by Dakota Dawn
As Trey drew harder on her tender nipples, his ministrations caused a fiery trail to burn a path to her pussy. Need licked through her veins. She had to have more. “Faster, Troy. Faster. Ooooh.”
Doing as she demanded, Troy drove his cock into her at a fervid pace.
Within seconds they both felt a rush of heat then an explosion of immeasurable, body-rocking bliss. She screamed. He emitted a growling howl.
Breathing roughly, Troy relaxed his body down onto hers. Not able to move, they both lay there united, glorying in the last pulses of their orgasm.
Lifting his head, Troy looked over at Trey. “God, I love a screamer.”
With a wicked gleam in his eyes, Trey agreed. “I’ll second that. And what a beautiful screamer we have.”
What could she say to that? Nothing. So she just lay there and smiled, liking it that they loved the way she naturally responded to them. They were pros at bringing out her wild side, which made her love them even more. Love them! Troy nuzzled her neck. Yes, love them. Somehow they had totally broken down all her defenses and stolen her heart completely. She loved them. Both of them.
A phone rang, startling them all.
Trey found and retrieved it from his pants pocket. As he answered it, he slid back into his jeans.
Troy groaned and moved off Branda. Helping her up, he took her to the bathroom and cleaned her up with a warm washcloth. When he was finished, he placed a light kiss on her clit then stood and took her into his arms. Holding her tightly to him, he stated huskily, “I love you, Branda.”
Her voice quivered with emotion. “Oh god, I love you, too. But, I love Trey, too. This is so messed up. What are we going to do?”
“We are going to do the only thing we can. We are going to live happily ever after.” His tone was full of confidence.
“You make it sound so easy, but I don’t think it will be easy at all. What are our parents and friends going to think? What are your parents going to say? Are they going to think I’m some kind of slut?” Branda took three deep breaths, then added, “They are going to think I’m a kinky slut. I can’t meet them.”
“Take it easy, baby. They are going to love you as much as we love you,” Troy soothed.
Trey stepped into the bathroom. “What’s wrong? Why does she look like she’s about to run naked from the house?”
She gave a pitiful laugh. “Be serious. I don’t think I can meet your parents. They are going to hate me. I’m fat, and they are going to think I’m a slut for having sex with both of you—at the same time. I can’t meet them. Tell them I’m sick, okay? They’ll never know I’m not. I promise to stay next door. I won’t go outside for any reason until they are gone.”
Trey held up a hand to halt her rambling. “You will be here, and you will meet our family.”
Pursing her lips, she mumbled, “You don’t have to act like Troy. You’re supposed to be the nice one.”
That brought an outright laugh from Trey. “I am the nice one, tesoro mio. Ti amo. But I can’t let you have your way this time. Our family has to meet you. Some of them have come a long way to meet you. You wouldn’t let them down, would you?”
“I guess not, but if they don’t like me, I’m leaving.” After a short pause, she asked, “What does tesoro mio and ti amo mean?”
Trey smiled so big both his dimples made an appearance in his cheeks. “Tesoro means treasure or darling. Mio means my. I’m calling you my treasure when I call you tesoro mio. Ti amo means I love you.”
Heart bursting with love, she looked up at him. “I love you calling me your treasure. Ti amo is nice, too. I love you, Trey.”
“I love you, too. And I’m glad you like me calling you my treasure. Now get ready, tesoro mio. And stop worrying about our family loving you. How could they not love you? Especially if you make them cookies. Our family loves good food.” Turning to Troy, he said, “I’m going to check on that shipment then I’ll come right back.”
Branda watched as Trey turned to her then leaned down to lightly kiss her. Cupping her head with his hand, he deepened the kiss for a moment then stepped back and stared at her with a passion that made her shiver. Love pierced her heart and made her long to call him back as she watched him turn and walk away.
Chapter Ten
The doorbell chimed right after Branda took her last sip of wine. Troy had been right. The wine had calmed her nerves. That chime indicated more of the guests’ arrival. It was tradition for all the family to show up within minutes of each other then all meet the new addition to the family all at once. Another tradition was for all of the family to stay in one house for at least a week when a new member was being added. This helped the family to bond with the new member and the old members to reconnect with each other.
Smoothing trembling hands over her blouse and skirt, she looked down at herself. The twins had taken her shopping a few days ago and picked out her outfit. The skirt was black, thank goodness, and a little tighter than she liked, but the material was stretchy so it didn’t feel as tight as it looked. It stopped at her knees and had a cute three-inch ruffle at the bottom. Very tasteful.
The blouse was another matter altogether. It was so sheer you could see her thin, lacy bra underneath. The print on it thankfully helped to hide her bra, but if you looked close enough, you could make it out with no real problem. The lacy bra was extremely pretty, but way to thin for her D-cup boobs. If anyone said anything, the twins were going to get an earful.
Trey took her hands in his then let his eyes travel down the length of her. Bringing his eyes back to hers, he murmured huskily, “You are breathtakingly beautiful, tesoro mio. It’s time to introduce you to the family.”
Taking her hand, he guided her to the living room.
A knot formed in her belly. Breathing deeply, she plastered on a smile and hoped she didn’t look as nervous as she felt.
Perusing the room, she saw a lot of unfamiliar smiling faces. Then her gaze landed on a face she recognized—Gaven. Tall, tanned, light brown-eyed, curly blond-haired Gaven. He raised his glass to her. She smiled back. All the sudden, she didn’t feel totally alone.
Trey walked her over to Troy, who stood in the middle of the living room. Troy took her other hand. She stood between the two men, each holding a hand. Everyone was watching them in silence. Sweat dripped down her back.
Troy raised her wrist to his lips.
No! Surely he wasn’t going to…
He did.
His tongue lapped at her wrist. Shudders raced through her body, and her nipples hardened and looked like bullets coming through her thin bra and blouse. She tried to cover her breasts up, but Troy and Trey held tight to her hands.
Troy bent and whispered, “It won’t be long now, babe. I promise you can hit me later tonight.”
To her horror, Trey raised the wrist he’d been holding and did the same thing.
Once again, shudders convulsed her body, and her nipples extended even farther out.
Cheers rang through the room, and someone passed out glasses of pink champagne to all of them.
Trey whispered, “Our papa is going to welcome you to the family.”
Their papa looked like an older version of the twins. His hair was still dark with only a small amount of gray, and his green eyes were bright and sharp. He was a touch shorter than them, possibly six feet tall to the twins’ six-foot-two-inch frames.
“This is a very happy day for the Cortino family. As you have all seen, my sons have found their vero amore.” He moved over to Branda, and he brought her right hand to his lips and grazed it with a soft kiss. He looked into her eyes. “We are happy to have you in our family.” Shifting his gaze, he made eye contact with all three of them in succession. “May you three live long, be healthy, have many babies, and prosper greatly.”
Turning back to the family members, he raised his glass. “Let it be known Branda McFalls is now a part of the Cortino family.” Everyone raised their glasses to the three lovers then drained their champagne.
Trey laughed when Branda tried to take only a sip. “You must drink it all, quickly now, tesoro mio.”
Determined, she gulped it down.
Trey swept her up in his arms and hugged her tightly. “You did a great job, piccolo tesoro mio.”
As soon as her feet touched the floor, Troy took her in his arms and hugged her just as tightly. “It’s almost over, mio piccolo innamorato. My little sweetheart. All you have to do now is meet each one personally. I’ll be holding your hand the whole time. No worries.”
Putting her down, he introduced her to his grandparents. “Branda, I’d like you to meet my Nonno and Nonna. They have a home in Italy and one here in the U.S. so we get to see them often.”
Nonno took her hand and kissed it. “Welcome to the family, bella.” Looking at the twins he added, “E molto carina.”
Showing both dimples, Troy answered, “Si, Nonno. E molto carina.”
Before she could ask, Trey leaned down and whispered, “Nonno just said you are very pretty and Troy agreed.”
“Oh. That was sweet. I am going to have to learn Italian. Will you teach me?”
“Of course, tesoro mio. Troy and I will both teach you,” Trey answered in a pleased tone.
Both his grandparents hugged and kissed her then stepped aside to let the others do the same.
By the time it was over, she had been hugged and kissed more than she had been in her entire life. It was kind of nice. She decided she liked the Cortino family a lot. They were a happy group.
Glancing around the room, she put names to all the faces. Nonno and Nonna were the grandparents. Nonna was close to Branda’s height with bright gray eyes that adoringly took in all of her family. Nonno was where the men in family got their looks. He looked like an older version of them all. His green eyes still gleamed, and he still stood tall and proud. Papa and Mom were Emilio and Trina. Trina’s blue eyes were full of happiness. Her blonde hair was shoulder length and had just a touch of gray. She was dressed in tan slacks that looked like they were made just for her and a red blouse that hugged her bosom nicely. Long, red fingernails complemented her blouse perfectly. She looked very sophisticated.
Like the twins, Emilio’s presence demanded attention. There was something about the Cortino men that just made people gravitate toward them. Emilio seemed to love his family very much, and Branda couldn’t get over how often his eyes sought out his wife. His green eyes looked possessively at Trina. It struck Branda with the strength of a lightning bolt that his sons looked at her that very same way. A flash of them looking at her like that twenty years in the future warmed her heart.
Their papa’s brother’s name was Gabriel, and his wife’s name was Bellina. They spent most of their time in Italy. The Italian words for uncle and aunt were zio and zia, which she would have to remember. Their son’s names were Cason and Carlo. They had the Cortino black hair and green eyes, but their eyes were light instead of dark. Cason was twenty-eight, the same age as Trent, the twin’s younger brother. Carlo was twenty-six. Cason, Carlo, and Trent had a look that screamed trouble, especially when you got them together.
Finding Gaven talking to Trent, she watched them for a moment. She’d found out that Gaven and Trent were good friends. Trent had touched a soft spot in her heart. Glancing down at her left arm, she couldn’t help but envision the scar beneath the thin sleeve. She could hide hers. Trent couldn’t hide his. A jagged scar slashed across his left cheek. He was almost a copy of Troy and Trey, tall and handsome. His black hair was shorter than the twins’ but was still enough to run your fingers through. His green eyes were guarded. They still held a hint of laughter, but she could easily see the pain in them as well. Later she would ask Trey and Troy about him.
Moving her gaze, she saw Nonno and Nonna with their heads together and their hands moving quickly. Whatever they were talking about seemed important. She watched Nonno as he walked up to Trent and told him something in a hushed tone. Trent looked confused, but headed out of the room. Next, Nonno went up to Troy, who was talking to Cason. Troy left the room after hearing whatever Nonno told him. Turning toward them, Nonno headed in hers and Trey’s direction.
In a low tone, he said, “I need you both to go into the master bedroom. It is most important.” Without another word, he headed over to Trey’s parents, Emilio and Trina.
Doing as he wished, they went to the massive bedroom.
Trey asked Troy, “Do you know what this is about?”
“No, I was hoping you did.”
Nonno ushered Nonna in then closed the door behind him.
“Nonna and I acknowledge these are changing times. The blessing seems to be conforming to these changing times. We have never seen the blessing pick one woman for two men. It could be because they are twins. We do not know. All we know is that we are learning new things about the blessing. Since we do not know the extent of the change, we need to do one more test.” With Nonno’s last statement, he looked right at Trent. His sharp green eyes assessed Trent with compassion and determination.
Trent didn’t look happy. “What did I do? I’m not part of this. I’m happy for them, but their getting together has nothing to do with me.”
Troy growled. “What is this all about, Nonno?”
In a controlled tone, Nonno stated, “I need Branda and Trent to come to me.”
Confusion swirled in Branda’s head as she wondered where Nonno was going with this. On shaky legs, she walked over to him.
Trey and Troy looked sick as something seemed to be starting to sink in. She wished it would start to sink in to her as well.
Trent scowled.
Emilio ordered, “Trent, do as Nonno says.”
“I don’t want to. This is crazy,” Trent grumbled.
Emilio spoke in a vexed tone. “I understand that you don’t want to, but you don’t have a choice. This is important. We have to know how Branda responds to you. Now take Branda’s wrist and give it a licking kiss.”
Understanding hit Branda with the force of speeding train. The tension in the room had become unbearable.
Gritting his teeth, Trent met Branda next to Nonno. Taking her wrist, he brought it close to his lips. Looking down at her, their gazes locked. Pain wrenched at her heart and stole her breath. Closing his pain-filled green eyes, Trent grazed her wrist with his lips then darted his tongue out in a hurried lick.
Nothing happened. Physically, at least. Deep down, though, she knew she’d never be able to forget the tormented look in his eyes. Never be able to forget the deep-seated sorrow.
Troy, Trey, Branda, and Trent all released the breath they’d been holding.
Nonno officially confirmed the family findings. “It is done. Proof has been shown. Branda has been matched to Troy and Trey. Does anyone disagree?”
All heads in the room shook—no.
Nonno nodded his approval. “Good. Once again I welcome you, Branda McFalls, to the Cortino family. Soon we will have a wedding, and your last name will be Cortino. We want the whole world to know you belong to the Cortino family.” Cheers were yelled. “Now that all of our business has been concluded, I say we go celebrate.” More cheers were given as they all filed out of the bedroom.
Troy and Trey pulled her into the bedroom they’d been sharing and closed the door.
Troy nuzzled her hair. “How are you doing, baby?”
Branda leaned against him tiredly. “All right, as long as you two don’t have any other brothers. I don’t think I could go through that again. You two are the only men I want.” She paused for a moment, and a frown knitted her brow. “Don’t think I don’t know what you two did.”
Trey came up behind her and pressed against her. “We didn’t do anything, tesoro mio. And to answer your question, we don’t have any more brothers. You don’t know how happy I was to only have to share you with Troy. Trent is too young to see the things I plan on doing to you.”
Troy snorted. “Now there’s a lie if I ever heard one. You’re just greedy.”
“With a fine woman like her, you bet your ass I am. In this case, four’s a crowd,” Trey retorted.
“Ahem.” Both twins turned to look at Branda. “Let’s get back to Trey’s statement ‘We didn’t do anything.’ You didn’t do anything? How about making me wear a super thin bra and blouse then kissing my wrists in front of all your family. You two knew my nipples would stand out for all to see.” Anger laced her words.
“That was the point. The family needed to see all the proof of the blessing. Don’t be angry, tesoro mio.” Trey’s voice was low and calming.
“Well, it was embarrassing. Don’t do that ever again.” Branda’s words radiated her aggravation.
Troy kissed her cheek with the lightest touch. “We are sorry about embarrassing you, little angel. Now that the family knows you are ours and we are yours that will never happen again.”
Branda sighed, cooling down a little at the sincerity in Troy’s voice. “It’s too personal a reaction to share with a room full of people. Promise you won’t—”
A knock sounded at the door.
Troy groaned then called out, “Just a minute.”
Cason’s voice drifted through the door, “Your mom sent me to tell you three to quit hiding.”
“All right, all right. We’ll be there in a second,” Trey answered in a disgusted growl. His body tensed, showing how unhappy he was at the interruption.
Voice full of mirth, Cason added with delight, “Don’t shoot the messenger. I totally get why you two would want to be alone with Branda in a bedroom. If you need any pointers, just ask. I’ll even give a demonstration if you need me, too.”
“Shut up, Cason!” the twins yelled in sync.
Retreating footsteps and laughter could be heard coming from the hallway.
Troy looked deeply into her eyes. “We are sorry for embarrassing you. We didn’t tell you what would happen because we didn’t want you to stress over what had to be done. The family had to see your reaction to both of us. Now that they have, it will never have to happen again. Do you forgive us? We promise to make it up to you.”