by SC Daiko
All I know is, the three of us fit. I’m trying not to worry about the future, trying to focus on the present. There’s one thing I haven’t told Liam and Aiden… the fact that Mam and I don’t keep secrets from each other. It’s going to be freaking hard for me to act neutral around the guys.
The sound of the barn door opening alerts me to Rachel’s arrival. “There you are,” she says. “Like a coffee?”
“Yes, please.”
We go to the tack room, and I glance at my red rosette on the wall, nailed up with pride by Liam the day after my win. There’s a study in the farmhouse filled with the silver cups won by Michael and his sons. One day, I hope to contribute to it.
Rachel opens a tin of chocolate chip cookies, and we help ourselves. She tells me about a guy she met in Hereford last week, how she hopes to see him again. She asks me about my love life, and I lie and say it’s non-existent. “Come out with us next Friday,” she pleads. “You’ll never meet anyone hanging around with your stepbrothers all the time.”
“I don’t wanna meet anyone,” I say, blushing.
She flashes me a look. “Shame your mother is married to Michael Roberts,” she grins. “You could hit on Aiden and Liam. I mean, you get on so well with them. That’s rare among step-siblings.”
Oh, shit. Maybe she’s noticed something? We’ve tried so hard to keep our hands off each other in front of the staff, but she might have picked up on the warmth between us.
“I’m fine, honestly,” I keep my voice calm. “I just wanna focus on rising up the ranks in showjumping.”
She glances at me, and nods. “You’re on the way, babes,” she says. “Judging by your performance last week you’ll be a star before you know it.”
I smile, and thank her. We get back to work, grooming the horses and exercising those who need it.
Next weekend, Liam and Aiden are taking me to Paris with them, to help with the team. Paris is the city of love, they said, and they don’t want to be there without their girl. Rachel has accepted the excuse that I’ve never been there before and would like to see it. What she doesn’t know, I hope, is that it’s the last chance for me and the guys to be alone together before our parents return. And, much as I’m looking forward to it, I can’t help the sinking feeling that spreads through me.
12
Samantha
I gasp as Aiden turns the lorry into the Champ de Mars on Thursday afternoon. “Wow! There’s the Eiffel Tower.” I grin like an idiot… it looks even more awesome in real life than it does in pictures. “What an incredible venue for a showjumping competition,” I say. “I can’t wait to watch you both compete.”
Unlike the Nations Cup, The Global Champions League involves teams made up of riders from different countries. It’s the richest equestrian sporting series in the world, and the only events in which Aiden and Liam vie against each other for the overall season Champion of Champions title. So far, this year, they’ve jumped their horses in Mexico City, Miami Beach, Shanghai, Hamburg and Monaco. They’re neck and neck in the rankings, at fifth and six places, Aiden on 206 points and Liam on 203. It’s a friendly rivalry, though; all winnings go into the company.
I’m stoked to be here, sitting proudly between them in the front cabin of the lorry. We’ve only brought four of the team with us today: Firefly, King, Odin and ginger Sundancer. Firefly and Ginge will take part in the two-round League classes tomorrow and Saturday afternoon; we’ll set off back to Herefordshire after the guys have competed on King and Odin in the Grand Prix.
Temporary stables have been set up behind the grandstands and hospitality tent. After we’ve settled the horses in their stalls, we have a quick snack before Aiden and Liam take the team out individually to the exercise area, and I make sure all their tack is cleaned ready for the competition. Tonight, we’ll have dinner in the hospitality tent. A special treat, the guys said, and I’m hoping to catch a glimpse of Brad Rivers, the American actor and Emma’s father, who’s here to watch his daughter ride.
Back in the lorry, we take it in turns to shower before going out. Aiden uses the facilities last, and Liam and I are sitting in the kitchenette, sipping wine, when he emerges from the tiny bathroom. My chin almost hits the floor. “You’ve shaved off your beard,” I gasp. It’s like I’m seeing a clone of Liam in front of me, and the effect is mesmerizing. “Why?!”
Liam chuckles. “Tonight, we’re gonna test you, babe. See if you can tell us apart.” He winks at his twin and my heart skips a beat. “And we have a surprise for you.”
Aiden pours himself a glass of white. His eyes burn into me, melting me, and there goes my stupid heart again… thudding practically out of my chest.
LATER, after the yummiest dinner of steak, salad and fries, served with red wine so delicious it tasted like chocolate, we check on the horses and then return to the lorry.
We stand in the living area, the guys’ hot eyes on my body. “You know that idea of yours for us to take you together, Samantha?” Aiden glances at his twin, and a current seems to pass between them.
For a moment, I’ve no clue what Aiden is talking about. Then, I blush as I remember my bratty suggestion a couple of weeks ago.
“We’ve talked about it,” Liam says. “And we’ve decided to give it a try if that’s what you really want.”
“You’d do that for me?”
I’m stunned.
More than stunned.
I’m totally speechless.
“We love you, Samantha,” Aiden continues. “We want to make you come together, the two of us inside your pussy. We wanna focus on giving you the ultimate orgasm with both of our cocks.”
They stare at me, waiting for my response. God, they look amazing, both of them ripped and lust-inducing in their tight white dress shirts, every muscle defined against the thin cotton material. To think they would do this for me, to make me happy, touches me so much my eyes well up.
I tilt my chin in a nod, and they hold out their arms. I go into them, loving the feel of their gorgeous bodies against mine, loving them. One of them unzips my halter-neck dress, and the other bends to help me step out of it. I’ve gone commando, and their hungry eyes lick my shaved pussy.
They turn me between them, kissing my lips, my neck and my shoulders. My nipples pebble and I feel myself getting wetter by the second, throbbing for their divine dicks.
We unfold the sofa bed, and I help them put on the fitted sheet. I climb onto it and kneel with my thighs spread wide.
They glance at each other, wolfish smiles spreading across their identical faces. Slowly, their eyes burning into me, they unbutton their dress shirts and drop their trousers. Their boxer shorts are tented by huge erections. I swallow, hard.
Aiden, I think it’s Aiden although I can’t be sure, raises a brow. “Alright, Samantha?”
“Yes,” I say with fake confidence.
They step out of their underwear and I stare at their engorged cocks, already at full mast and weeping for me.
Without warning, Liam extracts a silk scarf from the beside drawer. “Close your eyes, babe, I’m gonna blindfold you.”
“W… w… why?” I stutter.
“I shaved my beard off specially,” Aiden chuckles. “We wanna find out if you can tell us apart.”
They climb onto the bed and I reach for them, running my hands across their rock-hard pecs and down to their beautiful dicks. They groan and gyrate their hips, their cocks thrusting.
Eek, they’re really big. How will they both fit inside me at once?
I pump them hard, jacking them off, making solid strokes all the way up and down, catching their pre-cum and using it as lube. My breath hitches. They’re mine, both of them, and I love them so much. I can do this, it’s what I want, the two men who love me, their two cocks inside me. Bring it on!
“Lie down, Samantha.” Aiden touches my arm... I can tell it’s him; he never calls me Sam. “Stretch out on your back.”
I swallow the sudden lump in my throat. Every nerve in my b
ody is buzzing with need, but my tummy scratches with anxiety. A shiver passes through me and my hands shake.
Aiden takes my quivering fingers in his, and raises them to his lips. “Relax.” His voice, so similar to his twin’s, vibrates through me. “You can always tell us to stop if you don’t like it.”
“This will be a first for all three of us. Aiden and I haven’t been so up close and personal since we were floating around in our mother’s womb,” Liam says.
His words make me feel special. He makes me feel special. I take in a long slow breath. “I’d like to try.”
“That’s our girl,” Aiden rasps. “Open up for us now.”
I place my hands on my knees and ease them apart, spreading my thighs wide.
“Beautiful.” Liam’s tone is filled with approval. I feel the mattress dip by my side as he runs his hands up my body. “So fucking beautiful,” he breathes. He presses his lips to mine, and I reach for his shoulders to wrap my arms around them.
Another dip of the mattress under Aiden’s weight. He lies on the other side of me and palms my tits, kneading, squeezing, and then pinching my nipples. I let out a deep moan. He hooks his leg over mine, and his cock nudges against my hip… hot, wet and heavy.
Liam stops kissing me. “Your turn, bro’,” he says.
I part my lips for Aiden and his tongue delves deep as I writhe against him, whimpering.
Liam works my tit, sucking on my nipple, his tongue circling. My entire body rocks with desire; I’m crying out for their cocks, my pussy flooding and my clit throbbing. Fuck!
He bites hard, and I yelp, gripping the sheets and thrusting my tits upwards, smiling as I feel his twin lower his lips to my left nipple. Their greedy mouths are doing such things to me it’s beyond amazing... it’s freaking electrifying.
I hear the drawer open. Then I feel the cool slipperiness of lube being rubbed in and around my pussy; it makes wet squelchy sounds and my cheeks burn.
Both their hands have slipped between my legs. A thumb is rubbing at my clit. Two fingers push inside me… then three, rubbing and delving for my spot. All the while their hot mouths are sucking at my tits, driving me wild. Both sets of fingers are in my pussy, they’re stretching me wide as they pump in and out. I buck against them, the tingles building, my toes curling. The ache inside me is growing and I feel like I’m going to explode.
One twin pulls off my tit with a popping sound and shuffles down the bed, his fingers still inside me. His tongue licks at my clit, and I let out a sharp hiss.
The other stops sucking my breast and claims my mouth, biting my lips and making me moan. “You’re incredible,” he says, breaking the kiss. “I fucking love you.”
And I know it’s Liam from the language he’s used.
“We’re going to stretch you, sweetheart, you’ll take our hands all the way inside,” Aiden grunts.
Jesus!
Their fingers have hooked into me, scissoring, twisting, stretching. I release a throaty moan it feels so hot. One hand, I’m not sure whose, has started working on my clit, pulling on it until it’s throbbing feverishly, and I bite down on my lip to hold back my climax. “Fuck, guys, please fuck me soon or I’m gonna come.”
“Ah, ah, ah, sweetheart,” Aiden growls. “Not yet. We need to stretch you just a little more.”
Oh, my God, one twin has pushed his fingers into me below the other twin’s, and a thumb is strumming my clit while a hand is stroking my pussy lips, and the sensation is a mixture of pleasure and pain, and then it’s not hurting anymore as they find my spot and I’m writhing between them.
I gasp as they give a gentle push, and I can feel myself stretching around their knuckles. “Fuck,” I hiss, lying back and taking my breasts in my hands.
“All ok, babe?”
“Freaking awesome.” I squeeze my tits hard. “Do it… do it… please…”
They push and I cry out as my pussy pulls them in and clenches around them. “Jesus!”
“Good girl. Feel us inside you, Samantha.”
“Fuck,” I groan, circling my hips and bucking. It feels achingly sweet, I love the sensation, and I’m wet for them… so freaking wet… surely I’m ready for two cocks now?
But no, there’s more to come. Their hands still inside me, working deep, they bring their mouths down on my tits, biting and sucking, and fuck, it’s beyond amazing. I’m desperate for release. Hot sparks spread from my clit to my tits and back again, my pussy clamping at their fingers as they wiggle them back and forth.
“Faster now. Ride our hands, sweetheart,” Aiden rasps.
I gasp and buck a little as I push back and forth, the heat growing. Then I explode with a force that takes my breath, shuddering and gasping with their hands still inside me.
They withdraw their fingers and turn me between them, kissing me, loving me. One of them brushes kisses on my forehead. “Know who I am?” he asks.
I run my hand down to his cock. “You’re Aiden,” I giggle, keeping to myself the fact that I didn’t encounter the raised ridge of an appendectomy scar.
“Good girl,” he chuckles, and I smile with happiness.
I’m turned again between them. “And me? Who am I?” a voice asks.
Again, I feel for the tell-tale mark. Not there. “Still Aiden,” I laugh.
“You’re a minx,” he chuckles, gripping my wrists and holding them above my head. “You were looking for Liam’s scar.”
Hot lips nibble my neck, then suck and kiss their way up to my mouth, taking possession of me with explosive force. “Who am I?”
“You’re Liam,” I say with absolute certainty. His kisses are hungrier than his twin’s.
“Good girl,” Aiden grunts, letting go and pulling off the blindfold.
I lie in their arms, my heart filled with love for them. I stroke their beautiful faces, trailing my fingers down their divine bodies towards their gorgeous cocks.
“Ready for round two?” Liam snickers.
Eek, am I? “Definitely,” I lie.
“We’ll take this slowly,” Aiden says, stretching out on the bed so that his legs dangle off the edge. “I want you to get on top of me, face me and ride me.”
Straddling Aiden’s hips, I lower myself onto him and his cock feels so good inside me… so freaking good as he lifts his ass off the bed and pushes himself up to the hilt.
“Perfect,” he grunts. “You feel absolutely perfect.”
I sense Liam behind us, and his warm breath tickles my shoulders. “Bend down, babe.”
I fall forwards, my ass in the air, my rock-hard nipples brushing Aiden’s chest.
Liam caresses my back, resting his hands on my hips as he lifts and pushes me up and down on Aiden. “Do you like that?”
“Yesss,” I hiss.
Aiden closes his eyes and holds onto my arms. “You’re beautiful, Samantha. And the way you give yourself to us is beautiful. Thank you.”
I want to reply, you’re welcome, but the words stick in my throat. I can feel Liam’s dick nudging at my pussy from behind. I must have been crazy to even think I can take another cock inside me. I’m so filled with Aiden. How can I possibly take Liam’s as well?
I let out a whimper, and Liam stops pushing into me. He kisses my neck, my shoulder, my back. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” I whisper hoarsely. “Just give me a second to get used to you.”
I close my eyes and grit my teeth. “I’m ready.”
He slides his big cock on top of Aiden’s and pushes it into my hole. I wince and bite my lip to stop myself from crying out.
Liam pushes deeper, and I gasp.
“Alright?” he asks.
“Yes, yes. Fine.” And it is. Against all reason, I’ve managed to relax enough for them both to fit. God, it feels awesome. So full. So stretched. So… penetrated. I bend and mesh my lips with Aiden’s, our hot wet tongues playing chase.
Liam wraps his arms around my waist as he slithers inside me. Half-kneeling, half-standing, he chang
es the angle so he’s more deeply buried. He runs his warm hands up and down my thighs, and a quiver of need spirals through me.
Aiden breaks the kiss, and he and Liam settle into an unhurried, steady rhythm. My release is approaching, I can’t hold it back. The tingles are building and there’s no way I can stop myself from coming apart. Their cocks are too insistent, they’ve found my spot, and my clit is being rubbed on every upstroke and downstroke. This is unlike anything I’ve ever felt; I’m completely overwhelmed. I break like a dam and waves of pleasure roll through me, making me jerk and judder between their two divine bodies. Fuck!
Within seconds I feel them climax, their dicks dancing as jets of hot cum fill me. So intense they tip me over the edge again and I cry out… my eyes losing focus and my breathing ragged.
I fall onto Aiden’s chest, and both cocks slip out of me. “How do you feel?” he asks.
“A bit floppy, and squelchy, and tender,” I giggle, rolling off him onto the bed, “but that was totally awesome.”
Liam fetches a cloth and wipes me down. He parts my thighs and inspects my pussy. “No damage done,” he says, touching a kiss to my lips.
They hold me tight, and I feel so safe, so cared-for, so protected. I close my eyes, giving in to the need to sleep. But there’s a sudden ringing sound.
“My cell phone,” Aiden groans. He picks up and his expression darkens. “Right,” he says. “We’ll see you tomorrow.”
He signs off, and his gaze clashes with mine. “Our parents are in Paris, staying at the Georges V. They wanted to surprise us and have booked seats to watch the event.”
Oh, shit!
13
Liam
“Why did you bring Samantha to Paris instead of Rachel?” Dad asks as he walks the course with Aiden and me before our first class on Friday afternoon. Sunlight catches his silver-white hair; he looks great, though… fit and tanned. Married life clearly suits him.
I catch Aiden’s eye, and he nods. “She wanted to come, so we decided to give Rachel a break. Sam’s been working her socks off for us.”