by Leah Brooke
To her surprise, Hoyt knelt in front of her, running his finger over one of the stretch marks on her belly. Glancing up at her, he swallowed heavily, a look of awe in his eyes. “I left my mark on you, didn’t I, love?”
Jake cupped her breast, massaging gently. “I used to put cream on her breasts and her belly while she was pregnant. That’s how I got her accustomed to my touch.”
Hoyt ran his fingers over each pale line, looking up at her as he bent to kiss each one. Glancing at Jake, he smiled faintly. “Thank you.”
Jake nuzzled her temple. “Thank you for giving her to me.”
“And now we both have her.” Hoyt ran his fingers over her waxed mound, sending a sharp jolt of electricity straight to her slit. “I like her bare. Thank God I didn’t know about this. I never would have gotten any sleep.” Lifting his gaze to hers, he kept his fingertips moving over her mound. “So soft. How does it feel to be bare, Natalie?”
Fisting her hands at her sides, she moaned and arched, her thighs trembling. “It feels good. It’s very sensitive. Jake makes me stay waxed and I love it.” Not until Hoyt’s brow went up did she realize the defensiveness in her tone.
His smile fell, his eyes narrowing with intent. “I love it, too. Let me see you.”
Nat stiffened, wondering if he could mean what she thought he meant.
Jake’s fingers tightened on her nipple. “Open those legs and spread your folds. Show Hoyt how beautiful you are. Show him that sweet pussy and clit.”
Tilting her head, she looked up at Jake, studying his expression. “Jake, are you sure?”
Understanding her, Jake smiled, a slow smile filled with love and reassurance. Cupping her face, he ran his thumb over her lips. “I’m sure, baby. You trust me, don’t you?”
“Always.” She touched her tongue to his thumb, smiling at the flash of desire in his eyes. “I’d trust you with my life.”
Touching his lips to her hair, he hugged her close. “Good girl. Now, spread yourself and show him that beautiful pussy.”
Nat gasped at the sharp tug to her nipple, and with shaking hands, rushed to obey the husband she adored. Parting her folds, she looked into Hoyt’s eyes, stunned by the appreciation in them.
Obviously enjoying her predicament as much as he enjoyed exploring her, Hoyt gave her a mischievous smile. “Wider, honey.”
With the sense that she’d seriously underestimated him, Nat obeyed him with shaking hands, her clit screaming for attention.
Trailing his finger from her mound to her clit, Hoyt wrapped his other hand around her thigh, spreading her wider. “Hmm. Very pretty. You’re drenched, darling. You like being explored, don’t you? You like showing off this pussy. I don’t blame you. It’s beautiful.”
He met Jake’s steady gaze over her shoulder, the relief and emotion in his eyes like a powerful jolt to her system. “She’s trembling under my touch.” His voice broke, a muscle working in his jaw as he visibly fought for control.
The thought that a man like Hoyt could be so nervous that his hands shook when he touched her, and so moved that she wanted him, had Nat falling in love with him all over again.
Releasing her folds, she reached one hand back to cup Jake’s jaw and the other toward Hoyt. “I want both of you. I love both of you. If we screw this up, I’m never going to recover from it.”
Jake took her hand in his, kissing her fingers before releasing it. “Then we won’t screw it up.” His eyes glittered with tenderness. “Now, spread those folds and show Hoyt that pretty clit.”
Obeying him, she parted her folds under Hoyt’s watchful gaze, her clit tingling hotter. Crying out at the first touch of Hoyt’s finger on the swollen bundle of nerves, she wrapped her legs around Jake’s in an effort to remain still, pushing the tops of her feet against his calves. “Oh, God. Oh, God.”
Holding her securely, Jake cupped both breasts, running his thumbs almost negligently back and forth over her nipples. “She loves being explored.” He slid his hands lower, gripping her thighs and pulling them back against her chest and wide. “I want you to stay still and let Hoyt play with you.”
Shocked at this new side to her husband, Nat sucked in a breath, her stomach and thigh muscles quivering with the effort to remain still as Hoyt continued to manipulate her clit. Staring down at Hoyt, Nat took several sharp breaths as his finger slid lower, her entire body shaking.
A cry escaped when he plunged it into her pussy and began to thrust it inside her, the friction against her inner walls almost more than she could bear. Clenching on his finger, Nat fought not to come, pushing her legs against Jake’s hold.
Determined to prove to them and to herself that she could be what they needed, she bit her lip in an effort to hold back her cries, jolting when Hoyt slid a finger over her clit again.
“Oh, God.” Shuddering with pleasure, she clamped down on Hoyt’s finger, pushing back against Jake.
Hoyt grinned and withdrew, his gaze steady on hers as he circled her pussy opening before plunging his finger into her again. “I’ve had a lot of time to imagine the kinds of things I want to do to you.” He withdrew and plunged his finger into her again, moving faster and with increased firmness, his watchful gaze narrowing at her hoarse cries of pleasure. “Ways I want to take you.”
Bending his head, he kissed her clit, the sharp, hot tingling warning her that she couldn’t hold back much longer. “Ways I want to take care of you.” Looking up at Jake, he smiled. “I can understand why you spoil her. I have a feeling I’m going to be just as bad.”
Jake nuzzled her temple. “Yes, I’m afraid I’ve spoiled her. She’s easy to spoil. She’s always so giving and as tough as she tries to make everyone believe she is, she’s a softie underneath.”
Nat groaned and sucked in a breath, gritting her teeth as she fought the pleasure. “I am not.”
Jake sighed. “Yes, you’re definitely spoiled. She’s so unbelievably sweet.”
Hoyt smiled and withdrew his finger. “I found out how sweet. The thought of it kept me up most of the night. I’d love to taste her again. I think I’m already addicted.”
“Oh, God.” A surge of sizzling heat went through her as a series of small orgasms made her senses reel.
Her toes curled at the effort to remain still under Hoyt’s tongue’s slow exploration of her slit.
So hot. So wicked. So intense.
His tongue moved slowly, tracing her folds and pussy opening, followed by sudden rapid flicks of it over her clit that threatened the small amount of control she had left.
He licked her as if he had all day to explore her slit with his devious tongue, and planned to enjoy every second of it.
Without warning, he focused his attention on her clit, the shock of sharp pleasure stunning her.
The quick flicks of Hoyt’s tongue gave her the friction exactly where she needed it, and with the perfect amount of pressure.
Gasping, she stiffened, crying out in anticipation as the warning tingles grew hotter, crying out again in frustration when he lifted his head.
“No! Please don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
“Shh, baby. We’ll get there.” Hoyt ran his hands up and down her thighs. “Did you think I couldn’t tell you were close? You really can’t hold back at all, can you? Easy, baby. We’ll make it even better. Now that you’ve had a minute to settle, we’ll start again.”
Moan after moan poured from her as the tension inside her built, each caress of Jake’s hands over her breasts and stroke of Hoyt’s tongue over her slit pushing her closer to orgasm.
Each time she thought one more flick of Hoyt’s tongue would send her over, he paused and focused his attention on her thighs, pulling her from the edge just to start over again.
Each time, the need got sharper.
Hoyt nipped her thigh. “Stop squirming. You’re not coming yet.”
The heat, the dominance of it drove her wild.
God, she loved a man who wasn’t afraid of going for what he wanted—a m
an in control.
“No, Natalie. Keep those legs spread.” Hoyt kept his hand on her belly, holding her in place while thrusting a finger into her pussy. “She’s soaked, Jake, and her pussy’s milking my finger. I think our little sub’s getting ready to come.”
Hoyt slid his finger from her pussy and pressed it against her puckered opening. “I can’t resist. Years ago, I didn’t have the chance to work up to taking her ass. She was so skittish then that every time I touched her like this, she jerked away.”
“She won’t this time.” Jake tightened the arm around her waist. “She’s going to stay perfectly still and let you do whatever you want.”
Nat’s mind couldn’t seem to process all of the pleasure, the physical and mental stimulation of their conversation overloading her senses.
A breathless whimper escaped, her breath coming out in sharp pants as Hoyt began to push his finger into her. The sharp sting had her tightening on his finger in an instinctive urge to close against him.
Hoyt’s low chuckle excited her more. “You really don’t think you’re going to be able to keep me out, do you? I’m breaching this ass, Natalie.” Although he’d barely raised his voice, the underlying steel in his tone spoke of years of being in command.
She’d be willing to bet that not many people had ever disobeyed him.
Whimpering with excitement and the effort it cost her to hold back her orgasm, Nat sucked in a breath, her stomach clenching when he ran his finger over her puckered opening, his gaze hot on her tender flesh.
“Very pretty.”
Jake’s lips touched her hair. “Isn’t she? I love playing with that ass, and she’s so tight. She’s been trained to tighten on your finger or your cock while you’re fucking her ass, and the feeling’s incredible. Show him, baby.” His fingers closed on her nipples, tugging lightly.
With no warning, Hoyt thrust his finger deep, and started fucking her ass with it, giving her no time to adjust.
She tried to clench on him, but the attention to her nipples made her movements clumsy, not nearly as graceful as Jake had taught her.
Jake sighed. “It seems she’s going to need a lot of work on her concentration. It’s something that hasn’t been this much of an issue in the past.”
Hoyt withdrew and added a second finger, pressing them deep and forcing her puckered opening to stretch to accommodate him, sending chills of pleasure up and down her spine. “I’m looking forward to it. Yes, that’s a good girl. She’s clenching hard. You’ve trained her well with that. Is she as good with her mouth? She and I never got that far.”
Jake laughed softly and ran his hands over her, his tone filled with affection. “She’s magnificent with her mouth. She tries to use it to get the upper hand. I’ve never minded, because it’s so damned adorable, and it feels so good. She’ll try with you, too. She never stops trying to take control.”
“That won’t be allowed with me.” The icy steel in Hoyt’s tone sent another shiver of delight through her.
“Good. Then we’re on the same page with that.” Jake ran a hand down her side. “What do you think of our baby’s ass?”
“Fucking incredible. I thought I must have been mistaken about last night, but you’re right. Whenever her ass is breached, she’s damned near helpless.” He withdrew almost all the way and surged his fingers deep again. “I can’t imagine what she’ll be like when I work my cock into her.”
Hoyt thrust deep again, the force and fullness of it sending warning tingles to her clit.
Jake studied her features. “I know, baby. You want to come.” Cupping her cheek, he ran his thumb over her bottom lip. “I know how hard it is for you to wait. It’s my fault for spoiling you so much.”
“I can’t. Please.” She started rocking her hips in time to Hoyt’s thrusts, crying out as the pleasure sharpened.
Jake smiled. “Hoyt’s really working that ass, isn’t he baby? I know how much you like that. He couldn’t believe how you responded last night.”
As Hoyt slid his fingers free, Nat gulped and nodded, so close to coming that she could barely focus on Jake’s words, her ass clenching at emptiness. “Please, Jake. I need to come. I can’t stand it.” The awareness in her ass still lingered, driving her crazy with lust.
Gripping her jaw, Jake tapped her nipple. “Behave. You’ve been getting away with a lot because I’m so much in love with you that I can’t even think sometimes, but I can’t let it get in the way of what you so obviously need. Stand up and show me that pussy.”
On shaky legs, Nat slowly rose to her feet, stunned by the change in her husband. Spreading her legs the way she knew he wanted, she reached down and parted her folds, holding herself open and shivering at the feel of air moving over her clit. Holding her breath as he reached for her, Nat locked her knees, unable to hold back a cry when he plunged a finger into her.
“You’re drenched. You obviously need this. I’ve been too lenient. I’m sorry, baby. I haven’t given you what you needed, have I?”
Nat shook her head abruptly, sucking in a breath when he moved his finger inside her before withdrawing it, leaving her empty and needy. “No! You give me everything I need.”
Jake shook his head, clearly not convinced. “Get up on the table, baby.”
Hoyt and Jake helped her on to the kitchen table, laying her back against the hard, cool surface. As if they’d planned it, each man took one of her feet in his hand as they stood side by side between her legs, spreading her wide.
Excitement bubbled through her veins as their gazes raked over her, the thought of the pleasure to come making her knees weak.
Nat cried out at the first touch of Jake’s finger on her clit, so aroused that the first warning tingles began almost immediately.
“Come, baby.”
“Oh, God!” Nat screamed as it hit her, her body bowing as the strong wave of tingling heat washed over her. Another wave followed and then another, each less intense than the last, but lasting longer. Hoarse from screaming Jake’s name, Nat bucked her hips, thrashing her head from side to side until his strokes slowed. Jolting at each slide of his finger over her too-sensitized clit, Nat whimpered and fought to close her legs against the too-intense sensations. “Please, Jake. No more. No more.”
Lifting his hand, Jake smiled down at her as he lowered his head, flattening his tongue as he slid it over her slit. “Good girl. You be good today.” He reached for her, but Hoyt stopped him with a hand on his arm.
“No. I want to take care of her.” Running a hand down her back, he pulled her closer. “I need to hold her. I need this part, too.”
After a slight hesitation, Jake nodded, picking up her coffee cup. “All of this before you even had your morning coffee.” He dumped her coffee into the sink and poured her a new one, setting it on the table next to her before bending to touch his lips to hers. Running a finger down her cheek, he smiled. “I love you, baby. I’ll see you later.”
“I love you, too.”
Turning as he shrugged into his jacket, Jake smiled again, his eyes filled with tenderness. “I know, baby. I know.”
Nat watched Jake leave before turning back to Hoyt, her face burning under his unwavering stare. Looking away, she started to slide from the table, stilling when Hoyt tightened his arms around her. “Be still. Let me.”
He bundled her back into her robe before lifting her from the table and sitting down, settling her on his lap and pulling her coffee closer.
“Here, baby. Have your coffee. As soon as you settle down, I’ll fix you some breakfast.” He kissed her hair, cuddling her against him.
Slumped against his chest, Nat sipped her coffee, hardly able to believe how quickly her life had changed.
Hoyt pushed the edge of the robe aside and slid a hand into it, caressing her breast and belly as if to remind her that she belonged to him now, too—as if, now that he could touch her freely, he couldn’t stop. “You okay, baby? You’re awfully quiet. Please don’t tell me you’re having second thoughts.”
Lifting her chin, he smiled down at her, but the tension in his eyes spoke volumes. “You wouldn’t want to make a Navy SEAL cry, would you?”
Nat shook her head, laughing softly. “No. I wouldn’t want to be the one to ruin your kick-ass reputation.”
Hoyt ran a hand down her back. “Yeah, well I’ve always had a weakness. She stands about five four, can curse as well as any sailor I’ve ever met, has soft, shiny hair, a way of looking at a man that can make him forget his own name, a body that doesn’t quit, and a hard, prickly shell that she thinks hides the core of sweet femininity underneath.”
His soft words, so unlike him, made her nervous.
Frowning, she sat up, setting her coffee aside. “I’m not soft, and neither are you.” Crossing her arms over her chest, she lifted her chin. “We’re alone now. Do you want to tell me what you’re really doing here? Is something wrong? Are you in some kind of trouble? Are you doing this because of Joe?”
Hoyt stiffened. “I’ve never lied to you, Natalie. I’m here because I still love you. I tried like hell to stop loving you, but I can’t. You’re the mother of my son. I belong here.”
Alarmed at the cold anger in his voice, Nat shrugged and slid from his lap. She pulled her robe tighter, already missing his warmth. “You don’t even know me anymore. If you want to be here for Joe, that’s one thing, but—”
Hoyt moved so fast that she didn’t have time to do anything more than blink before he reached her. Gripping her upper arms, he raised her to her toes, his expression hard with fury. “Damn it, Natalie! I told you why I’m here. Don’t brush what I feel for you aside. If you didn’t love me anymore, that would be different, but you do.”
Wrapping his arms around her waist, he lifted her to the counter and pushed her thighs wide to make a place for himself between them. Holding her close, he shocked her by burying his face against her neck. “Thank God, you do. I don’t know what I would have done if I came back to find you no longer loved me. The thought of it gave me nightmares.”
Speechless, Nat could only hold on to him, her heart in her throat.