by Savannah May
I set her down on the double daybed in front of the picture window, then pull back the slider so she can look out on the ocean – at least the dark swell of the water.
“Hmm, velvet,” she says, stroking the couch beside her perfect contoured butt cheek. “You guys are full of surprises.”
“You thought we'd be all black leather and chrome?”
“Kind of.”
“We have that in our man cave,” Rhino adds, following behind us with my glass and settling down on one side of Kendall while I take the other.
“That where you have the spanking bench and nipple clamps as well?” she asks.
“Whoa,” I say. “Are you looking for a pair of Mr Grays here?”
“No, not at all. I think that all looked like fun to try once, but I for sure wouldn't have married the guy in that movie,” she tells me.
She raises her head intuitively as I reach out an arm to drape around her so she can use my bicep as her pillow. Then she settles back, wriggling herself into a comfortable position where her skin is touching every part of me. It seems so natural.
Way too fucking natural, the way we're hanging together like we've known each other for a year instead of a day. If every girl I'd ever met had been this fucking gorgeous to fuck and as easy to kick back with, I would have been a one-woman guy all along. But no one ever has, until now.
“Who would you marry?” Rhino asks out of the blue.
He's on his back on the other side of her, also pressed up a close as he can. His hand is resting on her bare hip. His long fingers mere inches from her smooth slit. I know he wants her as crazy much as I do and I'm pretty sure his balls must be burning blue right about now.
One thing about my twin, both of us really, we know how to wait for what we want. And when we see something worth having, we do what it takes to get it.
Chapter Seventeen
Kendall
I'm not a giggly girl usually. At all. But right now I can't help myself, so I'll have to put it down to excessive happiness. I've had all sorts of dates but nothing quite like this. Usually the guy is active as fuck, trying to get you off fast and show he's a real man especially if he's the sort that hits the gym three times a week. All good because I like to be shown a good time.
But then either he leaves or I do. Or if it was really good (and he's not a total douche commitment phobe) we'll pass out in the same bed and wake up to that morning-breath awkwardness.
I've always longed for the kind of hook-up you see in movies. Where I'm sitting at the breakfast bar, wearing his white shirt and nothing else. My hair perfectly tousled rather than matted, making shockingly smart banter while he cooks me an amazing breakfast with mimosas and Nespresso lattes.
Never happens.
Usually I can be found sneaking out into the night when the Uber finally shows and wondering whether I'll even get a text the next day.
And now here I am, sprawled naked on a comfortable chaise, wide as a bed, with a triangle rest at one end to prop us up. Except I'm supported on the strapping arm of one professional skydiver. Compressed between the two hottest twins on the planet. I'm as naked as the day I was born, aside from five inch Louboutins (lucky sale grab) and not remotely thinking of leaving.
“Don't even think about sleeping, Kendall,” Rhino grits into my ear. “I want to fuck your sweet pussy and you won't be able to remember where you're staying when I'm finished with you.”
My heart dances around in my chest. A happy dance, although mixed with a titch of trepidation when I think of how sore I already am and Rhino is at least as big as Hunter.
“I've got to train again tomorrow,” I mewl, with a tiny pout I don't mean at all.
I'm still enjoying being in teasing mode. They're allowing me to believe I could refuse them but I know they'd never let me leave, even if I wanted to. My body is so relaxed from the massive orgasms Hunter drew from me, with some help from his twin and a chaser of mezquila.
“You can jump under me again,” he replies.
“No. If she goes tandem, she goes with me this time,” Hunter tells him.
His muscle tenses against my side so I know he is determined to keep me close. I hope they aren't going to get into any kind of competition because it's been so relaxed up until now.
“Judging by how natural this is for you, I guess you guys have shared a lot of women.”
“It came pretty natural to you too.”
“Oh, no, honest I've never done anything like this. It's just you two are...”
“Did you like it, Kendall?” Hunter wants to know.
“I loved it.”
“Enough of the past tense you guys,” Rhino moans.
I can feel the heat coming off him, the energy starting to course through his veins. My pussy twitches in anticipation and I'm getting wet just knowing that he's going to be grabbing my body before long. Bruised as I am, I can't wait for more of the twins. Because I'm positive Rhino will take me with Hunter as his wing man.
The prospect of two men using my body together again makes me quiver to discover which inventive moves they'll use this time.
“I love it,” I purr, just for his sake.
“Is it something you'd do more than once?” Hunter asks me.
Rhino rolls onto his side to look at me and his opposite hand covers my breast and immediately pulls the rosy bud to standing.
“You mean..you want to..?” I murmur.
Guys don't usually set up the next date before they're done with the first but Hunter is definitely interested in me and that's hot because the feeling is mutual.
“Yeah, I want to.”
Once again it seems so weird to be discussing a potential relationship thing with one guy while another squeezes my breast and tips his head down to tug my nipple between his teeth.
Weird, but so good.
Hunter takes the flute from my hand and sets it down. One glance tells me his cock is already rising up straight to the ceiling for what's next. Both brothers intend to be active participants and my heart races faster. Hunter also rolls to his side facing me.
“You're so beautiful,” he gruffs against my hair, telling me again. His hand slides over my belly between my thighs to stroke one finger along my slit. “And so wet.”
At that, Rhino flies up off the couch and pulls me up with him. It was too much to think I was going to lie sprawled on a chaise like Cleopatra while they amused themselves like a pair of huge Roman gladiators. I reach for Rhino's cock but he won't allow it.
“Get on your knees,” he tells me in a rough voice that sends shivers up my spine.
I've been desperate to take his cock in my mouth ever since I felt it pressing into the underside of my butt cheek as we flew through the air together. That moment I should have been terrified for my life and all I had in mind was lapping his enormous velvet head.
Without a shred of resistance I sink down, but not to my knees. Instead my legs are splayed apart like a tribal washerwoman, exposing my entire pussy mouth. I guess I can't stop teasing these two hunks. It's my attempt to maintain a little equality in the dominance stakes.
Rhino's eyes fill with ravenous hunger as he takes me in. But as I wrap my hand around his root, to direct that powerful pole between my lips, he threads his fingers through my hair and pulls me back up to my feet.
“Oh,” I squeak as I bounce up and my bare pointy breasts rub the length of his solid chest.
I'm still wearing the high heels, because they make me feel even more decadent when lying across a chaise lounge staring at the night ocean with two gorgeous hunks on either side. Rhino now pulls me to him so my flesh crushes against his burning ridged torso and his eyes blaze into mine with a consuming need he can no longer contain.
“I want your wet pussy first,” he grits out. “And I want it right now.”
With that he flips me around to face away from him and pushes me forward so I'm bent across the side of the couch. Hunter is now propped further up the sofa and as I kneel onto t
he side, at an angle to him, my breasts lower toward him. He reaches to grab one and tug the point to his mouth.
I let out a long delicious moan as my body fills with desire yet again and arch my back hard so my lips part and my pussy opening tips up to receive Rhino's gorgeous cock.
Chapter Eighteen
Rhino
I'm almost fucking out of mind with the urge to slam my palms across her cheeks, pull her open and ram all the way inside Kendall's glistening little pussy. How can a woman be this overwhelmingly sexy? Her body is a fucking work of art that should be painted by Renaissance masters and photographed by the best. If only I could hang her on my wall and gaze on her perfect form every single day.
I love to look at a woman's body but Kendall's is off the charts fucking smoking. She's on her knees like I ordered, her ass tipped up to me as my twin sucks each of her gorgeous floating tits then hooks his hand into her hair to tug her lips onto his. He's developed a taste for kissing, my bro. We're both discovering new sides to ourselves this weekend.
Kendall's still moaning lustily and slowly undulating her ass to urge me to fuck her. The perfect uplifted contour of her butt is too much all of a sudden. She's impaled on my brother's mouth still, like she can't get enough of him and a flash of something like the need to win rolls through me. I lift my hand and bring it down on one firm cheek with a resounding clap.
“Oh,” she mewls against Hunter's mouth, a jolt of surprise.
Although round and firm, her butt jiggles from my slap and then her right cheek turns a lovely shade of rose I can't resist. Especially when she circles her pelvis a little, as though begging for more. I slap her again and see the side of her breast jolt with the force. Until Hunter grasps it in his fist to mash her flesh. Still she's kissing him like a girl starved of sustenance.
I pull her hair so her head tips back and her neck stretches, allowing him to push her tits up to his mouth and pull each point between his lips.
“Oh god,” she moans, rolling her hips around like a wash of deep lust has passed through her.
I rain down a hailstorm of spanks on her ass until it's hot under my palm. My fingers glide into her crevasse.
“So fucking wet, Doll Face,” I grit out, holding back my dick from slamming into her ass. I need her so bad I'm likely to hurt her and much as I want her tight hole, I'd never allow her one instant of pain. I'm only about pleasuring this girl.
Hunter's fingers find her clit and together our hands roam expertly through her folds and hollow, rubbing circles, trailing the entire length while changing up the pressure and flow until Kendall starts to shudder.
“You like it rough, Doll Face?”
“She likes it hard,” Hunter gruffs.
His other hand is all over her, stroking her soft curves, pinching her hard points while he runs a finger pad along the length of her clit. Lifting her up for me, but allowing me to bring her closer to the edge.
“I guess I do.”
“Yeah and you're relishing two guys in your mouth and your pussy am I right?”
“It's in...credi...”
She can't get the rest of the word out as I thrust a finger inside her and she gasps for breath, but I feel her. And I also feel her tight pussy gripping my entire length. I need that clench around my cock before I turn fucking blue all over.
“I have never wanted anything like I wanna fuck you.”
I tug her hair a little harder so her head tips back further. Her neck stretches and she tilts her ass up for me like an invitation. I almost fucking blow right then, the sight of her glistening pussy pulsating with need for me.
“But first I need a taste of you,” I growl.
I drop straight to my knees, palm the inside of her tender thighs to pull her further apart, then lay my tongue flat over her opened hole. The tip edges at her hard little triangle point so it twitches and the flat hot part of my tongue covers her pussy mouth.
I hold it there, feeling her quiver in my mouth while her juices run over my tongue and down my jaw. Then I firm up my tongue to trail it firmly, slowly, up the length of her crack. She trembles at the exposure and tenses when I don't stop but keep going all the way up her crevasse, taking my tip to her tightly puckered rear hole and prodding at the entrance.
Once I have her quivering and not sure what to expect, I power up to standing and press my head into her entrance. Feeling the warmth and wetness of her is enough to send me completely insane. She's ready but I want her unsure of what to expect, to keep her on the edge of expectation. Her ass cheeks are still a hot shade of pink which is even more inciting.
So after stroking my head along the length of her rear, I hook under her hips to tilt her up, then thrust into her pussy.
Holy fuck she's fucking tight. Even after my brother half destroyed her pussy, her inner walls are flexing around my length.
She's twitching so irrationally and throwing her head around, so I know she's already about to explode. Then Hunter swivels around beneath where's she bent over so he's upside down, the top of his head at my knees, his face under her glistening clit. He must have her planted on his face, prodding at her bullet point with his tongue, judging by the way she's fast coming completely unraveled.
Her bucking wild motions are enough to send me into a delirium of need.
I rock in and out of her, giving her my entire length. A new invasion of her pussy every time and Kendall grinds back onto me, matching every one of my thrusts. Wanting it as hard as I can give her. So I clamp her hips and pull her back onto me to fuck her hole hard, picking up the pace as she pants and thrashes on Hunters face and finally comes undone. Her juices pour out of her as she squirts onto Hunter's lips and I feel her trickling down my taut balls.
Her pussy length hugs me so tight my explosion tips out of control. I tip back my head with a roar as I unload inside her, filling every corner of her tunnel with my seed, laying claim to her as mine. Just as much as his.
Hunter's on his haunches now. He's kissing Kendall on the mouth between her gasps, extending her lust with a taste of her pussy while he also strums her pulsating clit to pull out every last iota of pleasure from her.
Her aftershocks jolt through her then her body goes as limp as a rag doll. I slide out of her and Hunter lifts her down onto the couch into the crook of his arm. Taking her from me, to nuzzle into his chest. I grab a towel to clean her up a little, keeping her comfortable before climbing on the daybed beside them with my hand on my girl's curvy little hip.
Chapter Nineteen
Kendall
We didn't even make it to the bedroom. I realize that when I wake up and the sun's up on the water, all sparkling just the way I feel deep inside. The guys destroyed me last night, wreaking out every last spasm until I was totally spent. One little squirm and I can tell I'm battered and swollen in the best possible way.
The twins are on either side of me and I'm curled into Hunter's embrace, his morning wood already nudging at my buttock. Rhino's on his back, his hand on my inner thigh, very high up. High enough that the edge of his pinky lays across my slit. So those two are claiming my body from both sides, even while we're sleeping.
I writhe in delicious pleasure and picture the adoration I'm going to receive in a couple of minutes when I wake them up. And then I'll find a shirt, or something to put on that belongs to one of them and sit at the island bar while they make me breakfast.
“Morning, Gorgeous,” Hunter husks against my ear, his cock pulsing into my skin, all hot and demanding.
“Good morning. It's so beautiful out there. Your view is stunning.”
“I like the one I've got right now in here much better,” he says, twisting his wrist to take my entire breast in his heavy hand.
I squirm back into him and Rhino's finger rubs against my clit sending a shower of electric sparks through my battered pussy.
“Enough sweet talk,” he announces, suddenly awake. He climbs up off the couch and then leans in to pull me up and out of Hunter's arms. “We have t
o get to the DZ.”
“Whaaat?” I squeal. “Forget the drop zone. I need to shower. I need clothes. I need breakfast.”
“So needy,” Rhino says and for a moment I think he isn't joking. He means it. What is that?
“I'm showering and you two better not take the other bathroom together. There's no time for that. We need to leave in ten.”
“”Whoa? What happened to him?” I ask as Rhino strides away.
“He's all business on a school day.”
“It's Sunday.”
“Yeah the biggest day of the week. For you, too.”
Hunter ignores the commandment Rhino laid down on us and leads me by the hand to the second bathroom. He turns the faucet in the walk in shower and touches a control panel like a space shuttle programmer. These guys sure did a luxury job on their old fisherman's cabin, as they call it. All modern conveniences of the highest end.
Once he has the right temperature set, he pulls me under the water and into his solid embrace. The feel of his powerful arms around me washes away all my trepidation at the coming day. Even the fact that my boss will be out this afternoon to watch the promotional event – that is, me screaming from ten thousand feet.
Hunter takes the wash, a very expensive brand with a heady floral scent I'm assuming isn't for his personal use, and lathers it up. Then he soaps me all over, taking time to massage my breasts before rinsing the soap away to gently wash my swollen lips.
Even battered, my clit still perks at his touch, ready for more of his beautiful cock which is standing up like a soldier on parade. I scoop some of the suds up and wrap his perfect length in both palms so that his eyelids shut in a kind of ecstasy. Yeah, even battered, I still want him inside me, stretching me with his generous girth, eliciting that amazing sensation of being filled that makes me tremble for him.
“Baby, we can't do this now.”
“Boo,” I pout with a joke of a pout.
I know he'll be pleased to know I want him. Whereas his brother seems to be done with me.
“I don't have anything to wear,” I say, once he's dried me off with a white towel reminiscent of a puffy cloud.