Alpha Defenders_Heat

by Lyzie Carlisle

  “How about something to drink while we finish up dinner,” Tom offered.

  “Sounds good,” she said as they led her into the den and kitchen. Floor-to-ceiling windows looked out on the back patio and a huge swimming pool with a secure-looking fence surrounding all of it. “Your pool area looks so inviting,” she said, looking from Tom to Mark.

  “Feel free to make use of it anytime,” Mark said, his baritone voice soft.

  “Thanks, it’s tempting.”

  “Is steak all right with you?” Tom asked.

  “I’d love it,” she told him.

  “Rare, medium, or well done?” Tom asked.

  “Medium is good for me,” she said.

  “Coming right up. Make yourself comfy while I cook the steaks,” Tom said.

  “What can I get for you to drink?” Mark asked.

  “What are you guys having?”

  “I thought maybe a red wine would be good,” he said.

  “Perfect,” Brenda agreed.

  “Feel free to sit anywhere you like,” Tom offered.

  “I think I’d like to wander out and see the pool.”

  “I’ll bring our drinks out there,” Mark said.

  She opened the tall French doors and stepped out onto the tiled patio.

  There were tables to eat on and chairs placed around them in several areas on the long patio, which seemed to stretch the length of the house from one side to the other. She walked to the edge of the pool to take in the crystal clear water. The pool looked very inviting. There were big lounging chairs placed along the edge, as well. She figured it would be best and easiest to eat at one of the tables even though the loungers appeared extremely comfortable.

  She sat down in the nearest one and leaned back as she put her feet up on the end of it. The chairs were large and would be perfect for tall people like Mark and Tom, as well as smaller folks.

  “I’ve got our drinks,” Mark said as he set the wine glasses down on the nearest table. He poured their wine as Tom brought out plates and utensils. “Please, have a seat.” Mark held a chair for her.

  “Dinner’s almost ready,” Tom called from the doorway.

  She took her seat at their table as Tom brought out a bowl of veggies, including potatoes. Mark joined her at the table, and Tom came back outside with a platter of steaks. He sat down on her other side and passed the food first to her. She helped herself and passed the dishes on to Mark. Quickly, they all had their plates filled with delicious smelling steaks and vegetables.

  She took a bite of the steak and moaned at the perfect flavor. “This is to die for, Tom.” She took a sip of the wine. “The wine is also delicious. Thank you, both.” She smiled at Tom and Mark and delved into her dinner.

  The food was so good that there was hardly any talking before they all had just about finished eating.

  “What’s for dessert?” Mark asked Tom.

  “We have apple or cherry pie with whipped cream to top it off,” Tom said, his eyes twinkling with his smile.

  “It sounds delicious, but I don’t think I could eat another bite,” she said.

  “Maybe later,” Mark said, smiling at her.

  “Later it is then,” Tom said.

  “Let me help you with the cleaning up,” she offered as the guys scooted their chairs back.

  With all three of them taking care of the dishes and the few leftovers, they were finished quickly. Mark poured more wine for them, and Brenda took her glass outside to enjoy beside the pool. Mark and Tom joined her, one on each side of her in the loungers.

  She felt so comfortable with Tom and Mark. She didn’t know why, she just did. They reclined on the loungers and sipped their wine, and the atmosphere seemed peaceful and right. She hadn’t felt like this, so perfect, since before she’d broken up with her boyfriend.

  “How about a swim?” Mark asked her.

  Thank goodness she’d worn her swimsuit under her clothes. “I’d love to,” she said.

  “We have swimsuits of various sizes in the bedrooms,” Tom suggested.

  “We can help you find a suit if you want,” Mark suggested.

  “As a matter of fact, I’m wearing my swimsuit.” She grinned at them. “Lacy told me about the huge swimming pool here, so I came prepared just in case.”

  “Would you like to slip out of your clothes in one of the bedrooms?” Tom asked her. “We have nice soft robes in the bathrooms that are great to put on after a swim.”

  Her options sounded interesting to her. She knew she could trust Mark and Tom not to take advantage of her. “That sounds fine. If you’ll direct me to one of your extra bedrooms, I’ll leave my clothes there and grab one of the bathrobes.” She smiled at them.

  “We’ll show you the way,” Mark said. He held out his large, well-shaped hand to her, and she took it.

  She stood and moved close to him. He walked inside the house and down the hall to the bedrooms. “This one will be perfect,” she said as they reached the first bedroom. The door was open, and she saw that it had a king-sized four-poster bed with a matching dresser and large mirror across the room. She slipped her fingers from his warm grip and walked inside the room. “I’ll be out in just a few minutes.”

  “We’ll wait for you by the pool,” Mark said.

  “Thanks,” she said and closed the bedroom door so she could change her clothing and find the bathrobe they mentioned. She unfastened her slacks and slipped them down and off and then pulled her top off over her head. Walking into the bathroom, she took in the expansiveness of it. There were two sinks with a granite counter, a huge shower, and next to it a big bathtub with all the water circulation possibilities that would make anyone comfortable bathing in it. The bathrobes were hanging from expensive-looking hooks beside the bathtub and shower. She selected one and slipped it on, tying the belt around her waist to close the robe. It was the softest terry cloth she’d ever worn.

  After hanging her slacks and top in the closet, she opened the bedroom door and headed back outside. Mark and Tom sat in the loungers beside the pool. They wore only black swimming trunks now. They both had incredibly toned, muscular bodies. Even though she’d seen them in swimming shorts before, their bare muscles took her breath.

  Mark was handsome even in blue jeans and a western shirt, but with only trunks to cover his body, his darkly tanned skin complemented his handsome face and brown eyes. He was beautiful and so sexy looking. Tom was just as appealing, tanned with big, hard shoulder muscles and abs like Mark. His bottle-green eyes would make anyone jealous, his tanned skin accentuating their color. And his dimples didn’t hurt either.

  If only they weren’t working in what sounded like dangerous jobs, she could fall hard for both of them.

  Instead, her friendship with them would be for only fun. She had learned her lesson well from her experience with the guy she’d loved at college, that when friends took chances, dangerous chances that affected their lives, it could affect their closest friends badly enough to ruin their friendships and love life. She didn’t want to be in a similar relationship ever again with any man who had a best friend who took life-threatening chances.

  Now, those two handsome-as-sin guys moved toward her, the expressions in their eyes predatory. She shivered all over in expectation. They each put one hand on her waist and guided her to the steps into the pool at the shallow end.

  “Would you like to enjoy the pool?” Mark asked her.

  “Sounds great,” she said softly, imagining the slide of the water over her body and Mark and Tom caressing her with their talented hands. She cautioned herself to keep things as impersonal as possible while she enjoyed sex with these two hunks. She knew she’d enjoy playing with them again.

  Mark and Tom slid their warm hands over her back and lower below her waist, cupping her hips, fingers skimming upwards and teasing her butt cheeks. She craved the pleasure they could give her and shivered at their touches.

  They moved to the middle of the shallow end of the pool and stopped. Mark
moved in front of her, and Tom shifted behind her back. Mark lowered his head, watching her eyes. She closed her eyes as his gentle breath wafted over her face. He brushed his firm, sculpted lips over hers and pressed, parting them. His tongue stroked hers. He tasted so good. His hands skimmed her arms and moved to her breasts. He broke the kiss.

  “Does this feel good?” Mark asked softly as he cupped and stroked her breasts and brushed his fingers across her nipples.

  “Yes,” she said, sighing with pleasure.

  The flesh below her folds swelled and pulsed with need. She wanted more.

  Tom pressed soft kisses with his firm lips along the base of her neck and across her shoulders before going down her back. His hands cupped her butt cheeks, and she shivered as he delved beneath her bathing suit with one hand, his fingers skimming gently over her tight hole, teasing the edge of the opening to her channel. She shivered and moaned with the pleasure that tightened and swelled her pussy.

  Mark eased his long, thick fingers beneath the waistband of her swimsuit and caressed her mound before sliding his fingers between her folds. He circled her clit, making her inhale swiftly. She moaned in disappointment as he left that little pleasure nubbin and slid so gently along her slickened flesh to the pulsing opening of her channel.

  “Your skin is like velvet, babe,” Mark said. “You’re so wet and slick with your juices.”

  She inhaled swiftly as Mark pushed inside her opening with one thick finger. “That feels so good,” she said, and a sharp moan from the tantalizing pleasure escaped her as he eased deep inside her channel. He slid his long finger in and out. “Mark,” she said as another tight moan came from her throat. She shivered as Tom stroked the flesh between her cheeks.

  “How about we take this to your lounging chair,” Mark suggested.

  “Okay,” she said, weak with the sweet sensations they created in her. It had been a long time since she’d felt such intense arousal. She wanted what they could give her, but the physical pleasure was all she wanted. She didn’t plan to take things further than friendship with Mark and Tom, or anyone else, ever again.

  “Are you ready for more, babe?” Mark asked her as they reached the loungers.

  “Yes,” she said as he draped a soft terry cloth robe over her shoulders. They took off her swimming suit. She sat down on the lounger in the middle. She craved the physical pleasure she knew he could give her.

  She met his dark eyes as he removed his swim trunks and put them aside. He was magnificent. His cock was huge and dark rose and stood out against the black thatch of hair at his groin. Beads of pre-cum gathered in the little slit on the head. He sat down on the end of the lounger with his legs on each side, and she watched him slip his hands under her legs and lift them over his. He placed his big palms on the inside of her thighs and gently spread her legs wide.

  Tom sat down on the side of the lounger beside hers. He had toweled off and his hands were warm as he lightly caressed her belly and stroked upwards to cup her breasts and squeeze her nipples. She moaned as her body tightened with the sensations, her hips lifting slightly in anticipation.

  “Beautiful, babe,” Mark growled softly. “I love this little halo of blond hair.” He nuzzled her mound and her folds below. “You smell so good.” He licked her clit gently. “I want to eat you up.”

  She bucked uncontrollably at the sensation. “Mark,” she cried out. Tom caressed her breasts and flicked her nipples. “Oh God. More, please.” Craving the intense pleasure, she tilted her hips, and Mark cupped them in his big hands, lifting her thighs.

  “Put your legs over my shoulders,” he instructed, his voice deep and soft.

  She did as he said and raised her legs so they were resting on his warm, broad, muscular shoulders. He lowered his upper body and licked her slit, tormenting her sensitive clit. A sharp moan of pleasure escaped her. He slid his tongue downward and speared inside her channel with his hot, wet tongue, in and out, over and over. She groaned with the pleasure. He stopped, and she opened her eyes to see what he was doing. The crinkle of plastic met her ears as he took a condom from the small packet and rolled the condom onto his huge ready cock. Wanting him inside her, she was speechless as she waited for him to slide into her opening.

  “Do you want me inside you, babe?” he asked her, meeting her gaze with his serious eyes.

  “Yes,” she hissed. “Hurry.” She tilted her hips and opened her thighs wider, sliding her knees farther apart where they rested on his shoulders. She was wide open to him, and she needed him to give her the orgasm waiting to explode. The opening to her pussy pulsed with her need.

  Finally, Mark positioned his cock at her opening and pushed inside a little way. “Are you all right? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

  “No. Come inside me. I want you deep inside me.” She tilted her hips to ease his way as he slowly pushed his thick cock all the way in, until his balls pressed against her. Tom caressed her belly and her nipples, adding to her pleasure and intense need. Mark moved in and out of her channel, slowly at first and then more quickly. “Harder, Mark. Fuck me hard and fast.”

  “You’re so tight, babe. I don’t want to hurt you.” Mark frowned, looking concerned.

  “Please, give me more,” she said, desperate to find her release. He pushed deep inside her over and over. She felt the tightening in her pussy, the tingling that signaled she was close. Her orgasm slammed into her, but she held back the cry of pleasure threatening to escape her. She shouldn’t let herself enjoy Mark too much. She couldn’t let the pleasure he and Tom gave her become important. Who knew what tomorrow would bring?

  She wanted the sexual release they gave her, but she hadn’t known them long enough yet to know where she really stood with them. She needed to go carefully and not make any assumptions about their feelings for her until she knew them better. She had to protect herself from being emotionally hurt like she’d been by her boyfriend in college.

  She felt Mark’s body stiffen, and he pulled her attention back to the sweet sensations as he neared his orgasm. He climaxed deep inside her, his cock jerking and giving her more pleasure as he ejaculated into the condom. His huge pulsing cock caressed her sensitive channel, and she couldn’t hold back a soft moan in response. Tom continued to caress her upper torso and breasts. She smiled at him and Mark as her body eased.

  “That was incredible. Thank you both.”

  “Thank you, babe,” Mark said softly. “You’re amazing.” He carefully lifted her legs from his shoulders, caressing the sides of her thighs as he did so, and pressed gentle kisses over her mound. “Would you like to join us and shower off inside?”

  “That sounds nice,” she said as they took her hands and helped her sit up.

  Chapter Six

  Mark had the distinct impression from Brenda’s reactions during the sex they’d just enjoyed that she was holding back and not letting herself completely enjoy sex with him and Tom. He suspected that she’d found satisfaction in the sexual relief they’d given her, but he wondered what was bothering her. Maybe she wasn’t that interested in them and therefore not all that comfortable having sex with them. “We can shower off together, if it’s all right with you, babe,” Mark suggested.

  “That sounds fine to me,” she said.

  “That’s good for me,” Tom agreed.

  They all walked together with Mark and Tom keeping their arms around her. They headed down the hall to the bedrooms.

  “This is my room,” Tom suggested.

  “I’d like that,” she said.

  Tom opened the door for her and held it wide for her to walk inside.

  “Wow, this is beautifully decorated. Was this your idea?” she asked Tom as she took in the masculine room with expensive furniture, the wood finished with rich dark staining. The bedcover was luxurious, as well. The bureau and dresser with mirrors above both of them were the same wood design but also just as good-looking.

  “The bathroom is right over here,” Tom said as he led the way to the bath
room finished as richly as his bedroom.

  “Did you guys design the finishes in this house?” she asked them, taking in the tasteful design of the bathroom with a huge tub in the center of the room and a shower large enough for a small party in the far end. A door off to one side was left slightly open and revealed a room for more private matters. The lavatories were decorated with expensive, sculpted faucets, similar to those that graced the tub and shower. A large window was curtained, and she couldn’t tell if it opened to the backyard and pool or not.

  As Mark escorted her to the shower, Tom opened a door to a huge closet and brought them each a dry bathrobe like those they’d worn before. He draped them over two lovely upholstered chairs nearby.

  Tom returned to her, slipped her damp bathrobe from her arms and shoulders, and tossed it onto a clothing rack on the other side of the shower where he’d left his. Mark removed his robe and tossed it on top of theirs. Tom opened the shower doors and turned on the water, which sprayed from showerheads on both ends of the shower. She noticed there was also a big showerhead in the center of the shower ceiling, but there was no water coming from that one.

  “Ladies first,” Tom said as he gestured to the open door of the shower.

  She stepped inside under the gentle spray of warm water. The temperature was perfect. Tom and Mark joined her. She was shielded by their big, muscular bodies from the direct spray of the water coming from the ceiling at both ends of the shower enclosure. Tom stood in front of her and smoothed his big hands up and down her arms. Mark stood behind her as she turned toward Tom. She could feel Mark’s hands on her shoulders and the back of her neck, his huge cock nudging her butt cheeks.

  Tom leaned down and kissed her with his firm lips, and she steadied herself with her hands on his trim waist and parted her lips for him. He delved inside her mouth with his tongue, gently stroking her tongue and every surface of her mouth. She stroked him back and dueled with him. He broke the kiss and placed kisses down her chest to both breasts, giving each equally hot kisses, and then to her nipples, drawing on each one, sucking hard, and flicking with his tongue. A pleasant ache streaked through her torso to her pussy. He moved down the center of her midriff and licked her bellybutton, tickling her and making her chuckle, and then he squatted in front of her as he held her hips. His cock rose high and hard, swollen with his arousal, the broad head a dark rose color. A bead of cum escaped the little slit. He pulled her closer to him and licked between her folds, tantalizing her clit with his hot, wet tongue. He closed his mouth over her mound and sucked and licked every surface, spearing the tip of his warm tongue along her swelling, needy flesh.