by Bella Blake
Then his hands are at my own pants, tugging them down over my ass. I lift up, as much as I can anyway, and kick them off. I steal a look over at Hugh, who’s still sleeping, and I think about waking him up, bringing him into this.
Chase steals my attention back as he slips further down my body, shucking his pants off until he’s finally naked. His hands wrap around my hips as he kneels between my legs, and then he’s tugging my underwear off. As soon as I’m stripped bare, he dips his face between my thighs and his mouth is on me.
I squeeze my eyes shut, grabbing his hair with both hands and biting my lip to stop a loud moan from escaping. Chase licks and tongues me with just as much enthusiasm and intensity as the way he kissed me. I’m already on fire just from touching and kissing him, and now his talented efforts are pushing me dangerously close to the fastest orgasm I’ve ever had.
Right before I tip over the edge, Chase slows down.
I swallow a needy moan and roll my hips, wanting those fast, feverish strokes of his tongue to put me into orbit. Instead, he guides my legs over his shoulders and reaches his arms around my thighs to my hips, pinning me to the floor.
When he slips two fingers into me, I buck against his hand, but he holds me down as he finger-fucks me, all the while slowly licking and teasing me, sending ripples of pleasure through my body.
I’m a shuddering mess, and I have no idea how I’m going to stay quiet for much longer. My legs are quivering as I thrust my hips against the weight of Chase’s arm. I let go of his hair, bringing my hands up to cup my breasts and play with my nipples.
My breath is heavy as I try to contain everything he’s doing to me, but when his fingers speed up and his lips close around my clit with a renewed urgency, I shatter.
I let out a series of soft keening moans as my stomach tightens and my thighs tremble. The intense climax rocks me, and I bite my bottom lip, my spine arching so hard my shoulders come off the ground as my head tilts back.
“This, without a doubt, is the greatest thing to ever wake up to.”
Hugh’s voice startles me, and a chill runs over my body, before becoming heated once more, gathering where Chase is still fingering me slowly, pressing soft kisses to the inside of my legs.
“Morning,” I whisper as I turn my head to Hugh.
He blinks as though he’s convinced he might be dreaming, his eyes roaming across my naked body with an approving smile on his lips as his twin plays with my pussy. I reach out for Hugh, wrapping my hand around the back of his neck, and he moves toward me eagerly. He kisses me slowly, as if savoring every touch of our tongues, every caress of our lips.
As amazing as Chase is making me feel, I need Hugh, too.
My morning orgasm has only heightened my desire for them both. It’s primed me for more, and I want it right now. I can’t think of a better way to start our day.
We break apart and I let go of Hugh to pinch the shoulder of his shirt pointedly. “You’re overdressed.”
I feel Chase’s breath run over my stomach as he snorts. “Yeah, brother,” he teases. “You’re lagging behind, you sleepy fuck.”
Hugh growls as he sits up and undresses faster than I thought anyone was capable of. When he notices my surprised expression, he grins and winks.
“Gotta learn how to be quick with my job,” he says with a smirk, “before someone else steals all the glory.”
He reaches over and thwacks his brother on the back of the head lightly for good measure. Chase lets out a long-suffering sigh before pressing one last kiss against my clit, making me shiver, as he slides his fingers from me.
As soon as his brother is out of the way, Hugh practically tackles me in an embrace before scooping me up and rolling me on top of him. I scramble into his lap, his cock already at full mast and trapped between our bodies.
“Now, how about I make up for sleeping in, hmm?” he suggests.
“Mmm, I like this plan,” I say, stroking a hand down his chest.
I can’t help but notice the scratches on his body—probably from the brutal landing he had, and then the hard climb up the side of the cliff. They’re similar to the cut marks on Chase’s arm, from when he saved me during the rockslide by grabbing onto a tree, even though the rough bark cut into his skin. Neither of them seem the least bit bothered by their injuries and somehow, seeing evidence of their toughness etched across their skin only serves to make them hotter.
A double scoop of rugged mountain men?
Yes, please. I grind against Hugh, and the way his top lip pulls up with a sexy snarl makes my stomach do a slow somersault of anticipation.
But a second later, he squeezes his eyes shut as if in agony. “Shit. No condoms.”
I’m tempted to tell him about my IUD and suggest we just go for it, condoms or not, because the thought of stopping now makes me die a little inside. But just as I open my mouth, Chase comes to the rescue.
“I’ve got you,” he says, reaching for his pack.
His hand disappears inside, and he pulls out a small, clear waterproof box. Inside, sitting among assorted first aid supplies, are several square foil packets.
I stare at him, blinking as he holds one up with a triumphant smile. “You carry condoms in your first aid kit? You know, if it all goes to hell, that’s not really the way to repopulate the Earth.”
Chase huffs with a playful grin. “True—but condoms are actually a pretty brilliant thing to keep with your survival gear.”
That earns him a dubious squint from me. “Yeah, right. I’ve heard it all, now.”
He laughs at my expression. “No, I swear. They can be used for all sorts of stuff, especially if you get the unlubricated kind, like these. A makeshift water pouch, a waterproof sleeve to keep matches dry, and even as a tourniquet, if it comes to that. Or blow some air into it like a balloon and use it as a fishing float. Hell, they’ll even burn really hot, to help start a fire.”
“Okay, MacGyver, you can give survival lessons later,” Hugh says in a gruff, impatient voice as he snatches the foil packet out of his brother’s hand. “Right now, there’s a very naked, very sexy lady straddled across my lap, so shut the fuck up.”
Chase’s eyes drag up my body, making me squirm excitedly under his heated gaze. He holds his palms up, relinquishing the debate. “You win.”
Hugh turns his attention on me, and I grind against his cock, needy. He wraps a hand around the back of my neck and pulls me to him, kissing me hard, his tongue sweeping against mine with urgency.
When he breaks from my lips, he eyes the foil packet in his hand. “Unlubricated, huh? I don’t think that’s going to be a problem.”
Hugh grabs onto my hips and rocks his pelvis, dragging his thick cock against me, the silken moisture of my orgasm coating him, making it easy to roll the condom onto his thick erection. Once he has it in place, he repeats the movements, pushing and pulling on my hips to rub his cock underneath me.
He’s teasing me just as much as his brother was, drawing out the moment like he wants to savor the heat between us before moving on to the next part. But I’ve been ready since last night when they first pressed me between them and made me come.
I’m aching to have him inside me and can’t handle another moment of foreplay. I raise up to position his sheathed cock at my entrance, and he takes over, his firm hands on my sides, guiding me down onto him.
Little gasps escape my lips as he penetrates me. It feels so fucking good having his thick cock inside my pussy.
I wiggle my hips, loving the delicious sensation of fullness as he pushes me down until he’s buried deep. His cock throbs at my movements and he lets out a groan, his hands squeezing my ass, a snarl of pleasure on his lips.
Hugh slides his hands up to my shoulders and pulls me down to his chest, kissing me as he wraps his arms around my back. He holds me tight, his embrace possessive and hungry, but he thrusts gently, eliciting a soft moan from me, and I melt against his hard body.
All thoughts of how stiff and sore I was w
hen I awoke this morning are gone. It’s as if their touch has chased away the pain, and now my body is full of the kind of deep, primal ache only they can soothe.
Hugh’s tormenting me with his gentle, slow thrusts. He’s probably trying to pace himself, especially since we’ve all been so worked up since last night, but I can’t hold back.
I need more of him, even if it’s quick and dirty.
I break free of his hold and push up from his chest, placing my hands on his shoulders, then begin rocking my body against his, hard and fast. His breath quickens and he groans, his gaze fixated on me as I ride him. My eyes slide shut, and my nipples grow into stiff peaks, shivers of ecstasy running through me.
The world surrounding us might be thick with fire and smoke, but right now all that matters is us, our pleasure, our need for each other. Leaning back, I brace myself on Hugh’s thighs, my breasts bouncing gently as I pick up speed.
“Fuck, yes,” he says in a low tone, his voice thrumming with pleasure.
His fingers dig into my ass and he lets out a growl, his hips rising rhythmically to match my movements, spurring me on.
Chase moves closer and flicks his tongue against my nipples hungrily, one then the other, sucking them into his mouth as I ride his brother. His hand grazes down my stomach to my swollen clit, massaging me there with a light touch. I moan loudly for them both, no longer needing to be quiet, free to fully express the pleasure they’re giving me.
“Damn, I love the sounds you make,” Chase says. He slides his hands around my back and pulls me upright, seizing my mouth with his.
Hugh doesn’t miss a beat and takes over, thrusting into me firmly as his brother devours me with kisses. My breath is a mixture of gasps and moans, and Chase captures my lips each time I make a sound, as though he wants to immerse himself in my pleasure.
It’s a heady combination, having Hugh’s thick cock inside me, his hands digging into my ass with primal lust, while his twin showers me with passionate attention.
I never imagined it could be this good, to have two men pleasuring me at once.
“My turn,” Chase says matter-of-factly, as though he has an invisible timer and it just dinged. His lips drag across my shoulder, tickling me and making me grin.
“The hell it is,” Hugh says with a fight in his voice, even as he slows his thrusts. “I’m not finished here.”
I can tell Chase is desperately impatient to be with me, and maybe even a little worried that once Hugh is done, I’ll be done, too. I get it—Hugh was the one who had his fingers buried in me last night, and even though Chase got things started this morning, Hugh somehow claimed first dibs.
“I’ve got an idea,” I tell Hugh as I lift my hips and slide off his cock.
I ease off him and take a position on all fours, pulling my hair to one side as I lean over him. He gets the gist of what I’m going for and whisks the condom off faster than the speed of light.
It’s damn hard to concentrate with Chase nestling between my legs behind me, a thrill of anticipation shooting up my spine as he runs his firm hands over every inch of me. He’s exactly where I want him, and so is Hugh.
Two cocks at the same time? Hell, yes.
I bend over further, surprising Hugh with how I quickly take his cock in my mouth. He groans and flexes his thighs as I suck down on him.
Behind me, Chase’s hands leave my hips, and I hear another foil packet being quietly opened. I wiggle my ass, encouraging him to hurry up, because I need him inside me, filling me with his thickness.
The head of his cock presses against my entrance and I draw in a breath, ready to experience what he has to offer. He slides in, stretching me, just like Hugh did.
I used to wonder if twins had identical cocks or if there are subtle differences, but I’m too consumed with pleasure to care about details right now. To my immense pleasure, I’m discovering that both of their cocks are magnificent—and my vibrator is a poor substitute for either of them.
Each time Chase thrusts, I take Hugh all the way in my mouth, going as deep as I can. One hand grips the base of his cock while my other cups his balls, gently playing with them. I love how the muscles of his stomach flex and the way his breath quickens as I go down on him, over and over.
Having both of them in me at the same time is an exquisite version of the bliss I felt waking up between them. Every stroke of their cocks, every touch of their hands, every caress of their lips convinces me that these men were meant for me.
It seems more than just physical, what’s happening between us. There’s a satisfaction in our union that goes beyond the gratification of sex.
It’s only been two days that I’ve known Chase, less for his brother. But something squeezes deep in my chest, whispering to me as their hands stroke my heated skin and we pleasure each other.
Maybe it’s the dire situation surrounding us amplifying things, or I’m euphoric from their touch, but in this moment, it’s like we’ve always been a part of each other and we were just waiting to meet. That every choice we’ve made was to lead us here, to this watch tower, so that we can be together as we’re meant to be.
Chase’s thrusts begin to grow harsher as he chases his orgasm, and the renewed effort pushes me closer to my second. It’s like Hugh can read my body as he reaches under me, his fingers slipping between my legs to tease circles around my clit.
His own thighs are hard, flexing, as I feel his balls tighten in my hand, his cock growing stiff as steel. We’re all tumbling into ecstasy, ready to fall like dominoes.
Hugh breaks first, letting out a low moan as he comes in my mouth. His hand curls around a fistful of hair—holding me there as he savors the sensation of my tongue and lips drawing out every last drop of his climax. I swallow him down greedily, teasing his cock until he’s gasping.
He pays me back by doubling-down on his attention between my legs, his fingers engaged in a wanton torture of my swollen clit. It throbs under his touch, and a delicious tension gathers strength until it explodes through me.
I pull my lips away from his stiff erection as he pushes me over the edge. I come hard on Chase’s cock, rocking back into him as my moans echo in the barren room.
“Goddamn, woman,” he groans as my pussy clenches down and my body shakes.
His grip on me tightens and I feel his thick shaft pulse inside me as I ride out my orgasm. Chase pulls out with a groan and I see the condom get tossed a second later. We’re of the same mind as I push my ass higher into the air and wiggle my hips. I’m rewarded with a deep, guttural growl as Chase comes on my ass.
I glance at him over my shoulder, grinning with wild satisfaction. Chase’s expression lights up with amusement as he eyes the erotic decoration he just gave me.
“Damn, that’s a lot. And it was fast,” he says, a sense of awe in his tone. “What kind of magic spell do you have me under?”
“You’re accusing me?” I ask, my voice going up an octave in a playful denial. “I’ve not even had a bite of breakfast yet, and you two have already made me come twice.”
Hugh shrugs unapologetically, but his smile is wide. “I’m not even the slightest bit sorry about that.”
“Me, either. You know, I bet we can make it five times before lunch,” Chase says, a cocky challenge in his expression.
“I have no doubts,” I tell him with a laugh, raising my eyebrows in appreciation of their handiwork. “But right now, I just want to cuddle.”
Chase nods and turns to dig in his backpack until he finds some hand wipes, then he cleans the damning evidence off my skin.
Hugh sits up and reaches for the t-shirt he stripped off earlier. He holds it up to me and gestures for me to lift my hands. I do, and he guides the shirt down my arms.
It dwarfs me as it drapes across my frame, but it’s absolutely perfect. I wrap my arms around my body, hugging the material to me. It smells like him—masculine and woodsy, with a hint of spicy cologne.
He reclines against the floor, smiling at the sight of me
dressed in nothing but his t-shirt. “Come here,” he orders, patting the space beside him.
I move up over to him and he grabs me, sliding me on top of him until I’m laying prone on his chest, and he wraps his arms around my shoulders. Chase flops down beside us, his forehead covered in sweat, and gives me the sweetest lopsided grin.
“Definitely one of my top three mornings ever,” he declares with a contented sigh.
I suppress a smile and lift a wary eyebrow at him, instead. “Oh? And dare I ask what the other two mornings were like?” I do my best to look suspicious and petulant, but it’s hard to pull off with a glow on my skin and bliss in my heart.
Hugh’s chest moves with a huff of silent laughter as he looks over at his brother. “Walked right into that bear trap, didn’t you?” He gives his twin a shit-eating grin, as though he can’t wait to see Chase try to dig himself out of trouble.
Chase lets out a long sigh as if trying to remember something and then he shrugs, turning his hands up in defeat. “You know,” he admits, “I don’t even know what the other two would be. They’re clearly not up to this level.”
“Good save,” I say with a laugh, reaching out to stroke a hand across his cheek.
He takes my hand and brings it to his mouth, kissing my fingers tenderly, his intense blue eyes fixed on me. I meet his gaze and what I see there makes a lump form in my throat. I’m sure Hugh can feel my breath catch and my heart beating wildly in my chest.
As though he’s experiencing the same upswell of emotions, Hugh’s arms tighten around me, his fingers running through my hair. I snuggle against him and squeeze Chase’s hand as we continue to gaze at each other.
Let the whole world burn down around us if it needs to.
This right here, these two guys—this is my paradise.
11
HUGH
I kneel in the middle of the small room, my eyes roaming over the items laid out in front of me. Soft grey early morning light filters in through the windows, brightening the tower station enough that I can start an inventory of the supplies we have left.