Summer Loving (6 page)

“Summer Margaret Ryan, you’ve got ten minutes to get yourself and your mates dressed and downstairs for breakfast,” an unfamiliar voice bellowed through the locked door, harshly yanking Dawson from his dream of waking up to a beautiful woman in his arms.

“Go away, Winter,” a woman’s voice called from right next to him. “We’ll be down when we get there.”

“I’ll pass that along to Bridget,” came his amused response.

Dawson opened his eyes as someone soft and cuddly snuggled into his side as if hiding from the world. Her hand brushed all over his chest and the inside of her thigh brushed up his legs to almost, but not quite, touch his cock. The feel of her skin against his sent the blood from his body surging into his cock until it was standing at attention and waiting for action.

“Good morning, baby,” he murmured, brushing a kiss over whatever part of her he could reach before relaxing back into the pillow again, trying to keep from rolling over and sliding deep in her pussy for some early morning loving.

“Morning, Dawson,” she replied softly before rolling away again, causing him to growl from the unintentional snub. “Morning, Cole.”

“Good morning, little one. Feeling better this morning?”

“Yes and no,” she said. “I feel better, but I’m feeling guilty. I also need some TLC from my mates.”

“Mmmm, we could help you out, but we only have a few minutes,” Cole said. “How about a quickie now and after breakfast, we’ll go to our house and spend the rest of the day having hot doggie sex.”

Summer moaned and shivered in anticipation. “Oooh, I’d like that.”

Dawson reached into the nightstand where he’d put the lube and the brand new butt plug he’d bought while she and Cole had been looking at sexy lingerie. By the time he turned back, Cole had Summer on her back, with her legs pushed to her chest and was slowly sliding his cock in and out. In this position, their mate couldn’t fight what he was about to do to her.

After slicking up the plug and the fingers of one hand, Dawson moved to kneel between his brother’s legs. His cock was so hard that he began to stroke himself slowly as he gently but persistently pushed one finger through Summer’s puckered back hole.

“What the hell did you do?” Cole growled.

“Why?”

“She just clamped down on my cock like a fist.”

“He’s got his finger in my ass again,” Summer said in a voice that sounded both strained and approving.

“I’m going to stretch you a bit and then slide a plug in to help open up this pretty little hole. After lunch, if you’re a very good girl, I’m going to fuck this beautiful sexy ass.”

Dawson slid his finger in and out, twisting it as he went. The feel of her muscles clenched around the digit sending pulses of heated excitement straight to his balls.

Cole groaned in response. “I think she likes that idea, brother. She’s clamping down on my cock again like she’s about ready to come.”

“Dawson,” Summer panted.

“Yes, baby?”

“Get the plug in my ass and get your cock up here.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Dawson said.

He twisted his finger as he slid in and out once more. Then he eased out before sliding the plug in, gently but firmly past the clenching rings of muscle.

“Oh, shit, yes,” Summer moaned as he continued pushing until the flat base pressed against the skin around her asshole.

Dawson wiped his fingers on the towel he’d left on the nightstand for that purpose and then crawled up the bed until he knelt beside his woman’s head. “How do you want it, baby?”

Summer looked at him with a wildness in her eyes he’d never seen before. That expression sent ripples of need pulsing through him until he wasn’t sure he would be able to hold back his orgasm long enough to do her any justice.

Cole shifted back to kneel on the bed and pulled her legs around his middle, allowing her to turn her upper body and take Dawson’s cock into her mouth. He hissed as the feel of the hot, wet silk of her mouth engulfed his cock. “I’m too close,” he said glancing at his brother.

Cole nodded. “Me, too. Summer, come with us, little one.”

Dawson began to thrust into Summer’s sucking mouth as Cole fucked harder into her cunt. When each man took hold of a nipple and twisted it, Summer screamed and bucked between them as she came.

A heartbeat later Dawson’s orgasm slammed through him. He could feel his scalding hot seed leave his balls, barrel through the length of his cock, and explode out the tip to Summers waiting tongue. As he filled her mouth, he heard Cole growl with his own orgasm.

Forcing his eyes open, Dawson looked first at his brother and then down to their woman and knew this was one of the moments frozen in time that he would be able to recall for many years to come that would cause him to immediately get hard.

They had just fallen to the mattress to cuddle with their mate for some postcoital loving when the doorknob rattled.

“What the hell?” Cole jumped out of bed and grabbed his boxers off the floor as the doorknob twisted and opened.

He opened it far enough to see who was on the other side, but blocked their view into the room. “Good morning, Mom. Can I help you?”

“Winter warned you that I’d be up if you weren’t at the table in ten minutes, didn’t he?” Dawson heard his mother say. She sounded way too happy.

“Yes, I think he did,” Cole said. “We’ll be down later.”

“No, sir. You will get dressed and get down to the table right now. You’ve got two minutes before I come in there and drag you downstairs in whatever you are, or are not, wearing.”

Dawson watched Cole take a deep breath and release it in a rush. Bridget was the boss, and they both knew she would do exactly what she said. He rolled out and began pulling on his clothes while at the same time tossing Summer her clothes that were intermixed with theirs.

“Just put those on for now. After breakfast we’ll come back and maybe you’ll finally get that shower you wanted last night,” he said when she looked at him like he was crazy.

By that time Cole had closed the door and was dressing himself. “If you want to use the bathroom, little one, I suggest you hurry. Mom never makes idle threats. If she says she’ll drag us downstairs naked, she means it.”

* * * *

Though Dawson’s plan was a good one, Bridget had other ideas. After a delicious breakfast where Summer finally met her mates’ fathers and Winter’s mates, she finally got her shower, but without anyone to wash her back. Bridget put the men to work preparing for the wedding, which meant cleaning everything in sight, both inside the Wash House as well as all over Sanctuary.

By lunchtime, Summer was ready to kidnap either of her mates and hold them hostage until they eased the gnawing sexual hunger from wearing the plug all morning. Once she’d eased into her seat at the table for lunch, she reached over and brushed her hands over her mates’ laps, earning herself soft growls in response. Then her men took her hands and returned them to her own lap.

Dawson leaned in and whispered, “Later, baby. We’re up to our eyes with Mom’s lists, and she won’t let us out of her sight until everything’s been done.”

“But I need you right now,” she turned and whispered in his ear before nipping his earlobe. “I’m not sure how much longer I can wear this plug without attacking someone.”

“I know, baby. I’m hurting, too, just thinking about you wearing it all morning. We’ll trade it out after lunch and then tonight you’ll be all ready for both of us. Now sit back or our parents will see parts of you that you might not want them to see.”

Summer sat back with a huff. When her brother grinned at her from across the table, she blushed as her frown grew even deeper. She wasn’t sure how she was going to hold it together for ten minutes, much less six hours.

Once the meal was finished, Bridget looked at Cole and Dawson. “After you clean up the dishes and figure out what you’re cooking for dinner, you need to move your stuff out of your room upstairs and help Summer get settled in her new home.”

“Yes, ma’am,” the brothers said as one.

In what looked like well-coordinated movements, Cole and Dawson had the table cleared and dishes washed and put away in record time. After looking into the freezer, they pulled out several huge packages of ribs which they set in a tub of water in the industrial-sized sink to thaw. After they’d decided on the rest of the menu, they each took one of Summer’s hands and led her across the main room toward the stairs. Cole picked up several large baskets piled together while Dawson retrieved a box of large plastic garbage bags.

Once in their room, they didn’t strip down and get busy as she’d hoped. Instead, they started packing their clothes and books and belongings into baskets and bags. It didn’t take long for the men to strip their room and pack everything into the baskets and two large garbage bags. It took two trips to transfer all their belongings from their bedroom to the porch of the second long home. Then Cole unlocked the door of the house while Dawson swung her up into his arms.

“Welcome to the Sanctuary Mercantile and General Store,” he said as they crossed the threshold. He didn’t put her down, but walked around to show her that the first floor of this building was taken up with what looked like a store out of an old Western movie.

An open staircase divided the room in half. The walls at the front of the building were comprised of large windows. The side and back walls of the room had shelves that went from floor to ceiling. These held a huge variety of canned goods, both commercial and homemade. Tables around the room were piled with folded clothes, colorful fabrics, and other necessities. Underneath the tables were stacked packages of paper towels, toilet paper, cases of motor oil, and other, larger items that would not fit anywhere else. There was even a glass-front display case with a wide variety of candies and other goodies. This truly was a general store.

“So if this is a store, where will we live?” Summer asked when she finally found her voice.

“Upstairs,” Cole said as he passed them, his arms full of bags.

“You can put me down, you know,” Summer said as Dawson began to follow his brother.

“But I like you where you are. You feel good in my arms,” Dawson said as he leaned down and nuzzled her cheek.

“You’re crazy,” she said, giggling as the fingers wrapped around her side began to tickle her.

“No, I’m in love,” Dawson said easily as they reached the top of the stairs.

“Me, too,” Summer admitted as she lifted her head and kissed him.

“Me, three.” Cole stepped up to her other side.

“So what are we going to do about it?” Summer asked after kissing Cole.

“Are you still wearing the plug?”

Expecting a marriage proposal, Summer blinked at Cole’s question. Then she slowly nodded, which caused both men to make sounds like she was torturing them.

Cole lifted her from Dawson’s arms and turned around. “This is our home,” he said as he walked through an open great room. A small kitchen area occupied the far back corner of the room, separated from the rest of the space by a counter with three barstools sitting in front of it. A couch with two recliners facing it made up the seating area. A large padded ottoman that looked big enough for her to lie on sat between. Then Cole turned and she saw the rest of the room.

A half wall divided the second floor. He walked around it, and she found herself in a luxurious bedroom. The bed was bigger than the one they’d slept in last night. Along one wall were two doors, both open. The first was a walk-in closet and the second a bathroom with a garden tub and glassed-in shower.

“It’s not much,” Dawson said. “We can add on or build another house if you want.”

Summer shook her head. “I love it. It’s beautiful. It’s perfect since I bet we won’t be spending much time up here.”

“I don’t know about that,” Cole said as he carried her across the room and dropped her on the bed.

His darkly sexy laugh sent shivers down Summer’s spine straight to her clit, which throbbed in anticipation. Before she bounced on the mattress the first time, her men joined her and began to pull her clothes off of her. In less than a minute she was naked and had four hands brushing fire over her sensitive skin while two sets of lips kissed, nibbled, and suckled, driving her to the edge of control.

“Please,” she begged when a hand slipped between her thighs and then lowered to press against the plug in her ass.

Shivers raced through her as her hunger spiraled even higher. She reached out with both arms and brushed her hands over whatever body parts she could reach. The only problem was her men were still fully dressed.

Dawson licked her beaded nipple and smiled at her. “Please what, baby?”

Summer heard a growl and was surprised to realize it came from her. “Get naked and fuck me!” she snarled. “I need you both right now!”

“Shhh,” Cole said, gently biting her opposite nipple before both men pulled away.

Opening her eyes, she found both men quickly shedding their clothes. In less than a minute they were naked and crawling back onto the bed.

“I want that sexy asshole,” Dawson said, leaning down and giving her a quick kiss.

“Mmmm, that means I get your pretty, pretty pussy,” Cole said as he moved to lie between her legs.

Summer lifted her arms and legs and wrapped them around his body to keep him from moving away. “Mine,” she growled, lifting her head and sucking hard at Cole’s collarbone.

“Yes, little one, all yours,” Cole said as he canted his hips upward, which brushed the tip of his cock from her entrance up to her clit and then back again.

“Fuck. Me. Now.” Summer squirmed under him, trying to capture his cock in her pussy.

With a growl deep in his chest, Cole took hold of her hips and pushed his cock full length into her cunt.

Wrapping his hands under her ass he said softly, “Hang on, mate, we’re going to get in position for Dawson.”

With that, Cole rolled them until they were at the edge of the bed. He then maneuvered them until when he sat up, her ass was hanging over the edge of the bed. This new position pressed his cock even deeper in her. Shifting her shoulders, Summer sucked a breath as she dragged her nipples across his skin.

Then Dawson moved in behind her and gently fucked the plug in and out of her ass before pulling it completely free. Before she could miss the fullness she’d become used to, something thicker and blunter began to push in.

“Take a deep breath, baby. Try to relax and let me in,” Dawson said softly in a deep, growly voice that made Summer shiver in response.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to do as he asked, but relaxing proved nearly impossible as Cole reached between them and tweaked her nipples. The tiny twin bites of pain shot fire straight to her clit, until it exploded, sending flames lapping along every nerve ending in her body until she could no longer hold back the firestorm.

“I’m too close,” she cried as Cole lifted her up his cock, then down again. That pushed Dawson even deeper until she could feel the hairs around the base of his cock brush against her ass cheeks.

“Do it, baby, come for us,” Dawson whispered in her ear.

Once her muscles eased around his cock, he slowly pulled about halfway out then pushed deep again. He pressed closer against her back and licked at his mating mark as Cole did the same. In three strokes the brothers worked out a rhythm where one was always deep in her.

Summer fought to control herself, determined to hold back even though she was so close to the edge she could feel the heat and explosion just waiting to consume her. She fought to keep her eyes open and look into Cole’s grass-green eyes as her insides knotted and twisted with unfulfilled orgasm.

“So stubborn,” he murmured as he ran a finger down the center of her body until it reached the top of her slit. “Come, little one. Cover me with your sweet cream.”

Something in his voice reached down through Summer’s heart and twisted it. In the next heartbeat, he brushed the pad of one finger across her clit, and her release blazed through her like a shooting star. Summer screamed and bucked between the brothers, the muscles of cunt and ass tightening and milking and pulling them into the vortex of orgasm with her.

She heard roaring growls just before the pleasurable pain of twin bites at the base of her neck threw her over into another orgasm that rolled on and on until she melted against Cole’s chest and couldn’t tell where she began and he left off.

She whined when Dawson pulled from her ass and disappeared, then sighed when he returned and cleaned her up with a warm, wet cloth. When Cole’s spent cock slipped from her, she sighed, but didn’t fight to hold it inside her.

When Cole lay back with her still in his arms, she rolled off and snuggled into his side as close as she could get. She was not surprised when Dawson moved in behind her until they were skin to skin as well. For that moment, it felt as if the three of them were one being.

After a long time of silent drowsing, Cole ran two fingers down the arm that lay across his chest. “Yep, you’re going to be the death of us.”

“Mmmm, but what a way to go,” Dawson murmured. His words sounded fuzzy with sleep.

Not having the energy to speak, Summer just shifted her head enough to kiss Cole’s chest.

When a bell sounded in the distance, she lifted her head. “What’s that?”

“Mom. That’s her way of calling the family together. The bell saves her the trouble of hiking all over the meadow. Adam, Brock, and Spring must be back,” Dawson explained before rolling out of bed and reaching for his clothes. “Either that or your parents have arrived.”

“My parents? Oh my God, I forgot all about them coming today. I can’t go out like this,” she cried softly, sitting up and trying to hide her nudity.

“I should hope not. No one sees you naked from now on except us,” Cole said.

“Of course,” she agreed immediately as she crawled across the mattress and climbed down. “That’s not exactly what I meant.”

“Well, what did you mean, baby?” Dawson asked.

“I meant I’m not sure coming from having great sex is really the best way to see my parents for the first time in six months.” She quickly pulled on her clothes.

The brothers stopped and studied her closely, making her feel even more self-conscious than she had just seconds before.

“I don’t know, little one. I think you look good with a sparkle in your eyes and a healthy glow to your skin,” Cole said. “I don’t think your parents will care about anything but the fact that you’re here. Especially when Winter announces that he’s marrying Garrett and Hawk tomorrow.”

“He hasn’t told them yet?”

“Nope. He just told them that he found the men he’s going to spend the rest of his life with. Gay marriage isn’t legal in North Carolina, so it won’t be recognized by anyone but family, but it’s a commitment they want to make.”

Summer nodded and turned away when they made no comment about whether or not they would be getting married as well. She wanted to commit herself to them in front of their families as well, even though she’d only known her mates for two days. She wanted to wear their ring and have a preacher say the words that would bind them together for the rest of their lives. But she was girlie enough to want them to ask her, not the other way around.

Then it hit her. Maybe Cole and Dawson had changed their minds and did not want to marry her after all.

The bell rang a second time. “Sounds like they’re getting impatient,” she said as she slid her sneakers on and headed for the stairs without waiting to see if her mates followed.

By the time she walked out the front door, her previously happy mood had fizzled like a deflated balloon. She began to think it that maybe it was a good thing she had not yet called her boss to tell him of her decision not to return to Russia after the wedding.