Steele (Army Brothers Book 1)

by Savannah May

  “I want what you want,” I whisper.

  Every part of me clenching to do this. To have two men inside me at the same time. To have four hands touching me, stroking me, tugging the energized needy parts of my body that never seem to calm for very long. I love Steele and still I find it desperately exciting to think of another man inside me while he watches. Another man pummeling my pussy while Steele licks my clit and pinches it between his lips.

  Yeah, I want this.

  “And I want to give you everything you want,” he husks.

  So I get the definite idea that he wants this as much as I do. His dick is rock-face hard and shoving aggressively against my waist. The idea of being on my knees with his length in the back of my throat while Bolt is behind me, buried inside my pussy all the way to the hilt sends electric shards of heat through every part of me. Maybe it gives him a similar sensation.

  “Every experience, every pleasure, I want us to share everything,” he gruffs out.

  His arm around me, caging me to his chest stretches out for a moment. I sense Bolt take a step toward us. Then he's close at my back. So close I can feel the burning heat coming off his skin.

  “We belong to each other so nothing is out of bounds now,” Steele whispers against my face. “We know we always have us to lean on. We can share everything.”

  His fingers lift from my back and curl around Bolt, tugging him further forward until he's gently pressed into me. His solid chest, more lithe than Steele's rock solid one. It molds into the curves at my back. I'm compressed between the two sexiest men alive, out here in the wilderness, the secret spot Steele and I have shared for years. I shiver with anticipation as a second massive bulge grows against my ass cheek.

  “She's so sexy,” Bolt says to Steele, against my ear.

  His head tips down lower to trail kisses along the side of my neck, making me shudder right down to my toenails. Oh god is this really going to happen? I can't believe my filthy fantasy is shifting into reality. I can't believe Steele, the man I adore with every fiber of my soul is giving me this pleasure. Giving us this pleasure. Because his cock is searing hard, like a blacksmith's anvil. My eyes stretch up to meet his and find them hooded with lust.

  The hand wrapped around me tugs at his tee-shirt, the one I'm wearing, bunching the fabric up my body until my tits pop free. Bolt's heart pounds against the back of my ribs, his hot breath on my neck. His hand clasps my hip. Low enough that his fingertips are mere inches from my clit, the point prodding furiously at my soaked bikini bottoms.

  Steele's hand cups one full breast, squeezing hard as his finger and thumb roll the protruding point until I gasp. Then Bolt's free hand slides up over my tummy to mound the other side. I'm naked except for a tiny triangle bikini that barely covers my ass cheeks, squished between two impossibly ripped bare male chests compressing me. A pair of hard hot bulges at either side of my body, clamoring to be allowed inside.

  Two hands, different men, equals unbelievably sexy. My pussy clenches and juices pour out of me for what's coming.

  I gulp down hard and slide my fingers into the waistband of Steele's jeans. I find his massive rod, burning hot and ready for me. I stroke his length until he groans then tug at the button to free his amazing bulk. He reaches around to cup my ass cheek at the same time Bolt's fingers shift those few inches to slip beneath my bikini. A sharp gasp escapes me and I shudder as his fingers find my agonized swollen point.

  “She's dripping wet for us, Big Steele,” Bolt grits out.

  “That right? You wet for us both, baby?”

  “Ahr,” I mewl, barely holding it together, unable to speak a coherent word, almost forgetting to breathe.

  Steele's finger's probe beneath the other side of my panties and collide with Bolt's, pinching my clit. He heads straight for my sodden pussy mouth and shoves a finger inside my hole. Two hands rub and tweak every nerve in my spread until I whimper.

  “So wet. So hot. So tight.” Someone groans.

  Steele's dick swells even harder in my hands. Recalling the brief glimpse of Bolt's beautiful dick, which is now much stiffer than when he entered the water, I wantonly crave two naked cocks filling my hands. One in each fist. I reach behind as Bolt circles my clit and Steele thrusts into my pussy and I manage to unleash his zipper before the two different hands in my pussy completely unravel me.

  The orgasm crashes through me before I restrain it from unspooling. Huge convulsions shake through me as the guys continue to intermittently stroke and twist, getting me off over and over.

  “Ohmigod,” I moan out, once my lips will function again. “I can't believe I came already.”

  “That's only the beginning.” Bolt grunts.

  “Yeah, first of many,” Steele huffs, his breath quickening as he removes his fingers from my pussy and slides them into my mouth.

  I taste my Steeley lust on him, then he licks each finger, seductively lapping all of me off. He drops to his knees and yanks the dripping bikini down my legs. Bolt cups both breasts from behind, squeezing and mashing the flesh until it's almost painful but in a good way. I throw my head back on his shoulder as Steele pulls my pussy open and licks across my clit, sending me into another set of aftershock spasms.

  “I can't,” I moan, as both men are stilled for an instant. “It's too much.”

  “Relax, baby,” Bolt purrs in my ear. “Just let go.”

  I don't know how this goes. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. But Steele is here to direct me so I do what Bolt says and submit to the fierce pleasure they both seem determined to deliver.

  “I need a taste of her,” Bolt says. He drops down behind me.

  “Open up Baby, Steele tells me. “Spread your legs.”

  I do what he says and Bolt's tongue immediately licks around my rear hole, making me clench again. I know how this goes. Steele took me there last night. And he's bigger than Bolt so I know I can take him. But I need to give Steele pleasure at the same time. I can't just take everything for myself.

  Can I really take two men inside me at the same time? They're both on their knees at my feet, almost worshiping at the seam between my legs. I never, not ever in my wildest dreams, imagined I'd feel like such a goddess.

  22

  Bolt

  I don't recall ever wanting to fuck a woman as badly as I hunger to be inside Scherri. The instant I set eyes on her I knew I had to have her. 'Course then I didn't know she was my old army buddy's girl. Being as her mother had clearly called them brother and sister on numerous occasions. But fuck all that. 'Cuz right now she's got her small hand wrapped around my dick and her head thrown back on my shoulder.

  And as she thrusts her pelvis forward to take more of Big Steele's mouth in her pussy, her back arches and lifts her impressive buoyant tits. Irresistible. I grasp both in my hands and mound her flesh, tweaking and rolling both the pellet points.

  Steele's sucking out her pussy entrance, making her rotate and moan even though she just got off. The girl is insatiable and so delicious. When Steele orders her to spread her legs wider so I can have a taste of her alongside him, she immediately complies and I kneel down. Face to face with Steele, I pull her ass apart then lave circles around her twitching pussy. Coming close to a tongue swipe with him, I scoop her sweet juices up with my tongue and drag then right around her crack to her dark hole.

  She leaps in surprise at that so I momentarily wonder whether her ass has never been taken. She's steaming hot sexy but there's an innocence around her as well, that only makes her all the more enticing. But she soon relaxes and allows my tongue to push through the constriction so I know she's been stretched there and recently.

  She'd be hot enough on her own but sharing her with Big Steele makes this even hotter. My dick is standing straight up like a lightning rod from the ground and one glance tells me Steele's huge prick is equally pumped, ready to blow.

  Us both sharing Scherri is bringing us close again. Somehow healing our angst. I ain't dumb enough not to realize Steele too
k on a huge problem with me after we lost Soamesy. I get it. The loss of his dog who was his best friend, then the girl who was his best friend, soon followed by his best friend in the corps. He lost everyone and ended up blaming himself for all of it.

  Our CO once mentioned post traumatic stress and Big Steele certainly showed signs of it, despite his massive physical and emotional strength. He refused to let it take him down but we heard him at night, the dreams, the pacing. It crosses my mind, just for an instant to reach between Scherri's legs and clasp Steele's big dick in my palm. The idea vanishes the second I see it in my mind's eye. I've never touched a man in that way and Scherri is more than enough to keep us both satisfied.

  This is about pleasuring her, getting her off on both of us. Maybe finding some bizarre sort of absolution by coming together inside the same woman. And fuck is she gorgeous.

  Steele's face is buried in her folds and one finger is inside her hole again. I shove inside her pussy next to him, her channel so tight it clenches around us and she lets out a wild moan of pleasure at having two separate men inside her. With my finger inside her, I rub my thumb at her dark rear hole. When I press through the taut bud, she grinds down on me, on us both, calling out for more. For us to fuck her. For us both to fuck her hard.

  I feel Steele withdraw and follow suit, allowing him to take the lead on this. He leads her over to the pile of clothes, gathering up the odd pieces that were tossed as we ran gleefully to the lake. Then he spreads out a bed of sorts, using our combined garments.

  He takes Scherri's hand and she reaches out for me with her other. I want to stand back and admire her. She looks absolutely stunning, her ass round and firm as her tits. The little pussy I was just pinching bare naked with her pink clit glistening and pushing through her lips.

  “I need another taste of her,” I tell him when we reach the makeshift blanket.

  The flavor of her pussy juice still on my lips is driving me close to insanity. I want to bite her clit and shove my tongue deep into her hole while she lies on her back jerking hard so her tits bounce.

  “Lie down, baby,” he tells her and she immediately does, eagerness pressing out from her. “Let me look at you.”

  She hitches one knee to the side, then wantonly reaches her fingers down and pulls her lips open for us.

  Her spread, slick and glistening in the air. Her pussy mouth pulsating, dripping wet. So delicious. I fall to my knees, clamp her inner thighs and bury my face in her entrance.

  She clamps her hands around my head and holds me there, my stubble rubbing into her Steeleiness as I thrust my tongue deep into her hole. She bucks wildly on my face. The knowledge that Steele is watching hungrily no doubt turning her on as much as it does me. She squirts as I lap at her and when I feel her climax start to build, I withdraw, leaving her quivering for more.

  But I want her to come on both of us at once, so I pull back and flip her over on her stomach. Then I grasp her hips and pull her up onto her knees. I clap my palms onto her round firm ass cheeks and open them so her entire chasm is spread for my gaze. Both her pretty holes twitching with need.

  I can't decide which one to take. I'm so hungry for all of her, I want both. My eyes bat up to Big Steele, his cock standing tall straight up to the sky and I know he needs her too. So I pool my rounded head into her pussy mouth and grab her hair, still damp from the swimming. Pulling on it so her neck stretches and she presses up on her palms as she slides all the way down my cock.

  I feel her walls stretch as she impales herself on me. I'm relieved I'm not a tiddler, seeing as she's clearly accustomed to big ol' Steele's wide load. With her face tipped up, she rides me slowly and Steele drops to his knees.

  Scherri immediately opens her mouth and his cock disappears inside her throat all the way to the root. With my cock in her pussy and Steele's dick in her mouth, she rides between both of us, my hand gripping her hair like a reins, Steele's hands cupping both her fabulous tits.

  With my free hand currently pulling open her crack for the delicious view of my cock disappearing in and out of her glistening tight hole, I know the instant I reach around and pinch her hard little triangle, Scherri's going to come undone all over again.

  Between the two of us, Steele and I orchestrate our movements to lift her higher and take her back down, then raise her up again. We control the pitch of her climax until she begs and moans on Steele's cock. That gets him grunting and his thighs start to clench, then he roars out his climax, filling her mouth with his seed.

  I pull out and slip a condom I've tugged from my jeans onto my ravaging prick before thrusting back into her tight pussy. With a few hard jerks I release inside her as she convulses around me and shudders through another round of groaning pulsations. I can't imagine ever being done with this crazy sexy woman.

  23

  Scherri

  I have no bones. No skin. I am weightless and floating on the sensations rushing at the lining of my skin. As soon as Bolt withdraws from my pussy, leaving a different sort of vacancy than Steele does, I flop onto the spread of clothes they laid out to protect me from the ground. I'm certain I'll never have strength in my body again after the force of the orgasms that ripped through me.

  Having two men inside me at once is so much different than one. Different than just double the pleasure. With every sensitive point being touched and pulled at the same time, the overload of sensations is like a tornado whipping though your body. Having both gorgeous hunks completely focused on my needs made me feel worshiped like an angel, which both men have told me I am. Although of course I know that isn't true. But it's still nice to hear.

  They settle in beside me on the blanket of our clothes. Steele commandeers the spot behind me as always. He wraps me into his embrace, his ridged torso lining my back. Bolt, completely unfazed by what just happened, like he does this most days of the week, takes my front. He props himself up on one elbow and looking down on Steele and I with his dimpled grin.

  “You're so beautiful, Scherri,” he says, gently rolling my nipple in his fingers. “So perfect. An absolute queen.”

  Steele tightens his grasp around me, possessively and I wonder if he's okay with what happened. It may be alright to intellectually decide you're man enough to share your woman so she has the experience of a lifetime. But when it comes to reality, maybe he hated every second of watching Bolt spread my pussy and lick the entire length like he was starved for ice cream on a hot day.

  “She is,” Steele grits out. And I'm sure I hear the unspoken words “and she belongs to me,” repressed on his tongue.

  “You two are made for each other,” Bolt says.

  He gets up to pull his jeans on, sliding them out from under my knees. His cock really is amazing. Smooth and perfectly formed, it hangs at half mast even when he's soft, as though ready to perform again at a moment's notice. And greedy little me can't help but want another moment with them both. It was the most divinely decadent sensation I've ever felt, being completely filled in both holes. And before Bolt disappears into the dust, I'm pining for one more taste of two men riding me together.

  He tugs his tee over his broad shoulders then plunks down, cross-legged in front of my tummy, trailing one finger along the swell of my hip. He's so laid back, he could be a throwback to another war, one I've only seen in photos. Of those 'sixties veterans that joined the hippie movement and fought for freedom. Small quivers rocket through my thighs, knowing his gaze is glued to my bare naked pussy, covered with the juices he drew from me. To pretend I wasn't hankering for his fingers pinching my clit and his perfect dick stretching at my walls just one more time, would be a lie.

  “I suppose I should be getting back,” I half moan, wishing I could stay here with my two men for the rest of the day.

  Just to savor this wild fantasy a little while longer. But my mother will be wanting something from me, I'm sure. I just hope it isn't the mall, where she'll compare her body to that of every woman that walks past.

  “Is my butt that
big?” she asks, insisting on a response, when I try to demur and say I don't judge other women's shapes.

  Steele immediately leaps to his feet to help me rise. And Bolt seated on the ground, hands me my panties which are still soaked through from the swimming and my flowing desire. He looks up at me, catching my eyeline and holing it trapped with a cheeky look. A spark of a firework lights in my core but I have to ignore it. I had the bucket list dream fulfilled. It would be overkill to crave more of the same.

  I tug my eyes away from his and decide not to battle with soggy swimwear. Instead I simply drop my dress over my head and wriggle it down my body while both men watch me with lusty stares. Good, let them walk beside me back to the house, with their heads full of knowing I'm butt naked underneath. They aren't the only ones entitled to go commando.

  Steele has my hand tightly in his grip as we walk home. Bolt takes my other side, occasionally brushing against my arm which feels just as intimate. Luckily we all remember to move apart as we approach Steele's house, leaving ample space between ourselves on the sidewalk. Because my mom is huffing up and down in the open doorway like she's waiting on an hour-late taxi.

  “There you are,” she says, then immediately adjusts her tone when she sees Bolt is with us. “Oh you're still here, Mr Ettsy.”

  “Please, Ma'am, won't you call me Bolt?”

  “You boys do like your strange names. Really Scheherazade, you know I invited you here to visit your grandmother.”

  “And I have, I will,” I immediately snap back.

  “Well,” my mother snips, as though I just slapped her face. “I've been waiting to let you know that the doctor called this morning and he doesn't think your grandmother will last much longer.”

  “Really?” I say, filled with doubt. “Because you said the exact same thing a couple of weeks ago.”

  “Okay, I can see someone is in one of her moods. I waited to tell you and now I'm going to bid my own mother adieu in her final hours.”