by Marie Carnay
After a few minutes, he turned back to them. “I can do this. Thank you, Brianna. I’d have never found a place like this without you.”
She ran up to him and clapped her hands. “So you’ll move? We can all live here? Together?”
Thorne glanced up at Cannon and nodded.
“Thank you.” Brianna reached up and pulled Thorne’s head down for a kiss and Cannon walked up behind her, tucking his hands around her waist and nuzzling the back of her neck.
“Thank you for working so hard to make this possible.”
She broke her kiss with Thorne and leaned back into Cannon’s chest. “You’re welcome.”
Cannon’s dick throbbed as he rubbed against Brianna’s back and he swallowed back a moan. If only they could buy it that instant. Then he could show her exactly how much he loved it. One orgasm at a time.
He ran his hands down her body, stroking her soft skin and nuzzling her neck as Thorne kissed her again. They could do it—one little orgasm to take the edge off. Show her some appreciation. If they bought it, what would it matter?
Sliding his hands lower, he cupped her ass, squeezing until she let out a sigh. Yes. He rubbed his erection in the crack of her ass and kissed her neck. “I wish we owned it already, babe. Cause I can’t keep my hands off you.”
Brianna smiled and wriggled, slipping out from between him and Thorne to bound into the kitchen. Both men followed as she opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of champagne.
She bit her lip and held up the bottle. “So I didn’t want to tell you in case you hated it, but…”
“What?”
“It’s already ours! I closed on it two weeks ago.”
Cannon spun around and looked at Thorne. “Did you…”
He held up his hands. “No idea, man. This was all her.”
Brianna clapped her hands like a schoolgirl. “Yep. All me.”
“So all this furniture…and the photographs…”
“Mine. Well, ours. I sold my condo. Made a good profit too. And got the house and everything in it. I took the photos last weekend—they’re all of the woods around the cabin.” She raised her eyebrows. “What do you think?”
Thorne laughed out loud. “I think I’ve underestimated you. And your love of leather.”
“Hey! Men like leather, right? I mean, I could have bought pink couches. Then you’d have given me a way harder time.”
Cannon stepped into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around Brianna. He’d never love another woman the way he loved her. “You’re amazing. And this is superb.”
He leaned in and kissed her as Thorne fit himself in behind her.
“Cannon’s right. We are the two luckiest guys in the world.”
Breaking their kiss, Cannon pulled back and looked into her blue eyes. He’d never get tired of seeing how they sparkled when she smiled or how her pupils swelled when he held her close. “If all this furniture is ours…then there’s a bed too, right?”
“Mmm-hmm. King sized. Just for us.”
Cannon picked her up and she squealed. “The champagne!”
“Thorne, grab that will you? We’ll drink later. Right now, I know exactly what I want to taste. And it isn’t in a bottle.”
He carried her out of the kitchen and she pointed down the hall. Damn. How big is this place? Making it to the end, he pushed open the door and grinned. She wasn’t kidding.
A huge king bed sat in the center of the room with a comforter and sheets already turned down. Perfect. He set her on the edge as Thorne walked in.
“Nice, Brianna. Really nice.”
“Thanks. It’s about time we had a mattress big enough for all of us.”
“What you didn’t like being wedged in like sardines?”
“A little too close for comfort, wasn’t it?”
“Maybe. But we don’t have to worry about that anymore.” Cannon tugged off his sweater and slipped off his shoes. He couldn’t wait to run his hands up her bare skin. Make her moan. Cry. Scream.
A few seconds later and he’d stripped to his birthday suit. Walking up to Brianna, he grinned. “I’ve been waiting all week to fuck you.”
Thorne chimed in as he pulled his shirt over his head. “Don’t forget about me over here. I want in on this celebration too.”
Brianna laughed as Cannon tugged her shirt over her head. “Like I said, there’s more than enough room for all three of us.”
Mmm. Damn he loved her body. All her sexy curves, full breasts. Every single inch of her.
She leaned forward and stroked his cock. “I’ve missed this.” As Cannon reached out and ran his hands through her hair, Brianna leaned over, licking a trail up over his spongy head and down his shaft.
Oh, fuck. The woman had magic in her tongue. She stood up and grabbed him by the hips, steering him around until his thighs hit the bed. She shoved him down and he bounced on the mattress.
Licking her lips, she glanced up and met his stare. “I want to suck you until you come, Cannon. While Thorne fucks me.”
Cannon groaned and glanced up at Thorne. The big man had already stripped. His cock hung thick and heavy between his legs and Cannon swallowed. The thought of Thorne filling up her tight little snatch while her lips wrapped around his cock was almost too much.
Brianna shimmied out of her skirt and kicked it to the side. Bending over, she braced herself on either side of Cannon’s body and smiled. He was going to enjoy this.
She smiled back and took him in her mouth with slow and gentle pressure. Lapping at his head and shaft, she coated him with her saliva and closed her eyes. Mmm. Yeah.
Farther and farther she slid until his head bumped against the back of her throat and she convulsed around him. That’s it. He took her head in his hands, controlling her speed and depth, as Thorne moved up behind her.
Thorne unclasped her bra and tugged it off her shoulders, lifting each of her hands to slip it off. Her breasts fell free, warm and full beneath her, and Cannon reached out to stroke them. He rolled her nipples between his fingers, pinching and pulling and drawing out a moan.
Kneeling on the floor, Thorne yanked down her panties and slipped them off her feet. As she slid back down Cannon’s slick shaft, Thorne turned and shoved his head between her legs.
She gasped around Cannon’s cock, but he grabbed her by the head, holding her still.
“Ladies first, right?”
With a groan, she relaxed, submitting to his hands as Thorne licked her pussy. She shuddered and took him deeper, using her tongue to lick and tease, rolling her lips over her teeth before gliding down. Cannon leaned back, letting go of her head as she worked into a rhythm all while Thorne lapped and suckled.
Sex would never be better. The way Brianna’s body responded to Thorne’s tongue. The way her lips fit hot and tight around Cannon’s dick. He’d never get sick of the way they fucked. Or the way they loved each other.
Brianna snaked her hand between his legs, cupping his balls as she sucked his head. Oh…Christ. So damn good. Again and again she squeezed. Bobbing faster and faster, tugging and caressing his balls at the same time.
His cock hardened and he lurched forward, grunting his release and spilling his seed deep into her welcoming throat. Yes. The orgasm rocketed through his body and he fell back onto the mattress.
A shudder wracked her frame as she pulled off him, gasping and moaning and grabbing at Cannon’s hips. With a smile, he reached out and stroked her face as she came. He couldn’t wait to see her come apart again. With a whole king-sized bed to use, they could fuck all night.
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Stars. Her whole head buzzed with brilliant stars. As she sucked in a lungful of air, a tremble started in her core, spreading out and down her thighs. If she didn’t collapse on the mattress soon, she’d fall to the floor.
Cannon took her by the hands, pulling her up onto the mattress while she recovered. God, the pair of them. Her two men. It might be unconventional. Strange. But it worked so very well.
Thorne crawled
up over her, turning her body around so she faced him. He flicked his tongue across her lips, smearing her own desire all over her mouth. Mmm. She wanted him inside her. Grabbing a condom, she ripped it open and sheathed his cock. No getting away this time.
Flinging her leg over his thighs, she pulled herself up and straddled him. Easing her body down, she took him by the shaft, guiding her own body down until his thick head bumped at her entrance. Yes. She lowered, savoring the stretch and pull of her swollen skin, relishing the fullness Thorne gave her every time.
With her pussy stuffed with cock, she ground into him, bumping her clit against his pubic bone, firing all her cylinders. Oh, yes. He ran his hands up and down her thighs, stroking her skin, turning her on.
As she closed her eyes, Cannon slipped behind her, snaking his hands over Thorne’s, inching his fingers up her hips and waist, stroking her breasts. Thorne dug his fingers into her thighs and Cannon teased, slow and gentle, rough and quick. Pinching her nipples, massaging her breasts, kissing her back.
Thorne bucked up into her, slamming hard and fast from below and she cried out. She wanted more. Needed more. Turning her head, she whispered to Cannon. “I want you too. I want you to fuck me.”
“But…you mean…both of us?” He stroked her breasts and she moaned. “Yes. Bedside table. Top drawer.”
Cannon slipped away and opened the drawer as Brianna bucked on top of Thorne. She’d wanted to try both men at once since that first night, but she’d been too shy. Now that they’d committed—had a house and a future and a life together, she couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate.
Walking back up, Cannon slid his hands around her waist and picked her up as Thorne scooted to the end of the mattress. Once his legs dangled off the edge, he leaned back, pulling Brianna down with him.
He whispered in her ear. “You’re so awesome.”
“Thanks.” She kissed him, mashing her lips into his as Cannon opened the bottle of lube. She groaned in appreciation as he stepped up to her.
“You’re sure?”
“Mmm-hmm.” She broke the kiss and twisted around. “I want you both. I’m ready.”
Brianna turned back to Thorne, staring into his eyes as Cannon ran a finger over her puckered hole. The slightest of touches and a tremor flowed through her. She couldn’t wait.
Up and down, over and around, he toyed with her. Running his finger around her rim in circles, forcing it in an inch before pulling out. All while Thorne bucked up into her—cock hard, body languid and slow. They kept her right on the edge—pleasure on the brink of more but never tipping over.
She squirmed and rocked against Thorne as Cannon thrust his finger deeper.
“Cannon, please. I’m begging.”
She arched her back, sticking her ass out even farther and he relented. He stepped back to sheath his cock and she shivered in expectation.
“If it’s too much, tell me to stop.”
“I will. Just, please…I need you now.”
He slid up to her and palmed her ass. Gliding over her skin with his stubby fingers before coming in close. Thorne ran his hands up and down her back, holding her as Cannon nudged his cock against her back hole. Oh! Yes! With gentle pressure, he eased in a bit at a time, opening her up and drawing a tortured moan from deep within her. Heat and tension and a different type of pleasure coursed through her.
With a rock of his hips, his bulbous head popped past her tight, little ring and she swooned. Falling forward, she rested her head on Thorne’s massive chest as Cannon inched deeper. Thick and hot and closer than ever before, her two men stretched her. Thorne’s giant cock filled her pussy and Cannon eased deeper and deeper into her ass. Taking all of her, broadcasting shock waves of pleasure, intense and overwhelming.
Cannon’s hips brushed her skin and she gasped out loud. She’d done it. She’d taken them both. With a groan, she grabbed Thorne’s shoulders as he dug his hands into her thighs. “Fuck me, both of you. Don’t hold back. I want you coming inside me.”
Both men murmured words of satisfaction and began to move—Thorne holding her down as he bucked up from the bed, Cannon stroking her back as he pumped from behind. They worked into a rhythm—up, out, down, in—over and over until Brianna thought she’d explode. Rip apart. Die from pleasure. Their cocks rubbing against her inner walls, pressing against each other through her body. Barely separate, all inside her. It was overwhelming and satisfying and the most incredible sensation.
“Harder. I need it harder.” She dug her nails into Thorne and both men picked up speed, grunting as they ravaged her.
“Oh, fuck, Brianna. I—” Cannon jerked behind her and his cock turned to steel. “Oh, yes!”
His release—hot and fast where he’d never come before—sent her over. She came like a tornado. Gale force winds battering her body, her muscles clamping around Thorne and Cannon like a two-channel vise.
Thorne groaned beneath her and released. Coming in jerky bursts, filling up the condom and turning her brain to mush. Oh my god. Her world fuzzed out, the room spun, and she sagged against her lovers.
After a minute or two, they slipped out of her and tugged her up onto the mattress. Her jellied limbs offered no resistance and they tucked her in between their hard, sweaty bodies. Thorne wrapped an arm around her waist and Cannon pulled the sheets up over them all.
She faded in and out. Half awake, half asleep, until Cannon snuggled closer and kissed her ear.
“The house is just right, Brianna. You are just right.”
Thorne stroked her cheek and smiled. “I agree. I never thought something like this would work out, but we do. And you’re the reason why.”
Brianna smiled and glanced at both men. “Thanks. I never thought I’d find a man who loved me as I am. Let alone two.”
“Well, you have. And we can’t wait to show you just how much. All over the house. Right, Cannon?”
“Right.”
Brianna laughed. “Then just wait ’til you check out the nature preserve. It’s got a great view of the sunset. And a hiking trail.”
“Please tell me there aren’t any hidden cliffs.”
“I’m not sure. I might have to explore and find out.”
Both men groaned. “Not without us, you won’t.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.”
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Also by Marie Carnay
Twice the temptation. Twice the pleasure. One love.
Nuzzling her neck, he trailed kisses over her skin as they danced. Up and down, tasting her honeyed skin and hint of sweat. He couldn’t wait to have her ride him—naked and panting as he came inside her.
But then Damien was pulling her away, dragging her body over to him. He draped her against his chest as he groped her ass with both hands. It was endless—the three of them together. They danced for hours—a fluid push-pull with Macy in the middle.
She never seemed to tire, never lost her nerve. Always reaching for both of them. Pawing at his hips. Damien’s chest. As the night wore on, the dance floor packed in. More and more bodies. People dancing so close, they ebbed and flowed as one.
The lights dimmed even lower and with the press of the crowd around them, they practically disappeared. Ray smiled and took advantage, gripping Macy’s hips and dragging her to him. His hands snaked over her thighs, dipping between her legs and tugging up her dress.
She moaned into his ear, tossing her head back and forth like a startled pony. But she didn’t pull away. Instead, she yanked Damien closer, crushing him against the front of her while Ray slipped his hand under her dress.
Find out how far Macy and her two men are willing to go in Two for One Special today.
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