by Kaliana Cole
“Christ, that’s beautiful.” She felt Brody shift from the bed but paid it no mind. His husky voice was as potent as any touch.
Casey suckled Luke with nothing in mind but savoring his heady flavors and exploring the myriad textures. The upturned head brushed the soft palate of her mouth when she took him deeper and elicited an encouraging moan from his throat. Her spare hand tugged and rubbed at his balls and massaged his perineum.
Hands gripping her ass stilled her momentarily and she felt a hot, hard body insinuate itself between her ankles and spread her knees wider. Her teeth accidently raked Luke’s cock when the hands on her ass gripped at her cheeks and spread them wide. The hot spear of Brody’s tongue drawing a path of erotic fantasy from her clit to flirt with her anus and back had her lifting from Luke before she did him some serious damage.
Luke reached out and caressed her cheek. She rubbed against the abrasive skin in search of pure sensation. “She likes that, Brode. Keep it going, just don’t do anything that is gonna make her bite me. Her teeth are too sharp to chance.”
Casey knew her face was slack with desire, but Brody’s wicked tongue felt too good for her to care. When Luke threaded his fingers into her hair and gently pushed her head back down to his cock, she reflexively drew it back in when the weeping tip touched her open lips.
Thought fell by the wayside as she became lost in the carnal spell being woven around her. The silken slide of velvet-covered steel between her parted lips, coupled with the tug and pull at the roots of her hair, warred for attention with the unashamed decadence of Brody’s intimate kiss and the harsh, controlling grip he had on her ass. Her overwrought consciousness was not able to process the sinful storm of sensation. Rather than fight for control, Casey ceded and absorbed it all, storing away each touch, each caress and every tactile delight beneath her hands and tongue for some cold and lonely night to come.
Luke’s face softened as Casey embraced the pleasure. His eyes warmed with more than sexual need. “For all your size and strength, for all your prideful, stubborn ways, sweetheart, you are all sweet woman. A pleasure-seeker, soft and giving, and so fucking beautiful it damn near stops my heart.”
He pressed her just a little lower than he had been and the tip of his cock kissed her throat, but she never gagged, just moaned around the meat of his cock and relaxed her throat even further. His hand in her hair was superfluous, she was going deeper and faster of her own accord, but the tight, rough kneading at her scalp was so damn luxurious. She should have been shocked at her brazenness. She had never boldly held another’s eyes while she performed so intimate an act.
Luke’s gaze shifted so that he looked down the long line of her back. She caught his diabolical grin only a second before she froze in shock and the threatening edge of teeth grazed his shaft once more.
Casey’s eyes opened wide, jarred from the haze of sexual indulgence. The head of his cock popped wetly from her mouth, and the string of saliva still connecting her lips to the shining head was a potently erotic visual. The instant kick of lust to Luke’s face was priceless.
His grin said he knew exactly what had shocked her.
Again, slick and wet, Brody’s tongue deliberately lapped at her anus.
“What’s the matter, sweetheart? Is Brody being bad?” Her eyes opened even wider and her breath escaped in a pant as the wet velvet tip of that tongue pressed for entrance. “Haven’t you had your ass played with before?”
“Not like this” Her voice wasn’t much more than a squeak.
Luke smiled. “Get used to it, sweetheart. You said you wanted everything. There’s going to be a whole lot more than a tongue up there before we’re finished.” He guided her mouth back to his abandoned cock, “Wrap your lips back around this and let Brody play. Think about how good it’s gonna feel when we’ve got you between us, both balls deep in your body. There’s nothing Brode likes better than taking a woman’s ass for the first time.”
His wicked words wrapped around her in a cloud of brutal desire. Casey took his cock to the back of her throat and sucked hard. Hot, slick syrup ran down her leg as her whole pelvic floor gathered in the precursor to the giant climax rising within. Brody withdrew his sinful tongue from her forbidden hole and nipped the inside of the cheek right beside the darker flesh. It drew a groan that echoed around Luke’s cock from her throat, but an answering one rumbled from Brody. “Christ, you’re wet. She is creaming so bad, Luke. There’s juice fair down to her fuckin’ knee.”
“Don’t waste it,” Luke admonished.
Casey took heart that his usual lazy drawl sounded more than a little harried. She wouldn’t be the only one going over this time if she could help it. She attacked his cock with renewed vengeance.
Brody’s stubbled jaw grazed the inside of her knee as he licked up the trail flowing down her inner thigh. He didn’t stop when he reached the source but sealed his mouth over the desperately swollen folds and sucked while his fiendish tongue lashed her clit. Casey fairly screamed as orgasm struck, but it was muted by the hot seed spilling down her throat from Luke’s twitching cock. She swallowed convulsively at the briny flood, too lost in the pleasure for finesse. Brody kept up the sweet torture until it became too much on her oversensitized sex and she lifted her head and squirmed to get away, splaying herself across Luke’s heaving abdomen.
She struggled to draw breath as her world put itself back together. Strong arms lifted her and her back struck a hot wall of solid muscle. Sharp teeth grazed her neck and bit erotically at her ear, making her pleasure receptors sit up and beg once more.
“You gonna leave me hanging, Casey?” Brody’s voice was a harsh growl at her ear, hungry and dark.
The length of his cock branded her folds, and she nearly passed out when she looked down to see the heavily reddened, blunt crown of his cock peeking out from the top of her shaven slit. She knew her pussy creamed anew. Brody didn’t miss it either, groaning deeply and slipping back and forward a little in the sultry welcome.
“I think he needs a raincoat.”
“Tell me about it.” Brody jerked away, and she turned at the tearing of cardboard and the rustle of foil.
The condom he had snatched was vivid lime green and heavily ribbed, but it didn’t detract from the allure of the thickly veined, straight-as-an-arrow cock he rolled it upon. He had an all-over tan. No clothing lines crossed the muscle-bound body done in shadings of bronze.
The faint whiff of mint reached Casey’s nostrils and she just had to know. She bent and swiped her tongue across the bullet-shaped head. Intense peppermint danced across her taste buds. Casey screwed up her nose. She much preferred the taste of unadulterated man.
Brody pulled her up and spun her around, pitching her to land atop Luke once more. Her heart rate kicked up in excitement at the heavy handling. Brody was losing control and her body rejoiced, her juices gushing freely. She wanted him to finish what he had started over two weeks ago. His fingers dug into her hips and he positioned her as he liked. Casey opened her eyes to Luke’s liquid brown gaze.
Her heart stuttered as reason tried to break free. Here was the brother she should have been about to fuck. Some part of her argued that he should be first. But he grabbed her hair and held her for a surprisingly tender kiss. “Don’t ruin it all by thinking now, sweetheart. Seeing Brody take you is going to make so many dreams come true. The night’s still young, baby. I’ll be inside you yet.”
The blunt head of Brody’s latex-clad tip butted against the sodden portal of her pussy but did not penetrate. “Tell me how much you want it, Casey.”
She tried to push back and impale herself on the hot spear of flesh but he effortlessly held her still. “That ain’t gonna fly. Tell me you want me inside you.”
“I need you, Brody, please don’t make me beg.” Casey told him what he wanted to hear and was rewarded with the burning ecstasy as he stretched her wide and slid the broad head inside her.
He felt so much bigger than she knew he was. He hadn�
�t stretched her sheath at all during foreplay except with his tongue, and two orgasms had only tightened her further. She felt him fight for every inch, heard his bit-off curses as he forged inexorably deeper, and welcomed the harsh bite of his hands as he pinned her to take his determined thrust.
Beneath heavy lids, Luke watched her through it all. His rough hands, their touch worshipful, cupped her breasts and fondled their diamond tips when she lifted above him to push back along Brody’s scalding length. The brush of Brody’s balls grazed her clit a moment before his hips snugged in against her ass. The pressure against her cervix almost reached critical mass but he ran out of length a millimeter shy of her begging for mercy.
He drew back and thrust back in forcefully, eliciting a gasp that accompanied the sound of flesh meeting flesh.
“She can take you, Brode. Don’t hold back.”
He was holding back?
Oh, fuck!
The sheer power he unleashed rocked her to the core. He hammered into her mercilessly. The fast, brutal lunges had his balls slapping wetly against her clit hard enough to sting. Casey found herself pushing back into every hard and fast thrust, demanding more, wanting the giant explosion that was rapidly approaching. “More, more, more…”
The harshly whispered litany must have reached Brody’s ears. He released his grip on one hip and used the hand to slap at the ass he pounded against.
The sting sent Casey wild.
Animalistic groans spilled from her mouth and only escalated when Luke tugged and pinched harshly at her nipples, murmuring wicked words of sinful depravity. “That’s it, sweetheart. Love the pain. It is going to sting even more when it’s your ass he’s splitting wide. I’m gonna be able to feel everything he does to you, Case. I’m gonna be deep inside your pussy and feel him work every inch of that big cock inside you. I’m gonna watch your face while you work out if it’s agony, or the best thing you ever fuckin’ felt.” He tightened his grip cruelly and the pain blossomed into exquisite pleasure. “Come for him, Casey. Show me what he does to you.”
Casey couldn’t have held it back if she’d tried. A gigantic wave of pleasure, brutal and violent, crashed down upon her. Her cunt clenched wildly at the thick flesh battering it and her womb contracted almost painfully. Brody thrust deep and bit off curses as he, too, met the wave of pleasure headlong. His strength pinned him so tightly to her it felt like he was trying to come out the other side. Casey’s muscles trembled and leapt with the power of the climax overtaking her and chocolate eyes watched throughout it all.
Brody folded over her, his chest heaving for air against her sweat-slicked back. Luke’s hand cupped the side of her face tenderly and Casey became a big puddle of satisfied woman between them.
Luke smiled at her, his usual lazy smile as irresistible as ever. “Still not a scream. We gotta do better than that.” His arms came around her when Brody laid a kiss on her shoulder and slipped from her well-used body. “You are fucking amazing, sweetheart. Just lay there and catch your breath. We’re not finished with you yet.”
Casey shuddered at the heated promise in his voice. She was done. She couldn’t possibly have another orgasm, could she? She had never managed more than three orgasms at her own hand, and those were downright pitiful compared to the big-ass mothers that had been wrung from her tonight. She was getting way more than she had bargained for from a night on the wild side with the Marshall brothers.
Footsteps padding across carpet heralded Brody’s return. He ran his hand up the length of her back, and Casey closed her eyes beneath the comforting caress. “How does a shower sound? I’ve got the water running.”
“I don’t think I can move.”
“You’ve sapped my strength. Luke will have to carry you this time.” He patted her ass. “Come on, up you get.”
Mumbling a protest, Casey peeled herself off Luke. She turned to walk from the room, but Luke snagged her back with an arm around the waist. He stooped and his other arm wrapped behind her knees and he scooped her up in his arms. Casey gritted her teeth to hold back the squeal that threatened and wrapped her arms around his neck, more than a little concerned about being dropped on her ass.
“Put me down, Luke. I’m too heavy for this shit.”
“Nah, you’re not. You feel too good to put down. Trust me.” His irrepressible grin had Casey rolling her eyes, but she let him carry her to the shower. She piled her hair up on her head and Brody produced an elastic band to hold it there. She dreaded to think of what the plain old stationery rubber band was going to do to her hair, but it was better than getting it all wet and straggly with no conditioner in sight.
The black tile and glass cubicle had two showerheads and was big enough for all three of them to fit in, albeit snugly. The source of the sinful scent that clung to the pair of them became apparent when Luke squirted some bodywash onto his hands and started to lather her. It smelled like everything a man should smell like—bottled masculinity.
The scent filled the steam-laden air as big, soapy hands swept over her body. Casey was not going to let a chance to explore either of their big strong bodies pass her by. Luke got the first taste of her curious fingers as she mapped his contours for her pleasure. His lean flanks with their thick roll of muscle narrowing downward toward his rapidly thickening cock held her captivated. She was going to sink her teeth in to the thick swell above his hip as soon as the opportunity arose, but the full-body caress of Brody behind her was too good to give into the impish urge right now. That hard chest was something she did want under her hands, and her mouth, and her tongue. She sunk soapy claws into Luke’s love handles one last time and turned to face Brody.
His smile was warmer than any Casey had seen on him before. She couldn’t help but grin, too, as she leaned back into Luke’s arms and let her hands and eyes feast on the bulky muscles beneath the shower’s spray. She wouldn’t be distracted by his big hand cupping and hefting her breasts. She dug her fingers into the thick muscle atop his broad shoulders and kneaded, reveling in the resilience of the heated flesh.
“You’re starting to look hungry again, Case. You had me worried for a while. I thought I’d been too hard on you.”
“There’s such thing as too hard?” Casey teased, batting her eyelashes. She loved that hard, driven side of Brody.
“You like it rough, don’t you?”
“Apparently so.”
“You’ve never had rough sex before?” he sounded surprised.
“Never. I kind of like it, though.”
Luke chuckled beside her ear, “We noticed. Are you gonna let us love you some more, sweetheart? There’s so much more we can do for you.” His hard cock sliding against the cleft of her ass left no doubt as to his meaning.
Did she want that? She’d heard horror stories of unimaginable pain, but she had also read enough torrid erotica to be more than a little curious. “I’ve never let anybody do that before.”
Brody’s gaze lifted the temperature in the cubicle by ten degrees at her admission. “We could make it so good for you, Case. Make sure you’re so hot you’ll take anything just to put out the fire. Say you’ll let us try. At any time you can say stop, baby, and we’ll stop. I promise you that.” Verity shone from his ebony eyes.
Luke shifted against her back, his whole body caressing her as his cock slid teasingly between her ass cheeks, and Brody stepped closer so she was sandwiched between them. The all encompassing sensation removed any doubts from her mind. For this feeling she would put up with damn near anything.
“You’re only getting one shot at this, so you’d better make it good.” A vibrating mumble from two male chests accompanied hungry groans. Casey could only shiver with anticipation.
“You’re not going to regret this, sweetheart. Let’s get you out and dried off.”
Hastily, water was shut off and Casey found herself bundled in a towel and every drop of water blotted from her skin. It was more fun to watch the men dry off. Erections were bobbing this way and that as they
turned and bent to reach long limbs. It would have been almost comical if she weren’t so turned on. This time she walked back down the hall, albeit backward with Luke stealing kisses the whole way. Brody followed, clearly amused.
Luke backed her right up to the bed and followed her down on to it, blanketing her body. He kissed playfully, nipping and licking rather than plundering. Casey fisted his damp curls and held his head still, stealing the deep, satisfying kiss she really wanted. He let her have her way for a minute, but Casey let go of his hair when she felt it about to give way in her hand. Did he not feel pain?
He rolled suddenly, bringing her atop him. Casey gasped and writhed when the bare heat of his cock kissed her entrance with uncanny precision.
“Sit up. Let’s fix that right now before we get too carried away.”
Casey sat back on his thighs and reached for the untidily opened box of condoms. “Mmm. Extra thin.”
“Save that one for Brode. Pass me the thickest one you can find, sweetheart. I’m gonna need it.”
It was heavily ribbed and bright scarlet, but Casey watched enthralled as Luke rolled the rubber on. Seeing his big hand wrap around his cock as he gave it a stroke tightened things low inside her. Casey purred her appreciation.
“Some other time. We’ve got bigger plans tonight. Come down here.” Casey straddled his waist once more and let him tug her back down. His big hands spanned her rib cage and lifted her higher until her breasts were sitting above his mouth. She watched as his tongue poked out and flicked at one nipple, bringing the peak to instant hardness. He grinned wickedly and repeated it to the other before sucking sweetly.
Casey’s back arched as the gentle suction felt like it was pulling on a line tied directly to her clit. A roughened palm skimmed her back and came to rest on her rear. The bed dipped a little as Brody settled in next to her hip. He hand kneaded deeply. “That’s the way, baby. You just enjoy it and let us play. Stick your ass out a bit, honey. I want to be able to reach you.” His hand dipped to her folds to demonstrate.