by Lara Jones
She wrapped her arms around his neck, tugging, trying to get closer to him. He rolled them to the side. She whimpered when he pulled away.
“It’s okay, baby, I just have to slow down or I’ll end up exploding too soon or, God forbid, hurt you.” Jake pulled her top leg farther up his hip, opening her wider for his explorations.
Sara withered against Jake’s steely-hot arousal pushing against her stomach. Moisture seeped steadily out of her pussy, wetting her thigh and the sheet below her. “I don’t care. I need you both inside me now, at the same time.”
Both men stilled. Grant looked concerned. “I don’t know if you’re ready for both of us taking you.” He leaned down and kissed her shoulder, lightly biting leaving small marks against her skin. “We’ve only recently began to prepare you to take a cock in your sweet ass.”
“I can take you. I need both of you so bad. I think it will be okay if you go slowly, right?” Her arousal was already making her stomach contract painfully and her breasts ache.
Both men ran their hands over her body, Jake circling her clit, then thrusting two fingers up her pussy.
When she started to whimper in desperate need, Grant gripped her face and kissed her, not coming up for air until they were gasping.
Grant lay back and pulled her over him, dislodging Jake’s fingers. He pulled her legs on either side of his hips so she straddled him. He sank his fingers into her long, disheveled hair, controlling her moves, tilting her head so he had full access to her mouth.
He gripped her round ass with his other hand, stroking, delving in between her cheeks, gathering the abundance of moisture coming from her pussy before pressing a finger against her tight hole, driving Sara’s arousal higher. She squirmed on him, trying to get his cock to slide into her. He restrained her moves, pressing her hard against him.
Jake kneeled on the bed behind her. She tensed when she felt his hand run over her back, down to her ass, kneading her. She squealed when a hand came down hard on her ass.
Grant shushed her when she started to talk. “Shh, baby. We’ll take this slow, just hang on to me.”
She tried not to make a sound when a few more smacks fell on her ass, until the sting started to slowly turn into a warm, silky sensation that spread rapidly through her body. Sara started panting. She couldn’t help pushing her ass back at him, wanting him to continue, to go faster.
He held his hand over the redness, spreading the heat, making it so much hotter and somehow better. He spread her butt cheeks, looking down at her beautiful rose. His body tensed with the intense surge of desire to drive as deep as he could into her sweet ass, possessing her in the most intimate way a man could take a woman. Jake almost came at the realization he would be the first to take her in such a way.
It always embarrassed her for them to see such a private part of her body. Sara’s body jolted when she felt a cool gel being worked around her puckered hole. When a finger slid in easily, it sent a shiver of forbidden heat through her, driving her body to bigger heights. The erotic pinch deepened every time he pulled out his finger only to drive it deeper into her.
A harsh moan was ripped from her when he slid out only to press two large, callused fingers into her, scissoring, widening her, readying her for his invasion.
Grant pulled her hips down at the same time pushing up, impaling her on his cock. She tensed, then made herself relax at the devastating sensation from the dual invasion. A whimper escaped and she closed her eyes at the slightly painful fullness.
Grant held her against his chest, preventing her from moving. He nipped and kissed her lips, and then paid special attention to the junction between her neck and shoulder because he knew what it did to her. He bit down lightly, making her moan deeper in her throat as she panted for every breath she inhaled. He whispered words of encouragement to her, how beautiful she was and how much they loved her, telling her she was made to take them both inside her body.
Sara’s body tightened. Her hold on Grant increased when she felt Jake press down on her upper back. Grant wrapped his arms around her, holding her tighter against his chest.
Jake’s hands slid over her back, pulling himself back from a haze of lust so strong he was ready to lose it. “Baby, you are going to be so fucking tight.” He started slowly pressing his cock into her ass. “You can do this, baby. Hold still for me. Let us take care of you, just feel,” Jake encouraged when she whimpered. “Tell me to stop if it’s too painful.”
He groaned as he sank another inch into her, pulling out and then pushing in, giving her another inch of his cock. Jake gritted his teeth, trying to keep himself from going out of his fucking mind, losing control, and pushing her too fast.
A tight mewing sound came from her throat. Sara couldn’t take it. The feelings and burning pain were overwhelming for her but there was no way she wanted to stop, she needed more. She cried out. The current of need overtook her sanity, and she pressed back, impaling herself further on Jake’s cock.
They both grabbed onto her, both men yelling. “Don’t do that again. You could really hurt yourself doing that. Once Jake’s all the way in, we’ll take care of you,” Grant growled between gritted teeth as a bead of sweat rolled leisurely down the side of his face.
Jake pulled out, just keeping the head of his cock in her, then pushing in until he was finally seated all the way into her. A groan ripped from his throat and he froze, fighting back against the violent need and giving himself time to gain back some control.
When he was able to take a full breath, he leaned down and placed kisses on her back and neck. “You are such a good girl, baby. You are doing so well. Mow stay still and let Grant and I do the work.”
She took a shaky breath and then groaned when Grant pulled out of her pussy only to sink in again. While he pushed into her, Jake pulled out. Their moves so smooth it kept her into a constant state of anticipation of having a cock sink deep into her.
The men thrusts came quicker, making her pant, unable to take a deep, full breath. Her body felt electrified. Sweat rolled down her back, mixing with the sweat dripping off Jake.
She tightened on them, making both men groan when a hand slid between them and pressed down on her slit. Their pace sped up, driving harder into her. She clung to Grant, her eyes glazed and becoming more unfocused.
A high-pitched scream was ripped out of Sara. Her body clenched down on the men inside her body, preventing them from moving more than an inch at a time.
A groan tore out of both men as the simultaneously exploded inside her, branding her theirs forever.
Sara collapsed on Grant’s chest, trying to catch her breath. Jake rolled them to the side, staying deep inside her.
He needed for them all to stay connected for a while longer this first time. Both men ran their hands over her, soothing her with words and touches, understanding how overwhelmed she was right now.
They both grinned when her breathing evened out and deepened as she slowly fell asleep.
She moaned in her sleep when Jake pulled out of her ass but settled back into sleep when Grant pulled her closer to his chest.
Jake went into the bathroom to clean himself and get a warm wet washcloth for Sara.
After washing the come and sweat off Sara, Jake settled in tightly against her back and took a deep breath. “God, Grant. We have to do whatever it takes to keep her.” Jake nuzzled her hair and kissed the top of her hair. “It would kill me if she ever left.”
Grant raised his head to look at his brother. “It won’t happen, Jake. I see the way she looks at us. She loves us both very much. Besides, if she ever suggests leaving us”—Grant grinned—“we’ll just tie her to the bed and love her until she decides otherwise.”
Jake chuckled softly. “I think we should do that regularly anyway, just to keep her on her toes.”
Grant settled back against the pillow and sighed. We’re lucky fucking bastards, he thought. And I’ll do whatever I have to do, to keep her happy. He pulled her tighter against him a
nd lightly placed a kiss on her forehead. “I love you so much, baby,” he whispered before sleep dragged him down.
Chapter 21
The men moved all their things into the master bedroom with Sara. She was nervous and concerned at first about what Callie and Gina would think, if it would cause bad feelings or resentments, but it didn’t seem to bother either of them.
Callie took the change very well. Grant thought she seemed happier than he’d ever seen her, more content. He liked that she always giggled when she caught one of her dad’s arms wrapped around Sara, kissing her, or just holding her.
Callie ran into the bedroom one morning and jumped in bed with them. The men made sure Sara and they were well covered. After that, the door was locked and they explained to her that adults needed alone time and she needed to respect that.
Sara had some difficulty with the men in her room every night. Unlike her husband, Grant and Jake took her every night and slept with their bodies wrapped around her.
One night before bed, Jake went looking for Sara and found her looking out the window in the office with her arms around tightly her waist. His heart jolted at her posture, her head down, her shoulders slumped.
Dread tightened the muscles in his chest and caused his eyebrows to snap together. She looked so incredibly sad standing there.
She jumped a little when he came up behind her, set his hands on her shoulders, turned her and wrapped his arms around her. “What’s wrong, baby?” He kept his voice soft and tried not to betray the fear that shook him.
Sara forced her arms between them. Her midsection twisted. She needed some space to think.
He tightened his arms and used one hard, callused hand under her chin to tilt her head up. Fear ran down his spine at her distressed expression. When she gave him a shaky smile, it made his stomach tighten painfully and sweat broke out across his forehead. “Don’t try to blow me off. Tell me, baby, tell me right now.”
She turned her head away, afraid she’d start crying. Sara took a deep breath and pressed her hands firmly against his chest. The beat of his heart gave her a measure of peace. She couldn’t deny it. They had become her world and the thought of losing them would destroy her. “My son Reed wants to buy my house.”
Jake’s brows knitted together and he waited to see if there was more. His big hand settled on the nape of her neck and squeezed. “Is that all?” he said cautiously.
Sara nodded and try to move back.
Jake relaxed a little. He could handle that. Knowing it wasn’t them that were making her sad lifted a weight off his chest. He grasped her long hair in a tight grip to keep her from turning from him again, wanting to see her eyes. “So why is that making you so sad?”
“I’m not sad so much as worried that I’m going to upset the other two and frankly I’m not sure I really want to sell.” She sighed and leaned her head against him. He released his hold on her hair and tightened his arm around her.
His brows creased with confusion. “Why?” His hand slid up and down her back slowly.
Sara fiddled with his shirt buttons. She knew he wasn’t going to like what she said and was unable to look him in the eyes when she told him. “I don’t want you to get upset.”
His body tightened again and his hand curved around her neck, holding her away from his chest. “Just tell me, dammit. Look at me,” he said gruffly when she tried to wrench away from his hold.
Her breath caught in her chest at the stark tone of his voice, and her eyes widened and jerked to look up at him.
Sara took a deep breath. “I think I need to keep it just in case this doesn’t work out here.” She looked back down, blinking hard to keep her tears back. The thought of leaving felt like her heart was being torn into pieces. It hurt so much to even consider it.
Jake gritted his teeth and shook her gently. What the hell? “Why do you think this isn’t going to work out?” His head was shaking and his voice became gruffer as his anger at her grew. “You’re not going anywhere, baby. Do you understand me?”
Sara cringed at his harsh tone of voice. She knew she shouldn’t have told him. She didn’t like when either of them got upset with her. She started rubbing circles on his chest, trying to calm him. “Please don’t get mad. I’m not saying I’m leaving. I don’t want to leave but no one knows what’s going to happen in the future and I don’t want to have to worry that I have nowhere to go.”
She leaned her forehead against his chest and let her tears fall. “This is silly I know, but Reed just got me thinking and my train of thought kept going until it got out of control and things I haven’t thought of started coming out and it just upset me a little.”
Her words were so soft he had to bend his head to hear her. His heart hammered as he hugged her to his chest. “You have nothing to worry about, baby. Let me and Grant take care of this for you. We’ll figure out a way that it’s fair for all the boys.” Jake stroked slowly over her shoulders and back. “I hate that this is making you so sad.” His voice deep and controlled.
She shook her head against him. “No, this is something I have to take care of.”
His hands cupped her head, and he bent to kiss her lips hard at the same time pressing his hard cock against her stomach. Her defiance always stirred his desire for her. He raised his head and looked intently into her eyes. “No, it’s not. You’re ours now. It’s our job to take care of you and all your needs, and you’re damn well going to let us.”
Sara leaned back, looked up, and glared at him. “That’s not right. You both have enough to worry about with the ranch, and I’m not going to burden you with this.”
Jake’s eyes darkened with emotion, and a small muscle jerked in his jaw. “Fuck yes you are going to let us help. You and Callie are more important to us than anything.”
She sighed and regretted bringing this up when he just got more worked up. She didn’t fear his temper. She knew he would never hurt her but she didn’t want him to have to worry about this.
Nervous shivers ran down her back when she heard a smooth, deep voice behind her. “What the hell is going on?”
She tried to turn but Jake tightened his arms around her waist, preventing her from moving her body. She turned her head and noticed Grant standing just inside the door. Two other men stood behind him watching them, curiosity clearly visible in their expressions. She recognized them, Royce and Clay Jacobson. She closed her eyes and groaned. Every time they were around she was in trouble for something.
Jake curved one hand around her ass, the threat of punishment unmistakable. “She thinks she should keep her house just in case this doesn’t work out.”
Sara struggled to get out of Jake’s arms but to no avail. “Oh, for God’s sake, Jake, this is getting out of hand. You’re overreacting.” She regretted saying that when she felt Jake stiffen, Grant frown, and the other men raise their eyebrows. Shit, how does this always happen with witnesses? She took a quick, deep breath. “What I mean is I’m not thinking about leaving…”
“Because you’re not,” Jake declared.
She growled her frustration under her breath, tried to pull her hair from his grasp and glared up at him.
“That’s another five, baby.” A suspicious, amused glint fired in his eyes. “Better yet, we have another punishment that might work better on you.”
She turned to glare at the other men when they chuckled. “You’re just digging yourself in deeper,” Grant said softly, menacingly.
Sara looked down and took a breath and tried to soften her expression. “Anyway, I’m not thinking of leaving, I promise. I love it here and I love you all so much, you know that. I just don’t feel right selling off my home right now.”
“What brought this up?” Grant asked, coming to stand beside both of them.
“Reed wants to buy the house. It makes me feel insecure right now. And I will also have to figure out a way to make it fair with the other two.” She glanced quickly at the other men and lowered her voice, uncomfortable talking about
this in front of them but they seemed fine with it, one of them even winking at her.
Grant stared at her and started rubbing his chin, a sure sign he was thinking. “Let me think on this for a bit, and then we’ll all talk about it tomorrow.”
Her shoulders slumped as a sigh slipped out. “I don’t want you to think on it, and I don’t want you two to worry about this. I can deal with it on my own. I wasn’t even going to tell you about it until I made a decision but Jake caught me worrying about it.” She knew she made another mistake when they both turned rigid and then started cussing and Jake’s voice started rising again.
She squealed when Jake bent and put his shoulder to her stomach and lifted her over his shoulder. She clutched his belt when he started walking. “Wait, what you are doing? What did I do? Where are you taking me?” Her little fists hit his lower back and she tried to kick her legs from Jake’s hold.
She groaned when she heard one of the other men whisper, “You’ve done it now, girl,” as they passed him on their way to the stairs. She heard Grant tell them something and then his heavy footsteps following them up the stairs.
Sara levered herself up to try to see Grant and tried to reason with him. “Please listen, Grant. I’m saying this all wrong but I don’t think I should be punished for that.” She screeched when Jakes heavy hand smacked her ass hard.
Gritting her teeth to keep the words back she wanted to yell at him, she whispered a soft “dammit” under her breath as she hung over Jake’s back.
Sara cringed when she heard Grant chuckle. “That’s five more for cussing.”
A red haze of anger took her by surprise. “That’s bullshit, you asshole. You are being oversized apes and big boobies.” She yelled “fuck” when she felt a few more hard smacks come down on her ass.
Grant had a big smile on his face, loving her spirit. He knew she had a temper, he’d seen it when she confronted Christy, and in the office that one night, but you could tell she held back most of the time, and hardly let herself get this mad. Damn, she was fucking adorable. He and Jake had to remember to piss her off at least once a week, it was damn entertaining, and gave them a reason to punish her.