck his cock,” he said. “He wants to feel your lips and see you take him into your mouth.”
She looked at Nev’s grimacing face. His eyes opened wide as she engulfed the head. Though both hands held him tight and she leaned on him with her chest, he still pressed up, encouraging her to go deeper.
She twitched when Ross parted her pussy lips with his fingers. She groaned around Nevin’s cock when Ross slid a finger into her.
* * * *
Ross got comfortable behind Amelia’s lush bottom. He pressed her butt cheeks wide with his palms. She clenched his finger when he slid one into her soaking, hot pussy. Nevin, staring at Amelia sucking his cock, looked like every one of his birthdays and Christmases had finally been rewarded with one big present.
Did he look so besotted when Amelia rode his cock? Likely.
There was something about an eager woman wanting a man that made everything seem perfect for a while. Gillis used to have the same look, and he saw it regularly on Trace. If he’d waited around until Simon came out of the Elliott kitchen after making Beth scream, he’d likely have seen the same satisfied, stunned look.
