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A hand touched her bottom. It was Curt surprisingly who spoke encouragingly to Adam, his previous anger seemingly put aside. “Go on, man. We’ve got this area covered.” He then followed up his words by squeezing her cheeks. Eric, meanwhile, was running his hand up her thigh. When he touched her pussy, she yelped in surprise.
“Sorry,” she said to all three men, who had stilled, in particular Adam, who was arrested with his hand halfway to her chest. “I was just startled.” She giggled. “But what all of you are doing is great.” Curt patted her butt. “That’s good, but my knees are killing me down here. How about we take this to the bed?” She groaned inwardly. Adam had been about to touch her but dropped his hands again. However, she did as requested, lying down on the bedcover, her eyes pleading with Adam to do something, anything. She wasn’t worried about being with the other two, but her greatest fear was that Adam was going to turn tail and run.
Moving up behind his stationary big brother, Curt threw a bare arm around his shoulder. Curt had already taken his shirt off. “Come on, bro, get those clothes off. We have a very eager and willing wife here.”
Instead of complying, Adam tried to pull back. “You go first.” Sighing, Curt moved into the bed, pulling her legs apart to kneel between them while Eric moved to her head and started fondling her breasts.
Ignoring them, her eyes reached out to hold Adam’s gaze as if she could keep him there by sheer will. It worked, he didn’t leave, but neither did he come forward. He just watched as Curt bent down and started lapping at her pussy. Her butt jerking off the bed, Brianna cried out and grabbed hold of Curt’s head as his tongue ran around her increasingly engorged clit. “Oh, dear God in Heaven.” Eric laughed at her entreaties as he moved up to kiss her lips, his tongue dipping into her open mouth.
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Curt’s strokes around her clit and pussy and Eric’s probing in her mouth.
Curt took the initiative. “Now that’s got you warmed up nicely.
You are dripping wet. You are so ready, my love.” She felt him move away. “She’s all yours, bro.” Eric thankfully raised his head, and opening her eyes, she looked immediately to Adam who was indeed still there, watching them intently. His eyes indicated his uncertainty.
She instinctively opened her legs wider, enticing him, not daring to say anything.
His chest was heaving as she watched him pull off his shirt almost awkwardly in his anxiety, but she had to resist the urge to smile when he took off his trousers. Oh, he was aroused all right, if the uprightness of his cock was anything to go by.
He moved tentatively forward, clearly trying not to touch her as he took Curt’s place between her legs. Brianna lifted a foot to stroke his thigh. Adam’s head jerked, looking at her startled. She bit a lip, unsure if that was the right thing to do, but she let out a sigh of relief when she saw a tiny glimmer of a smile as he took her foot in one hand, moving it to one side of his body, his other hand under her other knee to spread her wide.
She shivered and felt a gush of cream trickling out of her. She swore afterward that time went very slowly at that point while she waited for him to settle himself between her legs, his hand guiding himself to her entrance where he stopped.
It was Eric who broke the silence, softly saying, “That’s it. You can do it. Just do it gently.”
Adam groaned and Brianna could feel his body shaking with held-back intensity. Showing him she was ready the only way she could, she reached up and clasped her arms around his shoulders, pulling his body down onto hers as he inched his way inside her. Only this time there was no pain, only throbbing—his as well as hers—and a feeling of coming home.
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Curt whooped and thumped his brother on the shoulder in delight.
Brianna felt the hit through her body and protested, “Hey, I felt that.” Adam chuckled and pulled out slightly only to surge back in. She simply moaned in response. It felt so good.
The two other guys watched for a few moments, stroking her arms and hair as they waited for any tension to dissipate.
“Okay, princess. Can you turn on your side?” Curt requested.
She groaned, “How am I supposed to do that with this great lump on top of me?” When Adam tensed in her arms, she winced. “I didn’t mean it like that. I love your weight, but I can’t move by myself.” Stopping in his thrusts, Adam turned a head to his brother, his voice husky with arousal. “Why do you need us to move?” Chuckling, Curt answered his bewildered brother, “Because, bro mine, in order for this to become a complete consummation I need access to Bree’s other entrance.” Seeing his inexperienced older brother was still unclear to his motives, he continued, “Her backside, her ass.”
Brianna swore Adam paled, which wasn’t easy since they were all such tanned men. That clearly unnerved him because he started to pull away, so she wrapped her legs around his waist to hold him as tightly as she could.
“It’s all right. They’ve done this before,” she reassured him.
“Not with me, they haven’t.” Adam didn’t move any farther, but neither did he shift as Curt had requested.
“I’m not doing it to you, you big lummox.” Curt shook his head at his brother. “But I do need you to move your big arse and turn on your side.”
Groaning at the order, Adam finally did as he was bade, and with a slight fumbling, they were on their sides, and Brianna could feel Curt’s fingers lubed with something caressing her puckered hole and then thrusting two fingers into her.
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leaned forward to kiss him gently, her tongue tentatively licking the crease of his lips. He responded by thrusting his tongue into hers with eagerness before raising his head and kissing down the line of her throat.
When she felt Curt push into her with his cock this time, the feeling of fullness was intense but incredible, and she couldn’t help wrapping her leg around Adam’s hip, anchoring herself. She was rewarded by Adam plunging into her, the two men instinctively moving into a rhythm of one in and one out as if they had been doing this their whole lives.
“Oh, dear God, that feels good.” Brianna clasped Adam’s head to her shoulder as his hands tightened on her back.
“Excellent. Now you two are in place, it’s my turn,” stated a delighted Eric. “Don’t lift your head, Adam.” Of course, that was exactly what Adam did as Eric moved to the head of the bed kneeling directly in front of Brianna’s mouth as she faced him, leaning over her head on all fours. Except that Adam’s head had moved between them.
“Adam! Move yourself, otherwise I can’t get to her face.”
“Oh!”
Curt chortled. “I can see we need lots of practice in future.” Noticing Adam was startled Brianna moved to kiss him lightly before drawing his head down to her shoulder again and raising her chin to take Eric’s cock in her open mouth.
“Easy, sweetheart,” Eric crooned as she gulped him down. Pulling back slightly to avoid hitting the back of her throat, he moaned. “Shit.
Your mouth is so wet. Ahh, don’t do that with your tongue unless you want me to come now.”
Brianna giggled as much as she could, her mouth stuffed with Eric’s cock, and continued to lick his underside as the two other men continued their onslaught down below. She felt Curt push an arm between her body and Adam’s to clasp her waist to ease his thrusts.
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under her. His hands tightened on her shoulders as if he didn’t dare let go. Her breasts were flattened against his chest, being rubbed against his hairy chest with every plunge.
> She whimpered as her arousal rose, and her mouth quivered around Eric’s cock, causing his seed to suddenly shoot into her mouth.
“Yikes. Ohhhh.” Eric’s cock popped out of her mouth with a loud noise, the remainder of his ejaculation going over her chin as he gripped her head and groaned.
Seeing his brother come caused Curt to go over, and his thrusts suddenly increased, his grip tightening painfully as he held her to him.
“Uhhhhhhh.” She heard him gulp in air as she felt his semen hit her inside. As he gently pulled out, she felt it trickling out and sighed in bliss. Is this a marriage at last? Does Adam love me the way the other two do, and can I love him in return? She smiled. If he continues like this, it won’t be hard.
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“What…” Adam started to say as the two younger brothers moved off the bed.
Curt reached out a hand to his big brother, patting him on the shoulder. “She’s all yours, big bro. You can finish off by yourself.
See you tomorrow, princess,” he finished winking at Brianna as she turned her head in his direction.
Adam looked back at her, worried at being left alone with her as he heard the sound of the door closing, leaving them by themselves, without any backup or his brothers’ support. He swore his face blanched.
“I don’t bite, you know,” Brianna said softly. Then she grinned.
“Well, that’s not true. I did once with Eric, but it wasn’t intentional.” Startled by the uncharacteristic teasing with him, he stared at her for a moment, then chuckled and saw her smile at the sound that he knew was so rare from him. He knew exactly how brooding he was, even with Eric’s constant jokes.
He reached a hand up to tenderly brush her heated cheeks with his fingers, wiping Eric’s cum from her lips. He felt a lump in his throat at the gift she had given them—given him, in particular. God, she is so precious. He knew his brothers had both fallen head over heels in love with this girl, and he had steadfastly resisted the lure of her charms over the past few weeks. He had deliberately been fussy and difficult in the kitchen, and had avoided being in the same room with her in the evenings. He had got a great deal of chores done in the barn lately. And, of course, he had refused to bed her again.
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Looking into her eyes, he could see she was clearly anxious about being left alone with him, so he smiled and stated, “Eric probably did need biting. He’s a messy pup. I swear I’ve got his cum down my neck.”
Her giggling response warmed him, and he maneuvered her onto her back again, this time much more smoothly. His cock had wilted a little with nerves when his brothers had left, but it was now throbbing again, and he plunged into her as he turned.
Checking her face to see if she was all right, he asked, “Are you all right, Brianna?” Her moan answered his query. “I guess you are.”
“Keep doing what you are doing and I’ll be just fine.” Adam suddenly realized it could work—this marriage of theirs. But he still needed confirmation from the girl he had hurt so often in the last few weeks.
“Are you sure? We can still let you go if you want to.” She raised a hand and stroked his cheek. He nearly groaned at the gentleness of it. He was aware that something had been sorely missing in his life and that this lovely girl beneath him could provide it. “I’m going nowhere, husband of mine. You’ll just have to get used to me being in the kitchen.”
He chuckled. “But, seriously, I’m not going to change overnight.”
“You mean you’ll still be brooding and silent and go off to spend time on your own and have fights with Curt.” He winced at her accurate description of him. “That’s okay with me—well, maybe not fighting with Curt! But give us a chance to learn to love one another, please.”
Looking into her beautiful brown eyes intently, he did just what she asked, and lowering his head, he kissed her, gently to start with, then more insistently as her arms wrapped around his neck to hold him to her, her fingers tangling in his hair. He kissed her as if it was the last time he would ever see her again, his tongue clashing with hers.
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When he finally lifted his head both of them were breathing heavily and trembling. Adam just rested his head against her neck and took in her aroma. He then realized he didn’t really want to do that, as he could smell Curt and Eric on her. He wrinkled his nose. Well, if this relationship, this marriage, is going to work, I’ll have to get used to it. He laughed.
“What?” Brianna looked worried.
“Nothing, my love. You smell wonderful.”
“I do?”
“Uh-huh.” He then had a thought and raised his voice, saying loudly, “Do you think the guys are standing outside listening in, ready to run into the room the moment they think you’re in trouble?” He grinned at her startled look. She raised a hand to her mouth.
“Get on with it!” came a muffled shout from outside the room.
Brianna gasped and then chortled.
“If you want to direct this action, then get in here. Otherwise, go to the barn and jerk off—like I did.”
She raised her eyebrows at Adam’s admission, but as she did he heard a laugh followed by the sound of footsteps on the stairs.
Running her hands through his hair, Brianna asked, “Did you really?”
Adam nodded reluctantly. “Every time I heard either of them with you. And not just having sex, but teasing you, cuddling you.”
“Why didn’t you join in or touch me yourself?”
“Are you asking why I was such a pain in the backside?” She giggled. “I wasn’t going to put it quite like that, but yes.”
“Because I was an idiot.”
Smiling at his chagrin, Brianna then did something he hadn’t expected. She lifted her butt to move him back and forth inside her.
“Well, you’re not doing anything remotely idiotic now.”
“How much have my brothers taught you? Strike that. How much have you learned from Curt?”
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Grinning broadly, she lowered a hand and stroked his nipple. “Try me.”
“Hell, Brianna!”
A pang suddenly hit him, and he tensed. Clearly feeling this, she stopped.
“I—um, you know I’m not as experienced as Curt. Not even as much as Eric. I don’t always know what to do. Or do it right,” he finished ruefully.
Brianna reached a hand down to pat his backside. “Don’t worry, big boy, we’ll all learn together. And the first thing I’ll teach you is that I love my breasts being suckled. Or sucked? Can a man suckle a woman, or is that just for feeding?”
A loud chortle left him, and he shook his head. He responded to her question instead by bending his head and taking one lovely pink-tipped nipple in his mouth and sucking gently. Her body arched, thrusting her breast farther into his mouth as she let out a groan that was somewhere between satisfaction and relief. Okay, so she really likes that. I’ll have to remember in future. He then grinned around her breast. He liked the sound of that—in future—the promise of lots more.
His body shook with restrained need, and he shifted inside her, beginning to increase his thrusts as her hips moved upward to meet him. Shit, her sheath is tightening on me, milking me. It felt so good and yet so bad since he didn’t think he could hold on much longer.
“Bree, I can’t wait. I need you so much.”
“Go for it, darling. I’m with you all the way.” As his climax spiraled inexorably higher, his balls tightening painfully as his plunges became almost violent, he felt her body suddenly tense and the sound he heard from her struck him to the core as she climaxed.
“Yeeeeowww, uhhhhhhhhh.”
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ll up for years, crying tears of joy as he did.
“Breeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Oh, God, I love you.” His movements slowed gradually, and as his breathing began to calm, Brianna held him tenderly in her arms, her legs wrapped around him as she softly stroked his hair, and Adam felt lighter than he had for years.
He had finally come home.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jennifer is English and lives in a lovely historical city in the UK.
Other than writing, her interests include reading (naturally! She always has at least one book on the go, if not one by her bed, one by the bath, and one in the lounge), all things historical, including genealogy, which she has done for many, many years, watching films (particularly sci-fi), gardening, jigsaw puzzles, and walking. She lives with her pet rabbit, who is thoroughly spoilt. Jennifer says she wants to come back as her own rabbit in the next life—unfortunately that would mean she still needs to be alive herself. Maybe there is a time travel story there…
This is her seventh book, the first in the Duoterra series.
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