Mark sucked her already-tight nipple into his mouth and slid his teeth lightly across the sensitive flesh. Becca moaned and arched her back, wanting and needing more. He repeated the process on her other nipple while pinching the neglected one. She would have come off the bed if she hadn’t been held down so firmly. Travis lifted his head.
“Her nipples are very sensitive. We’ll have to buy some clamps for her. She’ll love those.”
Becca groaned at the thought of tight clamps on her breasts. She had fantasized about them since Cassie had told a story about them at one of their Monday-night dinners.
Mark laughed. “I think she likes the idea. I don’t have any clamps, but let’s see if we can pretend.”
Just as Mark’s teeth clamped down on her nipple, Travis slipped a finger inside her clenching pussy. She tightened her muscles around him as he moved his finger in and out before adding a second. He swirled his fingers and found her sweet spot. He rubbed the swollen flesh and closed his mouth over her clit.
Mark paused in worrying her nipple with his teeth. “Time to come, baby. Come for me and Trav.”
She couldn’t have stopped if she wanted to. Her climax came over her like a tidal wave, strong and unforgiving. It seemed to lift her from the bed and throw her back down. She felt her body go taut, and then wave after wave tore through her. She fought for breath and then let go, the pleasure running over her until she was wrung out. Her eyes fluttered open to see her two handsome men with triumphant grins.
Her mouth twisted into a wry smile. “Feeling very proud of yourself, aren’t you? What do you have planned for act two?”
Travis leaned over her and kissed her, letting his tongue sweep over hers. She tasted herself and then tasted only him. She pulled him closer and let her hands twist in his silky brown hair. She protested when he broke the kiss to pull open the nightstand.
“Act two is going to be you getting a good, hard fucking from me and Mark.”
Oh, goody. Bring it on.
* * * *
Travis snagged two condoms from the bedside table and threw one to Mark. He handed his to Becca and then hopped off the bed, pulling his shirt over his head.
“Mark and I have been together for years and don’t use these with each other, but we didn’t want to assume anything with you.”
Becca levered up on her elbows watching Travis shuck his clothes.
“I’m not on the pill. I haven’t had any reason to be on it for quite a while. I had my yearly exam in January. I don’t have any diseases.”
Mark gave her a smile. “We just want you to feel comfortable. Trav and I have always used condoms with anyone but each other. We’ve been tested and we’re clean. If you’re not on the pill, we’ll use the condoms.”
Travis pushed his boxer shorts down, and Becca drank in the sight of his muscled body and impressive cock. He wasn’t as tan as Mark nor as lean. His torso was wide and his stomach just as flat. His arms were huge and his thighs massive. She vaguely remembered them saying Travis liked to ride his bike. His cock was thick and long with a slight curve. It was beefier than Mark’s, and she gulped, wondering what it would feel like inside her. Mark’s cock had appeared daunting enough. She hadn’t been with anyone in quite a while.
“Uh, guys, I haven’t done this in a while, and you are, well…”
Travis plucked the condom packet from her fingers and tore it open with his teeth.
“I’ll take it slow, honey. We’ll fit just fine.”
Travis leaned over her and brushed his lips lightly against hers. She was undone by the tender look on his face. His dominant nature was still apparent but was wrapped up in so much care and gentleness she couldn’t be fearful. Instead, she relaxed and let him take control, safe in the knowledge he would indeed take care of her.
His condom-covered cock brushed at her entrance. She was wet and ready, but he took his time, rubbing the head from opening to clit as he licked and nipped at her sensitive nipples.
“Travis, oh please, fuck me! I need you now!”
Their eyes met and held as he slowly pushed his cock inside her. He was big, and for a moment her muscles didn’t want to give way. He paused and let her exhale and consciously relax. His face was a taut mask of control, and he began pushing forward again. She was drenched with cream and his cock now slid in easily. He held her gaze as he thrust in to the hilt. He stopped, letting her body get used to his invasion. Pleasure curled inside her and arousal built at being this full of cock. Her body was screaming to move. She raked her fingernails down his muscled back.
He began to move, slowly at first. He pulled almost all the way out then slammed back home, sending frissons of pleasure through her belly, cunt, and clit. She dug her heels into the mattress and met each thrust with her pelvis, loving the way he rubbed her clit each time. Soon they were panting and groaning as their bodies found the rhythm they both needed.
“Come for me, baby.”
Travis’s hand reached between them, rubbing small circles around her swollen and sensitive clit. It only took a moment and she was flying apart. Her cunt clamped down on his cock and she was shaking with the intensity of her orgasm. He thrust one last time inside her before tensing. The veins on his neck stood out and he gritted his teeth. He muttered a filthy word, and then she could feel his cock jerking inside of her. It sent minishudders through her pussy, leaving her breathless.
He lay on her for a moment before pulling reluctantly from her. He gave her a last tender kiss before turning her over to Mark. Travis disappeared into the bathroom, and Mark began running his hands all over her already-sensitized skin. It made her shudder with pleasure, and he chuckled softly in her ear.
“I don’t think it will take much more to send you over again, will it, sweetie?”
* * * *
Mark’s cock was hard enough to pound nails. Between her teasing foreplay and gentle biting from earlier, then watching Travis fuck her into oblivion, he knew he wouldn’t last long. Perhaps he should give her the reins this time. It might cool him down a little. He stretched out on the bed and patted his stomach.
“You’re in control of this one. Saddle up and ride, baby.”
To his surprise, Becca didn’t seem enthused.
“Well, I’ve just never been very good at being on top. I never seem to know what to do.”
So their seductress did have a few things she was unsure about. Time to take those insecurities away.
“No way to do it wrong. Do whatever you want, and I’ll lie here and enjoy it. Deal?”
Becca looked doubtful but swung her leg over his hips anyway. She looked so beautiful. Her golden hair was in disarray, her lips swollen, and her creamy skin had pink marks on her breasts and thighs from their whiskers. They just had to make this work between the three of them. He couldn’t imagine not having this in his life.
She lowered herself slowly on his condom-covered cock. He longed for the day when he wouldn’t have to suit up. He dreamily pictured a little girl with Becca’s golden hair and blue eyes or a little boy with Travis’s brown hair and golden-brown eyes.
Her pussy hugged his cock tightly, and he hissed in pleasure as she seated herself fully.
“Aw, fuck, baby, you feel so damn good.”
Becca started to move, jerkily at first then with more confidence. He held himself very still while she found the rhythm and tempo she needed. It wasn’t long before she was bouncing up and down on him, her hands braced on his chest. He was lost in the pleasure of her hot, wet cunt surrounding him, the smell of her shampoo and arousal, when he heard a loud smack and Becca’s expression turned to surprise then passion.
Travis had come up behind her and had smacked her ass cheek smartly.
“This spanking is for not getting undressed when I told you to. Keep riding him and take your punishment like a good girl.”
It was as if someone had lit a fire inside of her. Every time she came down on him, thrusting his cock deep in her pussy, Travis would spank her a
ss cheek. Becca’s pussy had clamped down on his hard cock and she was grinding her clit on his groin, moaning and arching her back. She wanted more spanking and she wanted more cock.
They gave it to her.
She rode Mark hard and fast and then finally screamed their names as she froze above him. Travis kept spanking her but faster and more lightly. The expression on his face and on Becca’s sent Mark over the edge, too. He grabbed her hips and groaned as his hot cum shot into the condom. It felt like his balls were turned inside out as the pleasure went on for long moments. He finally fell still under her, feeling sated. At least for now. He knew he would always want this woman who had collapsed on his chest in exhaustion. She was amazing. He looked over her shoulder at Travis.
Travis had a wondrous look on his face. Mark knew it had never been like this for them with anyone else, and it never would. This was the woman they had been waiting for. Fifteen years had been a long time but more than worth it. She was their third. Mark felt complete as he gazed at the man he had loved for so many years. He reached out and brought Travis’s fingers to his lips.
I love you. So much.
Chapter 8
Becca was hungrier than she ever remembered being in her life. They had fallen asleep after the most amazing sex of her life. She had been sandwiched between their hard bodies, surrounded by their warmth and their scent. She had never felt so safe and cared for.
When they woke, she thought it might be awkward, but their loving, teasing manner put her at ease. She couldn’t regret what they had done, and they made it clear it had been as earth shattering for them, too.
They had showered and changed then driven her to her condo so she could do the same. Mark and Travis had insisted they take her out on the date they had been planning all week. She was now sitting in the diner with her men, smelling the food and feeling happy and content. She perused the menu. Travis pulled her menu down to get her attention.
“What do you recommend? We’re still pretty new in town.”
Becca pursed her lips in thought.
“Saturday’s special is the lasagna, which is awesome. They serve it with bread dripping in garlic butter.”
Becca’s stomach growled angrily. Mark shook his head.
“We haven’t done a very good job today.”
Her face turned a little pink as she gave them a flirtatious look.
“I don’t know about that. You guys were very good today.”
Mark chuckled. “I meant we didn’t do a very good job of taking care of you. We should have fed you earlier.”
“We were busy earlier, and then we fell asleep. Exhausted.”
Mark threw an arm around her. “Happily busy and exhausted, baby. But we need to make sure we take care of you all the time, not just in bed.”
Becca shoved at his chest. “I can take care of myself. I’m not the innocent girl next door, remember?”
Travis shot her a heated look. “We remember quite well.”
The bell over the door rang and Cassie, Zach, and Chase entered the diner talking and laughing. Cassie’s face lit up when she saw Becca. Becca waved her over.
“I didn’t expect to see you here tonight. I thought you were trying out the new tandoori chicken recipe.”
Cassie grimaced. “Tried and failed. It was awful. Truly bad. We threw it in the trash and headed straight here. We’re going to bingo tonight anyway.”
Cassie looked her over carefully, and Becca felt her face flame. Cassie gave her a knowing smile before turning to the men.
“So, what have you been up to today? You all look…exhausted.”
Travis grinned. “Painting.”
Zach laughed. “You convinced Becca to help you paint? You owe her a meal then.”
Mark leaned back and threw his arm across Becca’s shoulders.
“Becca did a great job painting. The living room and dining room look really good. She even picked out the color. Why don’t you pull that table over and join us? We haven’t even ordered yet.”
Chase pulled a chair out for Cassie while Zach pulled the table over to theirs.
“Don’t mind if we do. We’re all starved.”
Cassie looked so happy with her men. Becca felt her heart squeeze as Zach lifted Cassie’s fingers to his lips for a kiss. He kissed each one, lingering longer on the finger that held the diamond engagement ring they had given her on Thanksgiving Day along with a golden retriever puppy she had named Duffy. Cassie was Zach and Chase’s whole world. What would it feel like to be the center of someone’s life?
Mark seemed to be in tune with her thoughts. He pulled her closer and dropped a kiss on top of her head. She turned to give him a smile. He was so handsome. She let her fingers trace his freshly shaven jaw. Chase cleared his throat with a grin.
“Good thing Jack and Ryan aren’t here to watch this.”
Zach elbowed his brother. “Quit it. Becca’s a grown woman. It’s not any of Ryan and Jack’s business. I’m guessing they’ve got their hands full with Jillian anyway.”
Becca nodded in agreement. “They don’t need to know my business.”
Travis put down his menu with a serious expression.
“Actually, we talked to your brothers at the poker game Monday night. They seem fine with us dating you.”
Becca felt anger bubble in her empty stomach.
“You talked to my brothers about our business. Why?”
* * * *
Mark tried to soothe his obviously upset woman.
“They were being good brothers and concerned about our intentions. We assured them our intentions were honorable. They seemed fine after that.”
Becca slapped the table and her eyes sparkled.
“It’s none of their damn business. I don’t like you discussing our relationship with people outside of it. What would you have done if they weren’t okay with it? Would you have backed off? Not given me a choice as if I couldn’t make a flipping decision for myself?”
Mark was taken aback by Becca’s anger. He figured there was probably more going on here.
“Of course you can make your own decisions. They were concerned, that’s all. We won’t discuss our relationship with them ever again. We apologize if we’ve upset you. It was never our intention.”
Travis grabbed her hand.
“I apologize also. We just wanted to have your brothers on our side. I guess we thought it would help. We would not have backed off. We made it clear we want to be with you. If your brothers weren’t okay with it, we would have been sad about that, but ultimately it was your decision. Please accept our apologies.”
Becca seemed somewhat mollified.
“My brothers have been under the impression for years that I am not capable of running my own life. I don’t want to get involved with two men who feel the same way.”
“We don’t feel the same way,” Travis assured her.
Cassie and her men had been watching their exchange with interest. Cassie finally lifted her menu and changed the subject.
“So what’s everyone going to order? I think I’ll get the lasagna.”
Mark exhaled in relief as Becca relaxed next to him and chatted with Cassie about the merits of the diner’s garlic bread versus Charlie’s. They would need to tread lightly around Becca and the subject of her brothers. There was definitely some history there they needed to find out.
* * * *
After a sudden downpour, Becca had suggested heading to the firehouse for bingo with Cassie, Zach, and Chase instead of the drive-in. The firehouse was lit up and packed with what seemed like the entire town.
Cassie pulled Travis aside during the break. “I think you need to understand what happened at the diner.”
Travis felt relief and gratitude. He hadn’t been sure why Becca was so angry, but he knew it was more than them seeking her brothers’ blessing.
“You just need to understand that Becca has lived in Ryan’s and Jack’s shadows pretty much her whole life. She was always their cute li
ttle sister. People haven’t taken her very seriously. She does a lot of work in the community and runs her own business, but she’s still Ryan and Jack’s little sister. Compound that with Ryan and Jack being so overprotective since they lost their mom, and you have a recipe for one frustrated woman. A grown woman who wants respect for the things she’s accomplished. She wants people to realize she can stand on her own two feet and make her own decisions.”
Travis rubbed his jaw in frustration. “I can’t make an entire community change their minds about her.”
Cassie shook her head. “You don’t have to, Travis. All she really needs is respect from you and Mark. She’s scared, you know.”
“Scared of what? Us?”
“She’s scared of not being an equal partner in this relationship. She said she didn’t want to be a chew toy for you two.”
“A chew toy, for fuck’s sake. She’s not a chew toy. We’re falling in love with her, Cass.”
Cassie nodded. “I can see that. But you need to make sure she feels like she’s a part of things. She wants to be treated like a grown woman. Be sure to ask her thoughts and opinions. Respect them. It might be easy to fall back onto old habits with just the two of you making all the decisions.”
“Thanks, Cass. We’ll take care of this. I promise.”
Cassie headed back to her men. “See that you do. I’m told the woman is always the center of a ménage relationship. Make her feel that way and she’ll fall in love with you.”
Travis headed to find Mark. He needed to make sure they were on the same page. They would sweep all doubts from their woman’s mind.
* * * *
Becca spied her brothers talking outside during the break from bingo. She’d been wanting to rip them a new asshole since hearing about their little discussion with Mark and Travis on Monday night. She was tired of her brothers acting like she was some dumb blonde. Time to remind them she was a big girl who could take care of herself.
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