by Lucia Jordan
“I have had some chef training, I’ll admit,” R.J. said as he sat down to enjoy the latest course with them. “Cooking is one of the things I love to do in my spare time – limited as it is. And everyone knows I like to master anything I put my mind to.”
“I told you he was a genius,” Ethan said with a good-natured grin. “Stop, R.J. You’re really making your big brother look bad for not being able to whip up even a decent crème brûlée.”
“Ah, but then this big brother of mine has the business acumen of a fiend,” R.J. said, holding his glass of wine up to Ethan in a cheerful salute. “Ethan just seems to know how to turn even the most deteriorating enterprise around. He acquires companies that look down on their luck and makes them into something incredible. He’s earned countless billions that way. I mean, look at that publishing firm he takes so seriously. It was about to be history before Ethan came along, bought it over and took the reins.”
Ethan lifted his hands in surrender. “Okay, now we really have to stop before Hailey thinks we’re trying to sway her by calling attention to our undeniable qualities.”
Hailey hid a giggle behind her glass as she took a sip. “I can imagine that any girl would be over the moon if she had not one, but two gorgeous and successful men vying to impress her,” she said lightly, and felt both pairs of eyes turn to her.
“But we want to do more than impress you. I hope you know that,” R.J. said, the humor replaced by an intense, yet tender expression. “You haven’t known me as long as Ethan, but I’m sure you can tell I want this just as badly as my brother does. You’re the one, Hailey. You’re the woman we want to be with. It might take getting used to, but we’ll both be there to guide you every step of the way.”
“And don’t forget it’s a new experience for us, too,” Ethan added, drawing her gaze. “We’ve never asked a woman to carry our child before. We’ve certainly never met a woman we’d want to do that with, together. Never found a woman that stirred our hearts they way you do. I was engaged for a brief period just months ago. I’d long given up hope I’d ever find that special someone that could be just as good with R.J. Was it any surprise that the engagement didn’t last? She wasn’t the one, in any way. But like R.J. said, you are. In every way there is.”
Hailey took another gulp of wine, if only to break the laser-like pull of Ethan’s gaze. “I think…I think I’m stuffed. I couldn’t eat another mouthful,” was her way of reply, as she sent R.J. a regretful look. “Everything was so delicious I must have overdone it.”
“Ok, we can save the rest of later. Besides, something tells me we all have other appetites to worry about,” R.J. said, his trademark rakish grin slashing white across his handsome face.
“I know that’s right,” Ethan gruffed, causing Hailey to look his way again. She found his brown eyes smoldering as he added to her, “I bet if I put a hand up your dress right now, you’d be as wet as a sponge.”
“Let’s find out, shall we?” murmured R.J., before leaning closer to Hailey and slipping underneath her hem to the top of her thighs which parted at his touch.
Hailey was speechless and motionless. How quickly had the theme changed! Now her whole being was centered on the ache that had built up and stirred within her for days. Both men sat close on either side of her at the intimately small dining table. If she just reached out a hand, she could touch either of them. But she was frozen in her seat, mesmerized by R.J’s fingers now probing past the side of her lacy panties.
“Fuck, she’s drenched,” R.J. groaned, dipping past her swollen folds and sinking two fingers, palm up, into the walls of her cunt. She gasped out loud.
Her head fell back as her eyelids began to feel too heavy to hold themselves up. Distractedly, she noted that it was Ethan’s hands brushing the hair from her left shoulder as he bent close to kiss the curve of her neck.
“You haven’t come all this while, have you?” he asked softly against her skin, his lips firm and warm as they trailed wetly along her exposed collarbone.
“No,” she said, shuddering when she felt R.J’s fingers hook and thrust against her inner magic spot. Meanwhile, Ethan’s tender lips seared straight through her skin and made her whimper softly. His hand slipped down the low neck of her bodice to cup a breast. He stroked her rhythmically, rolling her nipple in his fingers like a knob. She arched her spine, shocked by the waves of arousal rising up sky-high about to overcome her.
“Good girl,” Ethan said deeply. “Because we’re just as hard and ready for you, Hailey. And we’re going to make up for every second that you waited and wanted to have us both inside you.”
Oh my…good heavens me. Hailey couldn’t seem to stop trembling at Ethan’s words. All at once the memory of that first night came rushing back and she felt like she was ready to gush upon R.J.s steadily shafting fingers. His tongue flicked in her ear, hot and tempting. She let out a ragged breath, feeling her breast grow heavier in Ethan’s fondling palm.
“Maybe we should give her a teaser, R.J. I think she deserves a quick little treat for being so obedient and waiting,” Ethan husked, tugging down the edge of her bodice and scooping a tit from its lacy cup.
“I think so too,” R.J replied, his voice a low, sexy whisper in Hailey’s ear. “Relax, baby. Just let go for us. We want to see you come like never before.”
Well that won’t take much doing, Hailey thought in a daze. Already she could hear her own juices sucking on R.J.’s fingers noisily. Ethan’s mouth descended on her nipple and this added stimulation in her frenzied condition proved volatile. She moaned hoarsely, falling back against the chair like she was boneless. Her legs parted wider as R.J’s thumb brushed over her clitoris in time with his fast fingers fucking in and out of her shivering, wet cunt.
“Your body is so sexy, kitten,” Ethan said in that voice that throbbed and vibrated around her nipple playing within his mouth. “Look how hungry we are for you…how we want to simply devour you. Why would you think we’d ever want to risk letting you go? We’d want this for keeps.”
“And we’d want it exclusively,” R.J. added, his words thick with his own lust. “No one else will get to touch you like this but us, baby. You drive us mad, Hailey. All we want is to fill you up again and again till we have our seed planted deep inside you. You’ve given so much already but now we want to share that ultimate treasure your body has to give. We want it all…”
Words jumbled with moans and sobs as Hailey got lost in the pleasure of her lovers’ touch. They were skilled at switching on all her buttons. Ethan knew just how to suck and lap at her nipple to bring the sweetest sensation to the surface, making her nub hard and achy with desire. And R.J. certainly knew just the right depth and speed to make that fingerfuck get felt in her very core. Her vaginal wall contracted around him; her clit swelled and hardened beneath his tweaking thumb. It was all a fantastic embroidery of pleasure. Before she knew it, she was fisting a hand in R.J.’s hair and tugging his mouth close for a hot, heady kiss. Moments later, she broke away to yank Ethan up from her breast to meld their mouths and tongues with an equal passion.
R.J. drew his fingers out of her pussy, not giving her a chance to protest as he quickly laid a moist middle finger against her clit and whizzed. Hailey lost it. Her lips parted wide against Ethan’s as she erupted in countless pieces of bliss. It had all taken place in less than ten minutes but the impact was the fiercest ever. She just couldn’t seem to stop coming. She bucked and shook and her whole frame felt like it would dissolve into a mass of jelly.
She heard their words of love cooing in her ear, felt the tender touch of their hands as they lifted her. It was all a blur behind her eyelids where the fireworks were still bursting. Moments later she felt the soft firmness of the mattress dipping beneath her, and her head rolled back, the breath feathering from her parted lips.
It felt like eons later but it was only a few minutes when she finally blinked her eyes open. She couldn’t help but heave a deep sigh of delight when she found her lovers wai
ting, naked, on either side of her. They seemed to be waiting for her go-ahead before they did the same for her and took off her clothes.
“I’m a bit overdressed for this encounter, don’t you think?” she purred, back to her temptress self as she looked at Ethan and then R.J. The identical looks of feral desire on their faces was enough to make her pussy surge with fresh blood and fresh need.
As they peeled off her clothes, she reached for their straining erections. Her hands closed around one throbbing shaft and then the other. The excitement of laying claim to two magnificently hard cocks gave Hailey such a power trip. They were her men, her lovers, her cocks. And tonight, they would bring her so much pleasure…
*
Hailey had to admit that there was something about the English countryside that brought out the young girl in her. The type that would want to run barefoot through the high grass, chasing butterflies. Well, considering how heavy she now was, running after butterflies was out of the question. She could manage a quick waddle though…
Laughing at herself, she drew in a refreshing breath, and then gave a slight start when she heard R.J’s voice behind her.
“Such a beautiful sound, your laughter,” he said, his voice warm and sexy as he drew up close behind her. His hands fell lightly and possessively over the generous mound of her belly. “It makes me happy to know you’re happy. You like it here, don’t you?”
“I absolutely adore it!” she cried, turning her face slightly and lifting her chin so she could kiss his descending lips. “I’m happy we chose to stay here at the country home you both own. It’s so scenic and close to nature. And of course, no other neighbor or house for miles and miles!”
As R.J. chuckled, Hailey thought of the first time she’d seen the expansive grounds, at least twenty five acres surrounding a beautifully refurbished and restored farmhouse, cottages and substantial outbuildings. She’d been awed by the sheer size of the place and the picturesque quality of the landscape. And then she’d gone inside and felt sure she’d never want to leave – ever.
Everything had been designed with a family in mind. There was the immense, modern-fitted kitten that still kept the air of old country. In fact, every room in the house maintained its original English essence. Hailey had walked into the room prepared as a nursery and tears had stood in her eyes. Ethan and R.J. had come looking for her half an hour later to find her still standing in the beautiful, gazing around and touching everything with tender, awed fingers.
Now she placed her hands on R.J.’s covering her belly. Three months still to go and she felt like she looked ready to pop any second. She already knew she was having twins though she didn’t know the sex of the babies. Ethan and R.J. had agreed that they all should wait till delivery to know for sure.
Just then, Ethan appeared, making his way easily over the high ground leading up to their home. He had his rifle over one shoulder and some shot game in his other hand. He saw Hailey and R.J, and a happy grin broke over his face.
“Lunch!” he declared, raising his arm and lifting the birds he’d got. Hailey made a little face. She did get squeamish on occasion but didn’t want to ruin Ethan’s obvious pleasure at catching something.
Hailey lifted her lips from his kiss and saw him look down fondly at her belly. “You look more beautiful every day,” he said, eyes smoky with admiration and love.
“Thank you,” Hailey breathed, resting back on the balls of her feet while still gazing up at him. This picture would have seemed strange to onlookers. A woman heavily pregnant, in the arms of one man while another kissed her, both men having the same air of proprietorship over the woman in their midst.
Now more than ever, Hailey understood the need for the slight seclusion the country home offered. Away from prying eyes, safe from wagging tongues. In the past few months Hailey had finished the sequel to her first book and started on two more stand-alone stories. She’d held back the talks with a few studio heads wanting to buy the rights to her bestselling books. During the time she’d been here in the British countryside, either Ethan or R.J. would have to leave on some pressing business or engagement. But she was never left alone at the house; there was always one of her attentive and devoted lovers to keep her secure.
And every day, she grew more delighted in her decision to do this…
It had been on that night six months ago when they’d made love to her like the world would come to an end…When they’d kissed and licked on every inch of her till she’d melted like an ice cream cone.
And then suddenly Hailey remembered the exact time when she’d made up her mind. That same night, after dinner when they’d carried her up to bed. And just before they fell into each other with hungry abandon, she’d gazed at them both and asked them how much they wanted her to carry their baby. Hailey had told herself that she needed to understand how important it was to them, because it was already so very important to her.
“We want to start a family,” Ethan had said simply. “It’s something we’ve dreamed of for a long time. Having a baby, sharing a close-knit component. I’m not sure you ever knew this, but R.J. and I were orphans. We never knew our parents. All we had was each other. We grew up in different homes, always separated because we weren’t adopted by the same families. As we grew up, we swore we’d find a way to stay close. And that if we had a family, we’d share that, too. We never wanted to be apart again. And with you…we feel it can be the picture perfect home filled with love and beauty. We know we’re ready to share it all with you. The question now remains if you feel the same way. Are you ready, Hailey?”
Hailey had been too choked with emotion to speak. So she’d chosen to first communicate with her body. Drawing them both to her, she took the time to tease and please them as they’d done her; working them both and herself as well into a feverish level of sensual abandon.
And then once she was prepared, as soon as she was practically panting for them, they claimed her.
As ever the sensation of those two immense, spectacularly hard cocks deep inside her holes drove her wild. She was their woman and they took possession of her body in a way no man ever had or would again.
Buried to the hilt inside her, they’d kissed her all over in the places they could reach, their hands molding her breasts, rubbing on her clit…branding her flesh with their touch. She couldn’t remember much else of what had passed that night, but she did remember screaming at one point for them to fill her up with their cum, to plant their seeds deep inside her. She was ready, she told them at last, over and over. She’d always been ready.
“Looks like I’m stuck with cooking, again,” R.J. half-joked as they all three turned to go back into the house. “Which only seems fair since you brought in the game. But soon, Ethan, you’re going to have to take up some serious kitchen duty.”
“Hey, I can chop a few vegetables, do a bit of the prepping for you if you have to make such a fuss about it,” Ethan growled, though he was grinning. They headed for the kitchen and Hailey laughed softly.
“Well, considering how you botched that up the last time Ethan, maybe you should leave well enough alone,” she said, her tone kind and teasing. “But then again, if you need to keep busy, you can as well help massage my aching feet.”
“I’m glad to be of use for something,” Ethan said wryly, as he swung her easily into his arms.
“Alright you two, out so I can start up with lunch. But hey…no hanky panky. No starting anything without me,” R.J. joked, already reaching for an apron.
Hailey looked over Ethan’s shoulder with a mischievous smile for R.J. “Maybe lunch can wait, master chef. It just so happens I need a backrub to go with that foot massage. I’ll be quite happy to have my two hunks seeing to my comfort right now.”
The laugh rumbling in Ethan’s chest was echoed by the throaty chuckle passing through R.J.’s lips as just as quickly, he was flinging the apron off again. Their beautiful princess was in need of some serious indulgence and no way could they refuse her…
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br /> Spectacular Stranger Series
Book 1: Spectacular Stranger I
Chapter One
Kelly looked at the creamy wedding gown, which lay crumpled up, lying on the living room floor where she had stripped it off. It looked forlorn and rejected, just like she felt inside. The lace and silk felt rough and spoiled against her fingers and she longed to tear up the garment, to get rid of it forever, as though the very presence of it was poisoning her house, her life.
Jake’s betrayal was still fresh - it cut through her heart like a knife and she almost doubled over with the remembered pain slashing inside her chest, but instead she straightened her shoulders, flicked her dramatic red hair over her shoulder and determinedly walked towards her wedding dress, looking down on what remained of her big day.
She pictured herself in it, laughing and giddily happy waiting for him to arrive at the church, and she felt like a fool. Maybe she had deserved this; if she was honest with herself, she knew she had forced him into marrying her, but surely that had been for his own good – for the good of both of them, right?
Kelly had met Jake in high school and they had been inseparable ever since. They had done all the traditional things – the graduation photos, the vacation together and even losing their respective virginities to one another.
As time went on, and they got older, Kelly began to wonder if and when she was to move in with Jake, to share his life and become his wife, maybe even become the mother of his children. But time marched on and at twenty eight years old, Kelly had finally realized that he had no intentions of proposing to her - not in the near future, and maybe not at all. So she had done what she had thought was the perfect solution. She gave Jake an ultimatum; either marry her or let her go.
His answer had come instantly, desperately: he wanted to marry her. He had taken hold of her hands and looked into her eyes as he said so. And like a chump, she had believed him. But, now as she thought over it, she knew he had just done what was right after 10 long years in a relationship with her. It was a pity he had failed to show up at their wedding and sent her a text instead. She remembered the words perfectly; they were etched into her brain, as they were permanently saved into her phone. She daren’t erase the message, as if saving it would somehow make it all better again.