Tempted by Brothers [Temptation, Wyoming 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Zoey Marcel

  “Roll over, sexy,” Dane murmured against her lips in between each featherlight kiss. “Let us make love to you.”

  The words were a much needed hug to Amber’s heart. Her pussy dripped with need for him. She rolled over, but he stopped her once she was on her side. He lowered the covers over her body so she was snuggled in next to him with only their upper bodies exposed to Carson, who grabbed a tube of lubricant from the dresser drawer.

  Dane stared deeply into Amber’s eyes while he played with her hair. “You’re so beautiful, Amber.”

  He treated her like a treasured lover and spoke to her as though he had known her all his life. She loved how right being with them felt.

  “Thank you.”

  “I can’t believe I found you, my other half.”

  Carson pushed her onto her stomach as he climbed into bed next to her. “Roll over.”

  A redundant order when he made her obey before he even gave it.

  Dane coursed his fingers through her hair while Carson pushed back the covers and then smeared lube on her anus.

  She flinched.

  “Shh,” Carson lulled. “You belong with us.”

  The words didn’t scare her or make her cry in confusion. They gave her a deep, abiding peace.

  Carson’s fingers wiggled up her butthole, spreading the lube inside her as he stretched her in preparation for his cock.

  Everything they did either moved her or turned her on. There was no middle ground with them. Her two tigers had powerful effects on her that couldn’t be ignored.

  Dane sucked her fingers slowly with his eyes closed. He laved in between her fingers with his tongue, like a dog, except this slippery gesture of his touched her soul.

  Carson’s deep, guttural sounds behind her and the way he lavished her back with a steamy trail of kisses down her spine, told her that he enjoyed himself as much as she did.

  His fingers squirming in her ass overwhelmed her still. She wondered if she would ever get used to the dark, provocative invasion of such a private area. The taboo intrusion in her most intimate orifice thrilled her endlessly, as personal as it was.

  Amber purred, amused that her cat nature seemed to be slipping out. She laid her head on the pillow and soaked in Dane’s dark, brooding features. He was rugged and scruffy with purely masculine attributes. His very pores seemed to ooze testosterone.

  He brushed her cheek softly with the backs of his fingers. This intimacy was too much. She felt too much. It was like he was sucking her into his trap without even trying. They imprisoned her soul and consequently, set her free.

  “Fuck, I can’t wait anymore.” Carson tossed the tube. “I need to lose myself in this tight, hot ass and fuck you hard until you scream my name.”

  She shivered. “You mean gently, right?”

  He laughed. “Sure, baby. That’s what I meant.”

  She swallowed. Two men inside of her at once was bound to be more than she could handle, but she was more than ready to take that challenge.

  “Lie down on your side,” Carson advised. “Penetration shouldn’t be as deep that way.”

  Amber did as she was told.

  “And deep penetration is a problem because…?” Dane lay down on his side and assisted Carson in pulling the covers over their bodies.

  “Her ass and pussy are almost virgin-tight. The shallower we penetrate her this first time, the less it’ll hurt her.”

  “That’s considerate of you.” She kissed the top of his hand. “Next time you can go really deep, as deep as you want.”

  “We will,” Dane said while fingering her tingly nipple.

  “Baby, next time I’m shoving my cock into you so deep it’ll come up your throat,” Carson promised in a rough, heated murmur.

  A chilly shiver of need shot up her spine.

  Carson pushed her toward his brother. “You first. Hold her ass open for me once you get inside.”

  Dane rolled onto his back and guided Amber’s hand to his penis when she straddled him. His stiff, angry cock sweltered in her hand. A girl could get used to this on a cold winter’s night, being snuggled up next to a hard, hot male…or two, even better. She positioned the head of his shaft at the entry to her pussy and shoved it inside of her at the same time she pushed down with her hips. She gasped as his length and width spread her vaginal walls apart, making room for him inside of her body. The heat from his dick consumed her.

  Dane groaned. “You feel too good, girl.”

  So did he.

  Carson nudged her body forward into Dane’s arms while he got into place.

  Dane spread her cheeks apart, preparing the way for his brother’s conquest.

  Amber wailed when the crown of Carson’s erection popped into her anus, creating a painful burn that was continuous and too much to handle.

  “Relax, baby.” He rubbed a soothing hand over her shoulder. “You know what to do.”

  Dane was a beacon of consolation in her moment of suffering. “Just relax, little mate. Let Car have your ass. Breathe. You’re doing great.”

  She took his advice, trying to adjust to the fullness and pressure of having two hard and ready cocks up inside her at once.

  Carson rubbed her ass cheek to calm her. “You’ll get used to us, baby. Just kiss Dane while I push deeper inside you.”

  That was a suggestion she could get behind anytime. She slanted her lips against Dane’s, massaging him with warm nibbles and moist little licks.

  Carson continued to advance and then retreat slowly, gaining an inch each time he pushed a little deeper inside of her.

  Amber moaned, feeling like something of a stuffed turkey at Thanksgiving. She was crammed full of cock, but the filling sensation was hot and delicious. This all-consuming sensation of two men inside of her felt like possession.

  Carson was almost entirely in. “Let’s roll over.”

  The men ever so carefully rolled onto their sides, bringing her with them. It was awkward and uncomfortable with them both still inside of her while they all rolled together as one entity against the crisp linen sheets, but once they were all situated and lying on their sides again she relaxed.

  Dane thrust first and then Carson took a stab at it. They took turns plundering and fleeing the depths of the orifice they occupied. Dane pillaged her cunt while alternately Carson took ground in her ass, both of them buried deep inside of her despite the claim that they would only be in shallow. Either shallow was impossibly deep, or they were tunneling into her as far as they could.

  Amber was bombarded with pain and pleasure until she couldn’t stand it anymore. It was too much. The blankets provided ample warmth for her against the October chill, and her men’s bodies were more than adequate for the task.

  Their sounds filled the room with carnal knowledge of its deviant occupants. If those walls could talk, guests would be appalled at the provocative images that were painted of their wantonness with each other.

  Dane gently rubbed her clit while he stared into her eyes, his moans and grunts taking over him like a merciless conqueror, a ruthless enemy he didn’t seem to want to fight.

  Amber whimpered at the tingles his touch evoked on her clit. “Don’t touch me there.”

  She couldn’t handle another orgasm. Not with them inside of her like this. The ones earlier had been intense. However would she survive this one?

  “It’s mine to touch,” Dane stated firmly but affectionately.

  His finger wouldn’t take no for an answer and her clit wouldn’t have it any other way.

  Carson swatted her ass, grunting while he pistoned into her from behind. “Your orgasms are ours to control, Amber, not yours. Say it.”

  “My orgasms are yours and Dane’s to control, Sir.” A hot flash of bliss enveloped her at having her pleasure dictated by her lovers.

  Carson growled. “Try to time her orgasm with ours. That way she can feel how amazing it is when three people come together at the same time.”

  “I’ll do my best,” Dane ras
ped.

  She could tell they were close. Dane’s face distorted from the coming release, and Carson grew louder and moved faster inside of her.

  The buzz from the impending climax hovered over her, demanding release from her body.

  “Come for us, girl.” Dane spoke softly, but his words seemed to be an effort to articulate since he was so close to losing it. “Milk our cocks.”

  She came almost before he finished speaking. Her pussy and ass gripped their erections, trying to contract fully but unable to with the level of fullness they provided her. They were buried deep inside of her and wouldn’t retreat.

  Dane looked like he was suffering from demonic possession as he fought like a lion to hold back his release until she’d found hers.

  Amber screamed like a banshee when the finale hit. Her writhing triggered both of their orgasms and the men both came inside of her.

  Carson roared his release and pounded her ass for a few final thrusts, plunging his canines into the mating mark he’d given her before.

  When Dane came, she heard the feral growl of a tiger as he sank his teeth into the junction of her shoulder and neck on the other side where he’d claimed her previously.

  Her second climax merged with the first. Its intensity scared her. She fought against it, but her body was weak when opposed by enticing pleasure from the men who gave her longings of fire.

  The agonizing pain of hard, deep ass fucking jarred her senses and inflicted her with fierce cravings she’d never stop wanting to sate. The pleasure of their romp was an agony to rival the soreness in her asshole.

  When the shudders, moans, and screams passed, the triad was left in a sweaty, breathless heap beneath the covers. The men lingered inside of Amber, holding her close to their heaving bodies and caressing her gently, making her shiver until the enveloping heat chased her chills away, left her feeling hotter than she had ever been in her life.

  “Thank you for existing,” she whispered.

  Dane smiled at her and brushed a tendril of hair back from her face.

  Carson laughed. “We were that good, huh?”

  She grinned. “You were, but it’s more than that. I’ve known for a while now that I love both of you, but when you gave me that ring my heart broke.”

  “Baby doll, you’re sending mixed signals,” Carson said, “but I think I get your drift.”

  She smiled. “I meant my heart broke with joy.”

  Dane kissed the bridge of her nose and then nuzzled the tip. “I knew what you meant. We adore you, too, little mate, more than you know.”

  Carson cuddled her from behind and breathed in the fall air that she could smell lingering on her own hair. “We waited a long time for you, baby. Don’t ever leave us or we’ll hunt you down and sex you good after a sound spanking.”

  “Creepy,” she teased.

  He laughed. “It was supposed to warm the cockles of your heart.”

  She kissed his hand, breathing in the addicting scent of his skin. “It did. I couldn’t leave you guys if I tried.”

  “We want you to move in with us before the wedding. I can’t stand this long-distance relationship we have,” Dane said.

  Amber smirked. “I live across town. It’s not that far.”

  His lips swerved into a lopsided grin. “It’s too far.”

  “It is. I’ll move in here.” She paused. “When we do scenes together, is my safe word still red?”

  “No, baby. You get a personal one now,” Carson replied. “You’re completely ours. We’re going to collar you and marry you and fuck you whenever you’re not asleep or at work.”

  She laughed a little. “Oh wow. That sounds yummy.”

  They snuggled a few minutes longer before heading into the bathroom to shower together. The rising steam caressed her body while their love wrapped over her heart, warm and comforting like a blanket.

  “Will you guys shift for me?” she asked when they got back in bed together. “I want to see you guys as tigers.”

  “Anything for you, little mate.” Dane blew her a kiss. “If you like we’ll sleep on either side of you that way and our fur will help keep you warm.”

  “That sounds heavenly.”

  Both men shifted into massive, glorious tigers. Dane was an orange Bengal tiger with black stripes and whiskey-colored eyes.

  Carson was a white tiger with black stripes and light-blue eyes.

  “So beautiful.” She ran her hands over their furry bodies.

  The tigers purred and leaned into her touches, tails wiggling slowly in a rhythmic dance of contentment. As promised, they sandwiched her nude body in, making a protective fort of fur on either side of her. They were soft and warm as the heat from their bodies baked against her naked flesh.

  She hummed softly to them, lulling them with romantic tunes while they relaxed her with their gentle purring. She drifted off to sleep surrounded by protective, happy tigers and the soft heat of their fur cushioning her in to the most restful sleep she’d ever known.

  They made her feel beautiful and worthy. Both her mates made her feel safe, but above all they made her feel loved. This was what she’d always hoped for. This was where she belonged.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Zoey Marcel lives with her husband, their baby, and their quirky pug in the Pacific Northwest.

  She writes erotic romance and erotica, and her favorite genres include paranormal, BDSM, ménage, cowboys, dark fantasy, and historical. Her stories range from scorching and moving, to dark and edgy. She enjoys variety in her characters, but her favorite heroes are alphas and the tortured ones in need of love and redemption.

  When she’s not writing, Zoey enjoys spending time with her husband and friends, working out, reading, going for drives, and seeing new places.

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