Broken Surrender (11 page)

“Don’t get me wrong, it was the hardest
thing I’ve ever had to do,” Jeremy told him. “But I figured if we
were going to keep playing, the woods wasn’t the most romantic
set-up for it, and besides, I couldn’t leave my big brother out
could I?”

“Damn straight,” Silas said. His voice
sounded husky to his ears, but that was most likely because his
cock was short-circuiting his brain. “Should I ask how you ended up
getting a blow job in the woods?”

“Oh, that was his reward for making me come
like a pack of C-4,” Sarah answered. Her face was still bright red
like she was embarrassed, but her jaw was set in that determined
line she got when she was going to power through something
uncomfortable. Her words were making the blood in his veins boil,
and he reached to adjust his own erection behind his jeans.

“Fucking hell. I wish I’d been there to see
that.” He murmured.

Jeremy grinned at him. “No worries, I plan
on making her come a few more times tonight, so you’ll get your
chance to see it again.”

“Wait,” Sarah said firmly, pulling her feet
free of Jeremy’s stroking hands. “Before we get to that, we need to
clear the air. I can’t think clearly when one of you is touching
me.”

The two brothers exchanged a satisfied
look.

“First, what exactly do you two expect from
me? Is this just for tonight, or are we seriously going to start a
relationship?” she asked.

“You are definitely not just a one-time
thing, baby,” Jeremy said firmly.

“What he said,” Silas agreed. “I don’t know
how you feel, but if we’re making love I expect exclusivity.”

She nodded looking relieved. “Okay. Agreed.
Second, what about protection? I’m not on anything because of all
the meds from surgeries and stuff. I never restarted after
everything happened because it didn’t seem like I’d have a
need.”

Silas looked at Jeremy who looked slightly
green as he jumped to his feet. “Hang on.”

There was a tense moment before Jeremy came
bounding back down the stairs holding a handful of plastic
packages.

“I could only find three of them. Neither of
us has been with anyone for a while so I guess we’ll need to
restock tomorrow,” he said forlornly.

“Three is probably plenty,” Sarah said with
a nervous laugh.

Silas frowned at the packages in Jeremy’s
hand. “I could make a quick store run, but I’d have to hurry. The
Mercantile closes in fifteen minutes.”

“You could take my truck. The keys are by
the door,” Jeremy said, nodding.

“No! Wait, guys I’m not exactly whole and
healthy,” Sarah cautioned. She stood and put her hand on his
shoulder to stop him as he headed for the door. Silas turned back
to see her looking even more uncomfortable than when she’d talked
about sucking his brother’s dick. “I’m not sure I physically can go
more than once. That was number three on my list. I haven’t had sex
since before I was deployed. I don’t know how my back will handle
it.”

Silas’s gut twisted and he felt like a
shithead. “Damn, I’m sorry. I got caught up in the moment there.
You’re absolutely right, sugar. We’ll take it slow and see how
things go. If we’re able to make love to you tonight, at least we
have some protection.”

“Silas is right. Sorry, baby,” Jeremy said,
moving in on her other side to sandwich her between them.

She rested her head on his chest, and he
bent to catch a whiff of her sweet raspberry scent. It went
straight to his balls, and he arched his hips away from her to
avoid freaking her out.

“I just don’t want you guys to be
disappointed,” she said softly.

“Never,” Jeremy responded instantly. “We
could never be disappointed with you baby. Even if we spend the
whole night on the sofa watching television, eating popcorn, and
drinking beer.”

Sarah gave him a wry grin and wiggled her
hips, brushing her ass against Jeremy’s groin. “Liar. You’d totally
be disappointed.”

Groaning, Jeremy clenched his eyes shut as
she laughed.

“He’s telling the truth. We’d accept blue
balls if it meant you were comfortable, Sarah.” Silas said, jumping
to his brother’s rescue.

She smiled up at him, her green eyes
flashing with pleasure, “Okay, then I’ll tell the truth. I’d be
disappointed if you two didn’t make love to me tonight.”

The words were like kerosene on a lit
bonfire. Explosions happened throughout Silas’s body as he captured
her lips with a groan. He could sense Jeremy kissing her neck and
grinding against her from the back, but he pushed it from his mind
to focus on showing her how he felt. This night was going to be a
first for all of them, and he was going to make sure it was the
best night of Sarah’s life.

~ ~ ~ ~

Sarah’s head was spinning. Surrounded by
man-candy, she was dizzy with desire and quickly losing the ability
to think straight. Jeremy was rubbing his hard cock against her
ass, and her aching breasts were smashed against Silas’s muscular
chest. She couldn’t think of a better place to be.

Wrapping her hand around the back of Silas’s
neck, she held on for dear life as her body zigged and zagged with
every possible emotion and sensation. Her panties were soaked, and
her knees were weak. Could she really be doing this?

Jeremy’s teeth nibbled along her neck, and
she shivered. Pressing back against him, she tried to relay her
needs via body movements. His hands came up to grip her hips and
hold her still so that he could align his thick cock more perfectly
with the split of her ass, and she gasped against Silas’s
mouth.

Silas chuckled and looked at his brother
over her shoulder. “Whatever you just did Jer, she liked it.”

“Oh yeah?” Jeremy murmured, repeating the
motion. “You like having my dick against your ass, baby?”

“Mmm…” It wasn’t exactly poetic, but she
couldn’t seem to make her mouth work right. Letting her head drop
back on his shoulder, her eyes drifted closed. She moaned when
Silas cupped her tits and pressed his face into them through her
shirt.

“She has perfect tits,” Silas remarked to no
one in particular.

Jeremy murmured his agreement and said, “And
a perfect ass. There’s nothing about you that’s not sexy.”

“You haven’t seen my scars yet,” Sarah said,
half joking. Their instant response made her regret her words as
they both stiffened and froze.

“I don’t have to see them to know they don’t
detract from your beauty,” Jeremy said, his voice taking on a
hardness she hadn’t heard before. “I’m only going to say this once,
Sarah. I don’t like hearing you talk bad about yourself. Silas and
I think you’re hotter than any playmate, and I’ll be damned if
you’ll put yourself down in my presence.”

“Amen, brother,” Silas growled. A shiver of
desire raced through her. She wanted to argue, but instead, she
nodded quietly in response to their matching opinions and the
sudden shift in demeanor.

They both stepped away from her, and she
frowned in confusion. “What are you doing? I agreed.”

Silas gave a big sigh and then shook his
head. “It’s not that, sugar. Come over here and sit down for a
minute.”

Butterflies fluttered in her stomach, and
she just knew they were going to tell her they’d changed their
minds.

“Have you ever heard of Dominance and
submission, Sarah?” Jeremy asked, sitting next to her on the sofa
while Silas took the coffee table in front of her.

She rolled her eyes. “Of course I have. It’s
a BDSM term.”

“Do you understand what it means?” Silas
asked.

The butterflies grew stronger and her eyes
darted between the two brothers. “Usually it means one partner is
dominant while the other is submissive. What exactly are you trying
to tell me?”

“Jeremy and I are members of a local BDSM
club called The Cage. We don’t live the lifestyle 24/7 like some
people do, but we’re both interested in it,” Silas explained.

“Okay, so what does that mean?”

They exchanged a look and Silas replied, “We
just want to be honest about our…interests. Both of us like to be
the boss in the bedroom, but we haven’t attempted to share a woman
yet, so we don’t know how it will work out.”

“Well, I haven’t been shared before; for all
I know, I’ll absolutely hate having two stiff cocks to myself.” She
giggled, and shook her head at their serious looks.

Jeremy took her hand, “So you’re not freaked
out?”

“No, but I’ll admit my knowledge of all of
this is limited. I’ll need a bit of instruction”—she batted her
eyes at him—“and patience, perhaps?”

Silas laughed. “I can see you’re going to be
a brat.”

“Hey!”

“A brat isn’t necessarily a bad thing in the
world of BDSM, baby. It can actually be a compliment,” Jeremy said,
and then kissed her. “All we’re asking is that you keep an open
mind. If you enjoy some of the play, we can talk about visiting the
club so that you can learn more.”

Sarah nodded and then looked to Silas. “You
know, I thought you were crazy when you talked about a ménage, but
now, I’m beginning to wonder if I’m the crazy one. If any of my
friends told me this story and asked my advice, I’d tell them to
run.”

He held her gaze, but his eyes looked sad.
“I would understand if you did.”

Jeremy patted her knuckles as he waited for
her to make the next move. They both looked as nervous as she felt,
and it made her feel better. At least she wasn’t the only one out
of her depth here.

Rising to her feet, she walked away, coming
to a stop at the foot of the stairs. They ended just in front of
the main door, and she looked at the truck through the window,
considering her options. If she ran now, she’d regret it. She had
no idea what the future held, or if she’d be emotionally able to
handle the heartbreak if all of this fell apart, but she wasn’t
willing to turn tail and run, either.

Glancing over her shoulder, she winked. “You
two coming or am I doing this alone?” With a giggle, she took off
up the stairs as fast as she could as the two men launched
themselves after her. Their feet thundered up the stairs they knew
so well, while she had no idea where she was going. Her hesitation
cost her when Jeremy scooped her up just a few feet from the top of
the stairs.

“Gotcha!” he declared, laughing as he
collected a toe-curling kiss as his ransom.

She didn’t even notice he’d carried her down
the hallway until he was laying her down on a soft mattress. A
quick look around told her they were in Silas’s room. There was a
flag on one wall above a military-issued pack and a pair of combat
boots. It felt familiar, and eased the rest of the butterflies
she’d been feeling.

Jeremy followed her down onto the bed, his
mouth moving down her jaw to her throat and then her collarbone.
When his mouth met the resistance of her shirt, he quickly pushed
it up and over her head, exposing her bra-covered breasts.

This time, she’d worn something pretty just
in case, and the emerald green satin looked particularly pretty
under the bedroom lights.

“Damn, you look so good,” Jeremy said,
pushing the straps of her bra off her shoulders, and reaching under
her to release the clasp. His mouth quickly enveloped her hard
nipple, and she squealed when he nipped her. “And you taste even
better.”

“Hey, save some for me.” Silas appeared over
his brother’s shoulder, and she struggled to breathe as she took in
his beautifully bare chest.

“Wow,” she heard herself whisper.

Silas preened in front of her, flexing his
pecs and biceps. “I might not run every day anymore, but I haven’t
given up on myself entirely.”

“Of course she thinks that good, bro. She
doesn’t have anything to compare it to yet.” Jeremy pushed himself
off the bed, and ripped his shirt off over his head. “What do you
think of this, baby? Better?”

Sarah wanted to tell him no just to kick his
cockiness in the ass, but damned if he didn’t look like a Greek
god. The two brothers standing side by side shirtless was enough to
make her pant with need.

“I think if you two don’t get over here, I’m
going to burn up before we get to the good part,” she grumbled,
pushing her bottom lip out in a pout.

A look of triumph flashed on Jeremy’s face,
but Silas got a purely evil glint in his eyes. “Impatient brat.
Trying to lead already. I can see we’ve got some work to do.”

He reached out and turned her over, quick
enough to make her gasp, but not so fast that she hurt herself. Her
tender nipples rubbed against the cotton bedspread and she
protested. “Hey! I thought you liked looking at my breasts.”

Silas chuckled. “Oh, we do, sweetheart.
Don’t ever doubt that. But we also happen to like your sweet little
ass.”

His hands slid under her, and he unsnapped
her jeans, tugging them down over her curvy hips before she had a
chance to respond. Their matching groans were music to her ears,
and she sent up a quick thank you for her own forethought. The
matching green thong was clearly a good idea.

Two large hands gripped her ass cheeks and
massaged the muscles deeply, spreading and squeezing. “I’ve never
seen anything more luscious,” Jeremy said huskily. “Have you ever
had anal, baby?”

Sarah tossed her hair and looked back over
her shoulder with a frown. “Um, yes, but there’s no way I’m going
there with that behemoth.” She stared at his tented sweatpants
pointedly and both men laughed.

“I don’t think he was planning on it
tonight, Sarah, but we do need to know these things so that we can
prepare you for the future,” Silas said, running his fingertips
down her spine.

She fought back another shiver and asked,
“Prepare me? For what?”

“A woman’s body isn’t built like a man’s,”
Silas said, ignoring her rolling eyes. “Men get turned on by the
sight of naked skin”—he scratched his nails over the sensitive
crease between her ass and thigh—“or the sweet fragrance of woman.”
This time, his fingers trailed between her spread legs, finding the
damp spot on her panties. Much to her dismay, he pulled away before
she could encourage him. “But women need slow touches, sweet words,
and soft kisses.”