“I think you’ve had more than enough pleasure from that butt plug, love,” Alex said suddenly, crawling closer to her as Gabriel moved aside.
They were not going to let up.
Alex slid the plug out of her stretched anus, taking his time so she could enjoy the sensations. As she braced herself for further forbidden pleasure, Alex began kissing and lightly biting her luscious ass. He then started circling her lubricated ass with the tip of his tongue. Again, Annie moaned instinctively and bucked against him. Alex’s wet, warm tongue felt spectacular in her most private of holes. He was gentle and intimate, taking his time to explore and stimulate. Annie once again found herself in blissful ecstasy. Alex forced his tongue deeper and deeper into her anus. Before long, he was tongue-fucking her just as she had done to him. He returned the pleasure.
Just as she was about to come again, Gabriel told her to stand next to the bed with Gabriel crouched behind her and Alex on his knees to her front. With pristine timing, she felt the incredible sensation of two tongues enter her pussy and asshole.
“Oh my god!” she gasped, struggling to stay standing, especially in her heightened state.
“I don’t think she appreciates the fact that we are the ones bringing her pleasure, brother. She keeps calling out other names,” Alex stated, then licked her hole once more.
“I think you’re right, brother. Maybe we should stop?” Gabriel said.
“Don’t you dare!” she screamed.
Laughing, both men went back to pleasuring her. Annie quickly screamed as her body rocked its third orgasm. It was even more powerful than the first.
“Oh yes!” The attention to both her holes was overwhelming. She was practically gushing from the experience. Her nipples had never been so hard. She wasn’t sure she could take much more, and she hadn’t even been fucked yet.
Her mind was a whirl. She never thought loving these two men would be as incredible as this. She wondered of her pregnancy heightened the fact. Regardless, she didn’t care. She adored her men more than her life. The whole experience was dreamlike and heavenly. The thought of being fucked by her two men at the same time now consumed her.
God, how she’d longed for this.
Gabriel leaned in and kissed her tenderly on the lips. This developed into deep, sensual kissing, tasting each other, and sucking each other’s tongues, making her lie back on her side. As she did, he moved beside her and lifted up her left leg. Annie felt his cock brush against her engorged pussy before he easily slid in. He held his cock inside for a few moments before whispering in her ear.
“I love you, little bird. Don’t ever think I don’t want you. You are the most beautiful woman in the world. There is no other which has captured my heart the way you have. If I made you feel undesirable, the fault lays with me, never you. Forgive me, Antoinette?”
Caressing his face, she said, “I love you, too, always.”
Gabriel slowly yet tenderly began fucking her as he pinched her nipples at the same time. Annie held her head back and closed her eyes as Gabriel’s dick slid in and out of her pussy.
She kissed him deeply as Alex slid in from behind and penetrated her ass. Like Gabriel, Alex was gentle as he slowly eased himself in, the lubrication and her aroused state allowing him to insert his entire cock in her anus.
“Oh, Alex!” was all she could muster as Gabriel and Alex rhythmically fucked both her holes. Her whole body was electrified, every thrust magnifying the pleasure. She was in absolute ecstatic heaven. Gabriel and Alex grunted as they picked up the pace, plunging their cocks in and out of her with mild force. The room was now a sea of moans, grunts, and thrusts.
As her Masters pounded her two holes, Annie gave out a long, raspy, throaty moan as she came over both their cocks. “More, I want more!”
Her whole body convulsed and shuddered again as her orgasm consumed her body and mind completely. On cue, Gabriel and Alex thrust once more and emptied themselves into her body. Holding them in her exhausted embrace, she purred. The sexual and psychological contentment in the room was palpable as they enjoyed their post-orgasmic state. Nobody needed to say anything. It had been an incredible, spine tingling, and breathtaking evening.
As her pulse began to slow and her thoughts began to take shape again, she closed her heavy eyelids and felt the irresistible pangs of sleep grip her ravaged body and mind.
However, before she gave in, she allowed herself a wicked and excited little smile as she thought of what the rest of her life was going to be like in the arms of her two masters.
Chapter Four
Saturday, December 21st, four days until Christmas
The bitter cold blew through the slats of the barn, sending a chill down Orin’s back. He only had a few days left until Christmas, and he worked furiously to get the gifts finished in time. His sons were almost six months old, and this was going to be their first Christmas. He wanted to do something special for them, something that they couldn’t destroy, and something they could pass down to their own children someday. The idea came to him a couple of months ago, and he had been planning ever since.
This was going to be the best Christmas ever!
Of course, he couldn’t let his wife, Lilly, or his brothers know what he was planning again, let alone he had initiated another plan. Apparently, just the word plan tended to freak them out. Orin could admit now that most of his plans weren’t completely well thought out, but this one, this one was different. He thought of every contingency and every obstacle. It was foolproof!
Nevertheless, just in case, he was keeping everything to himself.
It wasn’t hard keeping his secret from his brothers. Just the thought of stepping outside in the freezing cold had Davis and Jacks shuddering, but Lilly, well now, that was another story. That woman could see through his bullshit quicker than fly shit on the window screen. As if he were that transparent. He could keep a secret, just not from her.
Life with Lilly was a blast. Nothing was normal and everything was an adventure, and it all started on that glorious night back in October, a year and three months ago. Although, his brothers and Lilly tended to think the night of their last wild party was a fiasco. Orin thought differently. That night changed his life for the better, and everything since then was a blessing.
Putting up his tools for the moment, he looked at the gifts before him. Orin was pleased with what he saw. All that was left to do was to put a couple coats of varnish on them, and then the two big red bows. Christmas couldn’t come quick enough for him. He just hoped that Jacks and Davis left for town to pick up Lilly’s gift. From the look of the sky, another storm was about to pass through.
It had been a harsh winter so far. Snow upon snow, day after day, there were times when even Orin wondered if it would ever stop. Too bad they were just in the middle of winter. Yep, they could rely on at least another five more months of the white stuff. Nevertheless, it sure was pretty to look at.
The smell of beef stew cooking and fresh bread invaded his nostrils as he hung his coat on the hook by the back door. The house was quiet, which was unusual with two small boys crawling around. Glancing at the clock, Orin grinned and said, “Nap time.” Rubbing his hands together greedily, he went in search of his wife. It wasn’t very often that he had Lilly all to himself, but given the opportunity before him, there was no way he was going to let this blessed gift pass him by.
Scouring the house for his wife, he noticed it hadn’t changed much since Lilly arrived. There were no new items, just the same ole things that he remembered from his childhood. He walked toward his room when he heard a little squeal. Looking for the noise, he entered what used to be Jack’s room. There in the middle of the room stood a crib. Walking slowly toward the solid piece of furniture that he built with his own hands, the squeal got louder. He peered down and looked into his own eyes, eyes of slate gray and a tuff of blond curls atop a little head. The little boy grinned up at him while his identical brother slept peacefully beside him.
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miling, he reached for the squirming child. Orin picked up his son, who stopped squawking instantly and began to pat his face. The little baby, dressed in blue, looked determinedly at him, studying him, and all Orin could do was hug his son.
“Hey, buddy, what’s the matter? You need to be sleeping. I have plans for your momma. So throw your daddy a bone and take a nice long nap, okay?” he whispered softly.
“What plans?” his wife asked, walking into the room. Orin jumped at the sound of her voice. “I know you’re not making any plans of any sort.”
“Nuh-uh!” Orin quipped quickly. “I swear, baby.”
“Are you sure?” Lilly asked, her eyes serious, her hands positioned firmly on her hips. Yep, that was the look of one pissed-off momma. He may have wanted her hot and bothered, not hot and pissed off. He needed to deflect the situation. If a little white lie got him out of the hothouse and into her hot pants, then that was exactly what he was going to do.
“Absolutely!” he lied, looking away.
“You are so full of poop, Orin.”
Orin tried desperately not to laugh, but when he looked back at his beautiful wife and saw the serious expression on her face, he lost it. Right after the boys were born, Lilly insisted that everyone learn to curb their language. It was hard at first, and the swear jar she implemented now sat half-full on the kitchen counter. As the main contributor to his sons’ early college fund, Orin couldn’t help himself half the time. Just letting the f-bomb flow was like breathing in air. It came so naturally to him. To guarantee his use of the word, he would drop a twenty in the jar every Sunday.
“Come on, baby, say it for me. Just once,” he teased, knowing damn well she wouldn’t.
“Don’t you start with me, Mr. I-have-a-plan-for-everything. Put Noah James back in his crib and leave him alone. He should have been asleep thirty minutes ago.”
“Don’t you go too far, gorgeous. I have a bone to stick in you!”
Lilly turned beet red and fled the room mumbling. Orin could have sworn as she left he heard her mutter the words fucking horny bastard. He quickly kissed his son’s head and placed him back in his crib. Softly shutting the door, he heard the telltale sounds of quarters clinking coming from the kitchen.
Smiling, he headed toward his foul-mouthed little hottie.
It was time to put his afternoon naptime plan of seduction into action. “Now where did I leave that sparkly garland?”
* * * *
Vanessa Sanchez was just about to lock up for lunch when she heard the front door open. Looking up from her desk, she shouted, “Well, it’s about damn time. I was starting to think you guys weren’t going to make it.”
Walking out into the front of her store, she stopped dead in her tracks. She was expecting Jacks and Davis McDaniel, but not the three men standing before her. Vanessa had seen them about town a time or two, but never really had the chance to introduce herself. Of course, remembering how they were dressed, she wasn’t sure she really wanted to.
Oh, she knew being superficial bitch wasn’t kind, and her momma would whip her ass if she ever found out, but damn it, a girl had to have priorities. It was those same priorities that caused her problems when she lived in Dallas. Yep, a girl had to have standards, and these three men were not up to par no matter how fucking hot they were.
“Can I help you?” she asked in her most superior voice. She really hated being rude to anyone, but she couldn’t fathom she would have anything for the three grease monkeys that ran Cove’s Auto Body.
They were dressed in filthy, greasy coveralls, and she prayed they didn’t touch anything in her store. Just the thought of having to send her beautiful clothes to the cleaners made her cringe. If that happened, she would have to mark the already-reduced clothing down further, and she wouldn’t make a profit. Nope, she needed to figure out what they wanted quickly and get them the hell out of her store.
“Yes, ma’am. We were wondering if you could special order something for us?” the handsome brunet said huskily. He was stunning in a total bad-boy kind of way. She could clearly see the tattoos on his wrist as he handed her a small sheet of paper, smudged with grease.
Taking the paper from him, she opened it and read the contents.
1.Prada Ostrich Double Zip Tote
2.Erdem Faris Dress size 8
2.Jimmy Choo Jalislo Lace & Suede Sandals size 7
Coughing, Vanessa looked up at the three men and blushed. Okay, so they knew their designers. “Um, you do realize that the purse itself is over six thousand, the dress is almost three thousand, and the shoes are roughly twenty-five hundred, right?”
“Yes, ma’am,” the tallest one said. Standing six foot seven, he towered over the other two by at least three inches. With raven hair and a tribal tattoo visible from the collar of his jacket that ran up toward his neck, he looked to be the toughest of the bunch.
“And you want me to order these items…for you?” Vanessa asked incredulously.
“Yes, ma’am,” the third one said, blushing. His boyishly good looks would be the envy of anyone in the New York fashion district. His honey-blond hair glistened under her store’s florescent lights.
“Is this some kind of joke? Did Macie put you up to this?”
“No, ma’am,” the brunet quickly said.
“Oh for crying out loud, stop calling me ma’am. I’m twenty-eight years old, and the name is Vanessa.”
The blond stepped forward and smiled. “I’m Peter Castillo.”
Next, the brunet said, “I’m Carter James.”
And the giant blushed. “I’m Brice Venter.”
“Nice to meet you,” Vanessa replied dryly. Turning away from them, she needed to think. They were all so yummylicious. She couldn’t get her head to stop twirling with images of them naked, working on whatever car, the bulging muscles glistening in the summer heat as sweat rolled down their toned bodies. Oh yeah, she needed to get laid soon. These three grease monkeys were wreaking havoc on her inner slut.
“Is everything all right Ms. Vanessa? Did we come at a bad time?” the one called Carter asked.
“No, not really. I was just waiting for someone. If you guys are serious about this order, I won’t be able to place anything until the spring. These items are from the designer’s spring line.”
“That’s all right. Our number is at the bottom of the paper. Could you call us when they come in?” Peter asked.
“Yeah, sure. I will call you before I place the order, just to make sure you still want the items,” she said, looking back at them. She still wasn’t sure this wasn’t some kind of joke. However, if they were on the level, she was going to make one hell of a commission and finally have something from the latest lines in her store. Even if it was only until they came and picked them up.
“Oh, we want the items.” Cater smiled.
“You have a very lucky lady,” Vanessa muttered, placing the sheet of paper on her bulletin board behind the counter.
“We think she is something very special,” the tall one named Brice said.
“Well, we better get out of your hair, Ms. Vanessa. Don’t forget about us okay. We will be expecting that call,” Carter said as they all headed out the front door.
She didn’t know how long she stayed behind the counter, looking at the front door. All she could see was them, still standing there, looking at her. She had never felt so raw, so stripped naked before in her life. Just being in the same room, as they looked at her, she actually swore they saw through all of her bullshit that was her armor.
Those men were dangerous.
Yep, they were too much men for her. Better to forget they ever existed and move on.
Walking toward the door, she peered out. The snow whipped every which way. It was going to be another blustery day, and bitter cold to boot. She loved living in the mountains, but being from south Texas, the cold was hard to get used to.
When she moved to Montana, she never thought she would stay, but thanks to the friends she made here
in Treasure Cove, she planted her feet and hadn’t moved in two years. It was something new for her to be stationed in one place for a significant period of time. At the age of twenty-eight, she couldn’t remember a time when she had been in one place for very long. Growing up in the military, her family moved as leaves blew in the wind. Thirteen school cafeterias in her lifetime. That was a lot to deal with. To make matters worse, like her brothers, she joined the Navy right out of high school. She figured since she saw the whole United States, why not finish and see the world? Too bad what she saw she wanted to forget about. After doing eight years of service for her country, she had had enough. She packed her duffle and left, never looking back.
She remembered camping not far from Treasure Cove with her family when she was younger, and really loved the area. Everything was so peaceful and quiet as she made her way to Montana, and the rest was history. That was until her mother arrived two months ago. Vanessa knew it wouldn’t be long before her brothers arrived. Then, three of the nosiest buffoons that didn’t take a liking to anyone, ever, would invade her tranquil life. How those three idiots were related to her, she would never know. Nevertheless, until they arrived, and they would, eventually, she was going to enjoy her peace and quiet.
Looking around, a movement out of the corner of her eye caught her attention.
She didn’t need this crap.
“Come on out. I saw you,” she said loudly to the person in her store. Vanessa wasn’t a stupid little woman. She had lived in some of the most unsavory towns in the States, and having three older brothers, she knew how to defend herself. However, she would be damned if someone came into her store and stole anything. She couldn’t abide thieves, ever.
“You’re not leaving here without paying, asshole. You stepped into the wrong store for that. Might as well come on out and pay.”
Slowly, from behind one of her displays walked out a small young boy with curly blonde hair, wearing a cowboy outfit, complete with chaps and boots. He was adorable, but a child, and he had no business being in her store without a parent.
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