Summer Loving (3 page)

They’d barely caught the breath when he eased from her cunt and shifted to lie beside her. Opening her eyes, she looked at Dawson, who was propped on one elbow as he silently watched them. He met her gaze with an excited, hungry expression that sent shivers through her.

Once again she was shocked to find that her arousal eased only minimally while her energy level soared. Her body wanted, no, demanded even more. Sitting up, she put a hand in the center of Dawson’s chest and pushed him back. Then she swung around to straddle his legs. Leaning forward, she licked his cock from base to tip. Her gaze traveled up his body, past the ridges and planes to meet his glowing blue eyes.

“I want to ride you, cowboy.”

Watching his brother claim their mate was the hottest thing Dawson had ever witnessed. At one point he squeezed the base of his cock to keep from coming as he reminded himself that he was next and then she truly would be theirs.

When his brother collapsed on the other side of their mate after coming, Dawson’s cock began to throb in synch with the heartbeat in his ears. He grinned when Summer pushed him flat and then moved to straddle his legs. He always had liked a woman who knew what she wanted, and his mate still looked hungry for more.

He sucked a breath as she ran the flat of her tongue up his length of his cock. He thought the top of his head would blow off if she repeated the action. Thankfully, she sat back and demanded to ride him instead. He had to lock his jaw to keep from howling, “Yes,” in response.

Instead, he blinked and nodded. “Go for it, baby,” he said, his voice tight with his need.

When she wrapped her fingers around his cock, he grabbed her wrist to keep her from stroking him. “I’m too close,” he gasped when she sent him a startled look.

She nodded with a sassy smile that knotted his guts even tighter. “I know the feeling,” she murmured as she moved and fitted the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy.

He could not help growling as she slowly sank over him, her passage hot, wet, and rippling with muscle movements.

“That’s so damn sexy,” she said as she settled fully over him.

It took every bit of control left in him to fight down the urge to roll them over and fuck her hard and fast.

Panting like he’d run up a mountain, Dawson bent his legs and planted his feet on the mattress. “Baby, my fuse is short and burning fast. I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to control myself.”

A look of sympathy flashed across her face before she nodded. Resting her hands on his chest, she began to ride him. Dawson closed his eyes as she moved up and down his shaft, each stroke a little hard and faster than the previous one.

Peripherally, he was aware of Cole leaving the bed and moving around the room, but he was so caught up in their woman that he didn’t care what his brother was doing.

Holding out as long as he could, Dawson finally had to give in to the need to take over. He had to move. Shifting his feet to get better leverage, he began to thrust up to meet her descent. She leaned forward resting her hands, then her forearms on his chest as if she was having trouble holding herself upright. But it didn’t matter. She was theirs forever.

Sitting up, he wrapped his arms around her back and pulled her down as his balls pulled up, and his release barreled through him.

“Mine,” he called out as he bit the opposite side of her neck from Cole.

The sweet, tangy taste of her blood washed over his tongue at the same moment she cried out her release. Her pussy clamped down on his cock, pulling his life fluids from him, and they came together.

After licking his bite closed, every muscle in his body went lax, and it was all he could do to hold Summer close.

“Feel good, baby?”

“Mmmm,” was the only answer from the boneless woman in his arms. “Soooo good,” she murmured a moment later once he’d eased from her.

After Dawson rolled them so she lay on the bed, he had to smile. She was already asleep but still able to mumble a wordless protest as he eased from her cunt and pulled from her arms. Cole cleaned her up with a washcloth while Dawson went to the bathroom and did the same. Then the brothers pulled the covers back onto the bed before crawling in to snuggle on either side of their woman.

A sense of completeness welled up in Dawson as he took Summer’s hand in his. Taking a deep breath, he relaxed fully, joining their mate in slumber.

* * * *

When Summer woke, she did not open her eyes at first. She was afraid that her meeting with Cole and Dawson had been a dream and when she opened her eyes she would find herself back in her cramped Russian hotel room, alone and horny. Then she felt warm hands caressing her body. Four hands brushing over her skin, leaving trails of heat everywhere they went.

Opening her eyes, she lifted her head from the pillow and looked down at her body.

“Oh, thank God, you’re real,” she whispered as the one on her right licked his way up the mound of her breast then swirled his hot, wet tongue around her erect nipple.

The other one lifted his head and looked at her. Green eyes. Cole. Which meant Dawson was the one now suckling at her tit as if it his life depended on it.

“Now, why would you think otherwise?” he asked as he took her other nipple between his finger and thumb and began to gently roll it.

“Oh,” Summer moaned and arched into their touch. “That feels so damn good.”

“Like that do you, little one?” Cole asked as he flicked her nipple back and forth several times before replacing fingers with lips, teeth, and tongue.

“Oh, hell yeah,” she answered, lifting both hands and speared their hair with her fingers.

Though she’d never told anyone, and never tested the theory, she’d always been of the opinion that her breasts were sensitive enough that she could get off just from playing with them. Without thinking about what she was doing, her knees bent and she began to lift her hips, fucking the air as the brothers suckled.

She sucked a breath and held it when a finger brushed over the entrance to her pussy. She didn’t know which brother that finger belonged to and she didn’t care. It all felt too good. After dipping in and swirling around her cunt, the digit gently brushed its way between her lower lips to her clit. As that finger began to circle the little knot of nerve-filled flesh, another finger took its place. This one went even deeper. It fucked in and out several times as it twisted back and forth. Then it disappeared.

“No,” she whined then made a sound of protest when the missing finger pressed against her back hole. “I’ve never…”

“Shhh, baby, it’s all right. I’m going to start stretching your ass so soon Cole can fuck your beautiful pussy while I take your ass.”

Dawson lifted his head from her breast just long enough to explain. Then he went right back to nibbling at the generous mound of flesh as his finger smoothed around and around and around her puckered star.

As Summer tried to formulate an argument, Cole took her clit between his fingers and pinched it, scattering her thoughts to the four winds. She could only feel as the brothers worked together with fingers and hands and lips and tongues.

That distracted her long enough for Dawson to slide the full length of his finger into her virgin hole. As he began to fuck her, Cole worked two fingers into her cunt. It took only a few minutes of their undivided attention before she bucked and came. Her mind went blank as she gave herself over to their ministrations.

When she was able to think again, she found herself wanting even more. She wasn’t sure what it was about these two men, but they turned her on like no other man ever had before. Opening her eyes, she found herself with her head on Dawson’s shoulder and Cole’s hard cock pressing between the cheeks of her ass.

“Happy birthday, little one,” Cole said, brushing a kiss over the bite mark he’d give her the night before. That touch sent a quiver of need through her.

She looked up at Dawson and smiled. “Is it my birthday?”

He smiled at her and nodded. “Yes, what would you like to do with it?”

Summer didn’t have to think before saying, “I want to suck your cock while Cole fucks me. Then I want to go shopping.”

As she spoke, she ran her hand down Dawson’s body to his thick, hard cock. She traced her way down the underside with two fingers before cupping her hand gently around his balls. “Then later I want to suck Cole’s cock while you fuck me.”

Both brothers groaned in response. She felt Cole’s cock twitch before he licked her shoulder again. “Sounds like a plan to me,” he murmured, his voice low and dark.

“Me, too,” Dawson agreed.

After he sat up and moved to lean against the headboard, Samantha rolled over and crawled between his widespread legs. He was longer than any cock she’d ever taken before. Wrapping one hand around the base, she swirled her tongue around the crown before taking just the head between her lips.

As she slowly took more and more of Dawson’s cock into her mouth, she felt Cole as he moved in close behind her. She pulled off the cock in front of her and moaned as he thrust full length into her on the first push. She sucked a breath as his short hairs brushed against her ass cheeks.

Though she tried to focus her full attention on sucking, licking, and loving the cock in front of her, her attention was divided because of the cock that now pistoned in and out of her cunt, which was good and bad. It kept her from losing control and coming again too soon, but it also prevented her from giving Dawson the best blow job she could.

In any case, it only took a few minutes before he threaded his fingers through her hair to hold her head steady before he began to thrust up to meet her lips. Then he growled as he pushed deep and came, filling her mouth with his tangy-tart semen. At the same time she felt Cole reach around her hip and take her clit between his fingers. He rolled it between the digits as he had her nipple earlier, which sent her screaming into orgasm as he slammed three more times and came with a roar of his own.

Summer was again amazed at how she actually came twice in one day. She also knew from the satisfied expressions on her mates’ faces that they weren’t done with her for today. After all, she had demanded a repeat performance after they went shopping, and then the angels only knew where they would go after that.

Once again she found herself between the two men, cuddled together in the middle of the big bed as they recovered.

When she thought she could move without resorting to leaning against the furniture to stay upright, she sat up and looked toward the sitting room.

“I’m hungry.”

“Already? You might be the death of us,” Cole snarked as he reached for her.

“For food,” she returned, pushing his hands away. Before he touched her again, she crawled from the bed and picked up the first piece of clothing in her path before heading to the bathroom.

The phone was ringing in their room when they returned shortly after lunchtime. Cole crossed the room and answered before Summer figured out what the noise was.

After saying, “Hello,” he listened for nearly a minute before saying, “We’ll be there in two hours. Yes. Uh-huh. Summer will be our handler. Yes, she is. Bye.”

Hanging up he turned to his brother. The smiling, fun-loving man who’d teased her into modeling for them in the lingerie store just an hour before disappeared. In his place stood a serious man who looked determined. “There’s a little girl lost, and there’s a bad storm brewing.”

The sexual fire that had simmered while they’d been out immediately sputtered as the two men began packing their things.

“What can I do to help?” she asked, following Cole as he walked through the second bedroom and bathroom then returned to the sitting room.

“Change into sneakers, jeans, and a T-shirt. Don’t pack your jacket. You might need it tonight.”

Summer nodded and stripped off the pretty green tank dress she’d bought and worn without panties to tease her men, but neither seemed to notice as they changed their clothes as well.

“What did you mean I would be your handler?” she asked.

Once she was dressed, she packed as many of her new clothes in her suitcase as would fit before consolidating the rest into one large shopping bag. A third bag contained the gifts she’d bought for the happy couples.

“We’ll explain on the way,” Dawson said as he closed their duffel bag. “You ready?”

“I think so,” she said, staring at the bed with longing, her pussy clenching with hunger.

Cole caught the direction of her stare and hugged her. “After we find this little girl and get our siblings married, we’ll come back and spend a week in this bed. How’s that sound?”

“Sounds expensive,” she said honestly. “I think I’d rather spend a week alone at your log house. Or maybe we can go up into the mountains camping.”

“Whatever you want, little one.” He kissed her temple. “Come on, we’ll pick up something to eat on the road.”

Summer nodded and allowed him to take her hand. She carried one shopping bag while he carried the other one. Dawson followed with their suitcases. Summer sighed as they left the hotel room where she’d fallen in love with her two men. Two very special men who would share her for the rest of their lives.