“I need you both inside of me at the same time. I need to feel…” Why did the right words always elude her when she wanted them the most?
David eased in behind her, his body flush with her back, his heat warming her. “Connected to the both of us at once?”
She shook her head even as she knew that connected was a part, but not all of it. Then she had it. “Complete.” Yes, that was the word, precisely. “I need to feel complete. Whole. Oh,
please
.”
Roiling emotions and turbulent thoughts had a stronger grip on her than she knew when Robert’s expression turned tender, and he used his thumbs to caress her cheeks. His touch, so gentle, nearly reverent, made her shiver.
“Hush, sweetheart.” He flicked a glance at his brother, and then met her gaze again. “We don’t want to hurt you. Your cute little anus has to be sore from this afternoon. I wasn’t as gentle with you as I should have been.”
“I’m only a little tender. And besides, you know that saying—no pain, no gain.”
Robert’s surprised laugh sounded more like a bark. He shook his head and kissed her, a short, almost fiercely passionate mating of his lips to hers.
He pulled back and his expression turned very somber. “Do you have
any
idea what it will do to me if I hurt you?”
Because she sensed that Robert had just given her a glimpse into the deepest recesses of his soul, she focused on his question.
Did
she know what hurting her would do to him? Jillian hadn’t realized how busy her mind had been, with thoughts and ideas simmering away on the back burner. Yes, she thought that she did. It pleased her in a very intrinsic way to know that while she hadn’t known him long, she was beginning to understand him.
Jillian reached up with her right hand and caressed his face. Beard stubble met her touch and she liked it. “I promise you that if it feels like too much, I’ll ask you to stop. I
promise
you. I won’t take what I need at your expense.”
She met his gaze unflinching as he continued to search for something in the depths of her gaze. Finally, he said, “We haven’t given you a safe word yet, because we really haven’t gotten that far into exploring the D/s dynamic.”
“Safe word?” Jillian was pretty certain she understood what that was. But she waited, knowing one of them would explain it to her.
“A word that you wouldn’t normally use, that, once you say it, ends the scene we’re in immediately. You use your safe word whenever you want what’s happening to stop.”
“Oh.” Yep, she’d known what it was. Robert must have mistaken the look on her face.
“Safe, sane, and consensual. Remember?”
“Yes, of course I remember. And I trust you to stop. But…I also trust you to give me what I need. Robert, I don’t know why, or even how I know this, but I do. I
really
need this.”
She felt a little bad, putting Robert on the spot this way. But he and David had both said that they would give her what she needed. She’d never trusted this much—or maybe it was a crazy combination of hope mixed with trust. Whichever, she trusted these men to do what they said they would do—give her what she needed.
“Give me a safe word, then, Jillian. Something that you’ll think of that wouldn’t normally be something to pass your lips during a scene.”
The first word that popped into her head was her son’s name.
Oh, that is
so
not going to be it
. But she couldn’t dislodge the concept so she said, “Marines.”
Robert’s response was to raise one eyebrow. She had to work at maintaining eye contact, and neither squirming nor laughing. She thought she might be a bit embarrassed if he was to follow her logic and discover why she’d chosen the word.
Robert nodded. “Marines it is.” Then he drew her closer to him until she could feel him pressed against her entire body—as she was pressed against his. When he combed his fingers through her hair and gently pulled, tilting her head up, she licked her lips and opened her mouth, ready to give him whatever he wanted. Just the idea of submitting to these men caused shivers to run up and down her spine. They had only just begun this relationship, and she wanted so much more.
Jillian wanted everything
“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough of you.” Robert’s whispered words brushed her face a second before he laid his lips on hers. His hot, wet flavor arrowed straight to her cunt. It didn’t matter that she’d had this man already today. She wanted him again with a fervor that shocked her.
She didn’t think she’d ever be able to get enough of him, either.
She twined her tongue with his, the silky and sensuous dance feeling like need, greed, and hunger all rolled up in one. She loved the way he kissed, loved his flavor, and totally loved the way he oh so easily bent her to his will. His tongue mastered her, in the same way his cock mastered her, and that mastery fulfilled dreams she’d never fully acknowledged.
David placed his hands on her shoulders and squeezed gently.
Robert released her to him and David turned her into his embrace.
Oh, yes
. He’d stripped, and his hot, buff body drew her like a magnet. She wrapped her arms around him, rubbed her breasts against his chest, and gave him her mouth. There, yes, there it was! The taste of him on her tongue, mingling with the taste of his brother, had recently become her favorite double-dip flavor. He stroked her back with his hands, soothing her from neck to ass, and she felt herself melting just a little more. He sucked her tongue into his mouth, groaning deep in his chest when she surrendered, and she felt her arousal climb just a little more.
When she instinctively undulated her hips to try and rub her pussy against his cock, he smiled in the middle of their kiss and returned the favor, grinding just a little against her.
He was hot, hard, and tempting in the extreme. Jillian shivered with delight from the sensation of his cock nestled against her.
Robert stepped into her, flush with her back. The awareness of his flesh touching hers, of his rigid cock lying at the small of her back and his balls brushing lightly against her ass crack made her reach for him even as her tongue continued to play with David’s.
Robert kissed the palm of her hand and then helped her put both hands around his neck.
He ran his hands down her sides in a lazy and languid caress. His long fingers stroking over the plump sides of her breasts made her nipples draw up even tighter.
David brought one hand up to touch her face, and then eased his lips from hers. “Let me get ready for you, baby.”
Robert drew her closer to him and cupped her breasts as she watched David reach for the condoms. He pinched her nipples lightly between his thumbs and forefingers, and Jillian groaned. She could feel more moisture gathering in her pussy and marveled that it wasn’t running down her leg.
David held out one small foil packet to her. She unlaced her fingers from around Robert’s neck, took his offering, then watched as he tore the second open and sheathed himself.
She got such a thrill watching him do that and because she felt the urge, she reached out and caressed his cock, as if she wanted to help him ensure the latex was in place properly. She loved the feel of his condom-covered cock. The barrier might reduce slightly the amount of sensation for him, but her hand slid so easily over it. Jillian shivered with lust.
David grinned at her. “Minx.” He removed her hand from him and crawled onto the bed, stretching out on his back when he reached the middle of it. “Put that rubber on my brother and then get your sweet little body over here and impale your hot little cunt on my cock.”
Had she ever believed the man didn’t possess the same “Dom” genes as Robert? She returned his cheeky-looking grin and said, “Yes, Sir. Right away, Sir.”
“Baby, you’re just begging for a spanking, aren’t you?”
She’d turned around so that she faced Robert. She’d stretched up to kiss him, but at David’s question, she looked over her shoulder at him.
“It got me so hot. I never knew I would love being spanked. It made my pussy
weep
for your cocks.”
“Jesus, woman. Hurry up. My cock is starting to weep for your pussy, if you know what I mean.”
Jillian flicked her gaze downward and could just make out the tiny jewel-like drop of moisture captured by the latex. She grinned back at David and then returned her attention to Robert. She reached up with her left hand and stroked his face. Unlike David, Robert’s gaze held no humor. She could feel the tension strumming through him. He really was conflicted between wanting to give her what she said she needed, and hurting her. “My trust in you is absolute. I need this more than I’ve ever needed anything, but I
will
use my safe word if it’s more than I can take.”
Her fingers shook as she tore open the package and extracted the condom. She flipped it over so it was the right way, and rolled it onto Robert’s cock, smoothing it down until he was covered, tip to base.
Robert reached down and took hold of her hand, and she knew he wanted her to wrap her fingers around his shaft. When she did, he covered her fingers with his own.
Jillian looked up into his deep and in some ways too-old eyes. In that moment she did her best to let him see every bit of love she held in her heart for him.
He stroked her face. “Are you wet, my little sub, or do you need a bit of lube on your pussy before you mount your other master?”
“I’m wet. I’m always wet when I’m with my masters.”
Robert bent close, and gave her a light, nearly chaste kiss. Then he turned her around and practically lifted her onto the bed.
In that moment, Jillian felt as if he was giving her to his brother. David’s hands took command of her, reaching for her and lifting her until she was suspended above him. How strong he was, to hold her aloft that way. Jillian opened her legs, ready to straddle him. As he began to lower her, she reached down, caressed his cock and positioned it where she needed it, right at the opening of her slit.
And then she sighed with complete pleasure as she slowly slid down onto him, her cunt taking his cock into her body inch by glorious inch until he was buried to the hilt inside her.
“Mmm, David, your cock feels so good inside me. That full feeling…it’s
so
good.” She leaned over him and used her hands on his chest for leverage as she began to ride him, moving up and down on his cock in a slow, sensuous rhythm.
“You’re going to be a lot fuller in a few moments, sweetie.”
Jillian looked over her shoulder. “Good. I can hardly wait.”
David pinched her left nipple, making her gasp and pivot her attention to him.
“Eyes on me, baby. I want your full attention.”
“Yes, Sir.” Jillian knew what he was doing. While a tiny part of her bristled at the implied lack of faith, she understood his motivation, and knew that motivation came from his heart.
He wanted her gaze on his so he would know by the expression on her face if taking Robert’s cock became too much for her.
He, too, knew what hurting her would do to his brother. Gratitude for him, for his deep concern, not only for her comfort but for Robert’s sensibilities swelled her heart and heated her blood. She flexed her pelvic floor muscles, giving his cock a long, rippling caress.
“Mmm, baby, that felt good. Do it again.”
She did, and groaned when he returned the favor, flexing his cock inside her vaginal tunnel. His presence there, the girth and the length and the pulse of him thrilled her to her core.
Jillian felt Robert get onto the bed, and the heat from his body seeped into hers, like a comforting blanket surrounding her. She gasped when he stroked between her ass cheeks, spreading a cool and silky lubricant back and forth over her anal opening.
When he pressed against the rosebud of her anus with his finger, the muscles barely protested before they opened and let him in.
“Oh, yes. That feels so good.” Jillian shivered, the sensation somehow dark yet delicious as Robert moved his finger in a circle, widening that opening, working to stretch her.
He bent over her and kissed her shoulder, then licked the shell of her ear as he pulled his finger out of her ass. When she felt him come back just a couple of seconds later, it was with more lube, and another digit to join the first.
She stopped moving on David’s cock when he grasped her hips and held her still on him. Because she kept her gaze locked on David’s face, she saw when he flicked a glance over her shoulder. He brought his attention back to her.
“Lean this way just a little, baby, and give Robert better access to that pretty little ass of yours. Breathe deeply, and try to relax your hips and legs.”
Relaxation might be a problem because she was so damned excited, and wanted this so badly. But she did her best, inhaling deeply, and willed her muscles not to clench.
Robert eased his fingers out of her ass, and moved forward on the bed. He used his hands to grasp the globes of her ass, spreading her cheeks. Then he pressed his cock against her tiny rosebud, and she inhaled sharply.
“Your cock is so hot and it feels so good touching all those little nerve endings when you…oh, God,
yes
!”