by M. Merin
“Do I really get to keep you both?” She asks, before pecking me on the lips. I grab her chin before she turns to Connal.
“Just so long as you mean it,” I say firmly. “No games, Charlie.”
“No! No games, Jake.” She says, wide-eyed; her sincerity shines through. “I want this.”
Connal presses his lips against her temple and pulls the cover up around her. “Get some rest now.”
I kiss her again before I peel away. Heading out to the main room, I grab a beer and start pacing. Fifteen minutes go by and Connal has come out and is grabbing two beers from the fridge.
“What the fuck was that, Jake?” He growls, handing me the spare beer.
I shrug. I have no answer.
“Sit down.” Connal points to the other chair.
“Is she alright?” I ask him.
“She was worried about you, that she had upset you. Wanted to come apologize to you. I soothed her until she fell asleep.” Now I really feel like shit.
“I just, don’t know. Got worried she might be like the others.” I sigh. I’ve been surrounded by gold diggers or woman just looking for an easy ride my whole life. Deep down I know she’s not like that. I just got skittish.
“She’s not.” He confirms.
“I know.”
“You should be her first.” He says, throwing me off.
“What? After what I just did? No, you…”
“I’ll lose control; I’ll be too rough with her.” He interrupts me. “You’re tender with her in a way I’ve never seen before, Jake. She deserves that.”
I take a moment, humbled by his words.
“Do you love her?” Connal asks next. Looking him straight on, I hold his gaze and nod; unable to find my voice. “So do I.” He whispers.
“When she’s ready for her ass, Connal; that’s you,” I say.
“We’ll claim her before we get to that.” I’m nodding along with him when he drops the next bomb on me. “When you think it’s time, you’ll be the one to marry her, Jake.”
I shoot up. Unable to process what he’s already decided on.
“No. I said, if she couldn’t take us both I’d be the one to leave.” I’m fighting to keep my voice low. “We do this together, all of it or we don’t do it.”
“Jake, sit down and listen,” Connal says quietly, waiting until I snag two more beers and sit back across from him. “There’s every chance we’ll get her pregnant. Look how she’s been. Once she has a baby by one of us, she’s going to want to give a baby to the other one. And what we do, Brother?
“There’s always the chance something could happen to one or both of us. Shit goes south and what would she be left with? If she’s your wife then she and any children’ll inherit, won’t they?” He finishes.
The realization hits that if the worst case does happen, she’d be worse off than when she got to town; that I can prevent that by marrying her. We sit in silence while I check off all the boxes of what I would need to do.
“It’ll have to be one hell of a prenup and will.” I finally sigh.
“You don’t still think…” He starts, glaring at me.
“No, to protect her from the wolves; not to be protected from her,” I assure Connal. “A child of hers that looks like you? They’d try to go after the money if I wasn’t around. What resources would she have to fight my family without losing most of it?”
“Fuck Jake. I never considered that.” He looks dazed.
“Never underestimate the blinding need of the truly rich to keep every dime within the family, Brother.” I chuckle. “There’s an estate attorney I know of in Boise, we got kicked out of a prep school together a lifetime ago. I’ll go see him next week, get started on the paperwork.”
Charlie
I wake the next morning in Jake’s embrace. Connal is in the shower, it’s my Saturday off and I’m happy for the opportunity to make things right with Jake. As the water shuts off, Connal soon pops his head back in to peek at us.
I start to shift towards him but he holds his hand up, silently asking me to stay put. He quietly walks towards me and leans in to kiss me.
“Miss you already, Baby Girl.” He whispers, before grabbing a pile of clothes and heading out.
I doze on and off, really just waiting for Jake to wake up. Before long, I start awake from some half dream.
“Okay?” Comes Jake’s sleep mumbled voice.
“Sorry.” I turn into him. “About last night…”
“I’m sorry about that. Just a couple demons I had to fight, Baby.” He apologizes, kissing me soundly.
“This is new…”
“Huh?” He grunts.
“In bed with just one of you.” I smile at him. “What are the rules?”
“No rules usually, but today I’d say no ‘firsts’ for you. There’ll be times when I’m on a job and you’ll be with Connal.” He pauses. “We just all need to be upfront about everything; no sneaking off.”
“Did you two talk about the other thing?” I wonder out loud.
“Yeah. How do you feel about me being your first?” He asks shyly, smoothing his hand through my hair. I smile and nod; getting a huge grin from him in return. “No rush, Charlie.”
“But Connal will be with us, right?” I ask, strangely relieved when he nods again; then I laugh to myself. “Never imagined my first time quite that way, Jake.”
“Are you sure you’re alright with that?” He asks, looking concerned.
Rolling on top of him, I pretend to pin him down.
“Absolutely,” I assure him, before wiggling my core over the massive boner he’s hiding in his boxers. I lean in, scattering kisses from his neck to his well-defined pecs. Slowly sliding down in between his legs, I look up at him with large eyes.
“Now, since you said we shouldn’t do anything we haven’t done before, maybe you’ll bear with me while I practice giving a better blowjob?” I keep a straight face while raising an eyebrow up at him.
“If you must.” He sighs imperiously, grinning down at me while he crosses his arms behind his head.
Laughing, I wrestle his boxers down and start exploring his cock and balls with my tongue; trying to keep my hands on the bed for support. As his breathing gets more and more ragged, I pull back from his thick, spit wetted cock; making him cry out in need.
Lifting up, I press his cock in between my tits. Jake lets out a loud groan and quickly starts thrusting his hips up and down. Eagerly catching his head in my mouth, I’m filled with satisfaction between the look on his face and later the feel of his balls tightening, knowing he’s going to cum.
I lean back, taking his cock in my hand and finish him off with my hand; spraying his seed all over my chest.
“FUCK!” He pants. “Jesus Christ, Charlie. Fuck.” He’s collapsed against the pillows when I raise myself onto my knees. I swipe a finger through a string of his cum, sucking it clean as I back off the bed.
“Come shower with me?” I ask, making a beeline for the bathroom. A throaty chuckle follows me; Jake enters the bathroom just as I’ve gotten the water to the right temperature. Luckily, he grabbed extra washcloths.
Jake’s arms quickly surround me, pushing me up against the back wall of the shower. He has no issue with the fact that he’s now smeared his seed over his chest as well, but the shower quickly rinses that away.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Baby.” He murmurs in between kisses. “Just keeps getting better, every day we wake up together.”
I’m so overwhelmed; I can’t hold back the tears that flow from my eyes.
“No, no, Baby. No tears now,” He holds me tight, and pulling me down onto the bench. Reaching over he grabs the shampoo bottle and starts massaging it through my hair. “You’ve got us now, Charlie. You’ve GOT us.”
He finishes his gentle ministrations then takes a moment to run shampoo through his own hair. Toweling ourselves off, he reminds me of a delivery at the new house. Heading that way, we stop off at Gunner’s workshop. I k
now he and Connal had mentioned the bed platform they had ordered from him but seeing it is another thing. Gunner is truly gifted, the guys had picked the design of the bed out already but Gunner goes through shades of stain for me to decide on the finish.
As they start to talk about people they know, I wander through the shop. There are pieces that I absolutely fall in love with, but I feel so beholden to Jake and Connal already; I would never say anything for fear of them doing more than they have.
Turning back to them, I see Jake pass Gunner an envelope then they do the man slug thing and part ways laughing. I throw a little wave to Gunner and cross to meet Jake at the door.
“What was that?” I ask him.
“He works his ass off on his business,” He says, taking my hand. “Gotta pay the man. He fucking wanted to give it to us at cost.”
Jake’s been hard at work on the house. An ensuite bathroom has been outlined against the outer wall of what will be the Master bedroom and the framework for the closet is set inside the existing walls of the house. He’s made the choice of putting wood floors throughout and started pulling out the old carpeting. He sits me down to select paint colors for each room, narrowing down options is as far as I get, and before long it’s time that the garage will be closing so we arrange to meet Connal at Ray’s for an early dinner.
Getting to the diner, Connal is already in a booth and I slide in next to him. Eager for his kiss.
Marge gives us quite the look as she comes over to take our order.
“How was your day?” Connal asks as she wanders away.
“Well, mine was fucking amazing.” Jake cuts in loudly, quickly lowering his voice. “Woke up to our girl, all warm in my arms. Then she licked the Beast awake before she finished me with her Bounty.”
First, my jaw drops open then I burst out laughing so hard I’m snorting. Connal wraps an arm around my shoulder, nuzzling my neck.
“The Beast?” I get out between giggles. “My Bounty?”
“Shiiit.” Connal chuckles. “Don’t know about the Beast, but Bounty is the perfect fucking nickname for your, um, hmmm.” His eyes are fixed on the points he’s trying to describe.
“What do you call your package?” I turn on him.
Now it’s Jake’s turn to crack up.
“What?” I turn, now I have to know. Connal shrugs but Jake is smirking. “Please? I promise not to laugh.”
“Boss.” Jake snorts out, not letting him off the hook. “He calls it The Boss.”
I keep a straight face for zero point five seconds. Until Jake’s eyes meet mine and we bust up; our heads thrown back howling.
“Come on.” Connal inserts. “Don’t we remember: The Beast? How is that any better?”
“Naw,” I gasp out. “Y’all both named your dicks when you were like ten, right?”
Connal
Sitting around eating and laughing with Charlie and Jake takes away all the stress of the day. I lean back taking this in and think how a few months ago I’d have been rushing to get cleaned up and party with my Brothers and nameless women at the clubhouse. Now all I know is that Jake is as eager as I am to get Charlie back to the apartment and explore her body. Make her fucking cum all night.
I don’t realize that I’ve completely zoned out until Charlie squeezes my thigh.
“You’re alright with it, Connal?” She asks once I look into her eyes and I have no idea what she’s talking about. Catching that, she specifies. “With Jake being my first?”
“I won’t be far behind him, Baby Girl. You alright with that?” I draw my finger down her nose and tap her lips. She nips it, giving me a wicked grin.
“Let’s get out of here,” Jake growls and I can see the desperate need in his eyes.
Tossing some cash on the table, we head out; running into one of the town sluts, Janine, and some of her friends in the parking lot.
“Who’s that Connal? Jake?” Janine calls. “New toy?” She adds to overly loud laughter from her friends.
Jake growls and I start to open my mouth when Charlie slips her hand into mine.
“Seriously Guys, if you slept with that, I want you on a full course of antibiotics, in addition to condoms, before you touch me.” Charlie laughs, pulling on her helmet without looking back.
Janine’s cry of fury rings out but is quickly eclipsed by even louder laughter from her so-called friends.
Charlie snuggles behind me on my bike and I can see Jake’s wide grin in my mirror as we pull out of the lot. At a light on Main St., Jake pulls up next to us. “I never touched her.” He calls over.
“Neither did I,” I call back before the light changes.
“Is she what they call a Honey Hole?” Charlie asks when we get to the apartment.
“She tried pretty fucking hard to be,” I say. “But she got banned for both disrespecting Ol’ Ladies and pissing off the Girlies. Betsy, she’s kinda the lead Girlie; you’d like her. Actually, most the Ol’ Ladies do; not what you’d expect from a Club Girl, not like Diamond.
“Well, Janine, I don’t know what exactly she did, but she messed with Betsy and Betsy went from sweet-as-pie to I’m-gonna-fuck-you-up in the blink of an eye. Dragged her outta the clubhouse by her extensions and spit on her. She banned Janine and Pres backed her up.”
“I don’t think I’ve met Betsy?” Charlie asks. I just shrug and say she’s been away a little while; then it hits me, she hasn’t been around much at all since meeting Russian at the cabin a couple weeks back.
Letting it drop, Charlie looks tense in the apartment, so I grab the whiskey bottle and a few glasses; indicating the couch. She sits in the center and looks surprised but pleased when Jake drops to the floor in front of her, leaning against her leg. I cozy in next to her, pouring a full glass for each of us.
“I don’t really know a lot about you two. I know we’ve talked about trying this, but can you tell me more about where you’re both from, your families?” She is looking into her glass, her groan startles me till I see Jake has removed her shoes and started rubbing her feet. “I’ll answer anything you want me to, also.”
“Stop making that noise and I’ll tell you everything.” I grin at her.
I tell her about my Mormon mother running away to marry my nominally religious father. He worked two jobs and she tried to keep up with what soon became four children. I was the youngest and they were tired; they weren’t bad parents, they just never loved anything as much as they loved each other. My siblings and I aren’t close but email with news and call at Christmas.
Jake skims over part of his story; I know he’s got to get to the fact that he’s seriously rich with her sometime, but understand that in his head, it just isn’t any part of who he is. He tells her how he’s from Massachusetts, the middle of seven kids; his father and mother expected and planned socially mobile positions or marriages for each of their children.
He walked into a recruiting office on his way home from his high school graduation and went his own way. His Grandfather, a Vet himself, loved that Jake thumbed his nose at them and they talk weekly. That’s where I jump in, teasing him for being his favorite.
“My brother’s getting married next month.” He surprises us with this news. “I haven’t been home in a while and Gramps is really after me to be there.”
“You should!” Charlie encourages him.
“Be my date?” He asks quietly, after a moment. Charlie’s jaw drops open, she looks between us both.
“I can come with, skip the family parties…” I add, trying to help her make up her mind.
“Um, I don’t know?” She says quietly. “I’ve never been anywhere, and never to a family thing or a wedding…I wouldn’t know how to be…”
“You’ll be with me. Nothing to worry about.” He says, kissing the inside of her knee.
“Jake,” I say, glaring at him. Knowing his family’s scrutiny would be hard on Charlie; especially considering her background.
“We’ll get some fancy clothes, Baby; let me sho
w you off?” He shrugs at me. “I’ll coach you on them on the flight East?”
“You should go, Jake.” She states firmly. “Can I think about it?”
Chapter 15
Jake
I know she’s not turning me down; she’s just unsure of walking into the unknown. I respect the fuck outta her for not just agreeing to go to a big party, but thinking about what it would entail; especially cause this ain’t going to be a bash at a VFW hall. This’ll be a few-thousand-dollar-a-head shit show of over-extravagance.
“Y’know what I really want to know right now?” I ask, looking at Connal.
“Huh?”
“How many times can we make Charlie come tonight?” I answer, grinning widely as our girl nearly chokes on her whiskey.
“I’m thinking at least twice each. You up for that, Old Man?” Connal laughs and shoots his shit eating grin my way.
Reaching up, I start wrangling her jeans off of her and he takes the glass from her hand.
“Shimmy on out of these now,” I instruct her. By the time her pants are down, Connal has removed her top and bra. I lean my face into her puss, getting fucking hard as hell at the smell of her. I dive straight in, flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue.
She arches her hips up towards my face, her groans swallowed by Connal. He’s got his hands full, kissing her and her Bounty; as I’ll now only think of her tits as. I sink my finger into her core, swirling it in her juices before shifting it back to her asshole. It’s my first attempt back there and so goddamn tight I can barely get the tip of my finger in; gradually twirling it around the edges she loosens up and I slip in, knuckle by knuckle.
Looking up at Connal, I tell him to rub her clit for me. As soon as he takes over working her sensitive nub, I slide a finger into her tight, wet core. Gradually I’m able to add a second finger into her center while I continue to slide the index finger of my other hand in and out of her tight ass.
“Connal, let me!” Charlie isn’t happy unless she’s occupied. “Please?”
At this, he starts rubbing her clit faster, determined that we’ll get her off before letting her take care of us.