by Marla Monroe
Briana moaned at his dirty words and clamped down on his dick in her pussy until he groaned. It caused her to tighten around Dillon’s cock as well. He began to lose his rhythm and cursed.
“Fuck, I’m going to come. Gavin, I want her to come first.” Dillon grunted.
Gavin reached between them and fingered her clit then pinched it, and she screamed as her climax rolled over her, sending her flying off a cliff with no end in sight. She felt Gavin and Dillon both come inside her. The heat of their cum sent her into another frenzy of climax. Then she collapsed on top of Gavin and was dimly aware that Dillon did the same thing on her.
Gavin seemed to handle it okay at first, but soon fought to roll them all over on the bed. Dillon cursed when his feet fell off the other side of the bed. He pulled from her ass, making her groan at the sudden loss.
“Sorry, baby. I’ll be right back.” Dillon padded into the bathroom.
“You okay, Briana?” Gavin asked. “You’re not hurting anywhere, are you?”
“I’m fine. I’m going to be sore tomorrow from all the coming, but I’m not hurting,” she assured him.
She felt wonderful. The only thing that would have made it perfect was to hear the words afterwards. But neither man said them, and she wasn’t sure she would have believed them if they had. She swallowed. She had to stop thinking about the emotional side of things for now. She needed to concentrate on the babies and making things work right now.
After Dillon cleaned her up, they all three curled up around each other to go to sleep. It took Briana a while to drift off since she’d had her nap earlier, but after a little while of listening to the men snore, she dozed off.
* * * *
Dillon couldn’t relax until they had moved all of Briana’s things to the house. He worried that she would change her mind before they had her completely moved. Once she was settled in the house, he began to calm down some. He was still smarting over the fact that Gavin had turned the tables and announced he was going to marry her, not Dillon, as they’d discussed. The thing was, his reasoning was sound.
He was the oldest by several minutes, so the majority of their parents’ estate would come to him. As his wife, that meant if something happened to Gavin, then it would go to Briana and the children. Plus, he had fallen in love with her. He could admit it to himself and Dillon. He refused to tell Briana, though, until after the babies were born.
“She won’t believe me, just like she doesn’t believe you. She needs time to adjust to everything. We’ll get her to marry me and prove to her we love her. She’ll see over time.”
Dillon wasn’t so sure that waiting to tell her was the right thing to do. He wanted to tell her every day several times a day. But he waited and showed her instead.
Cole showed up the next week to tell them that they planned to take the job north of Dallas and would be leaving that next Sunday to settle in. Gavin merely nodded and said they’d be ready. Dillon wasn’t ready to leave her just yet. She was going to the doctor again in a couple of weeks. They’d miss it and not know for sure what the doctor said. She wouldn’t tell them all of it. So far, he couldn’t tell that she had gained any weight whatsoever.
Gavin constantly fussed at her to eat, and that caused tension in the house. Dillon tried to bridge the gap and smooth things over, but it was getting on all of their nerves. Maybe the job would be a good idea after all.
“So when will you be back?” she asked.
Dillon could tell she didn’t like it. That gave him hope that she would miss them while they were gone.
“We’ll be back on Friday night around nine,” Gavin told her. “Maybe earlier.”
“You’ll be careful, won’t you?”
Dillon drew her into his arms. “Always, baby. We’ll be back before you know it.”
They made slow, sweet love to her Saturday night in an effort to show her how much she meant to them. She had snuggled up with them and gone to sleep. The guys left the bedroom to talk.
“I talked to West and Kyle. Brandy is supposed to check on her all week and Cole said Tina will, too,” Gavin said.
“Good. I don’t like her being totally alone. Plus, she needs to take care of herself, and she won’t if someone doesn’t push her. Tina will do that.”
“Are we okay, Dillon?” Gavin asked, looking him in the eye.
“Yeah. I don’t like it, but you’re right. It makes sense for you to marry her. It hurts my feelings that I can’t be the one she’s tied to.”
“You’re special to her, Dillon. She’ll never feel the way she feels about you for me.”
“I think you’re wrong about that,” Dillon told him. “She’s asked me why you don’t love her, and she worries about it.”
“Time will tell.” Gavin sighed. “I guess we better hit the bed. We’ve got a long day ahead of us tomorrow.”
They padded back upstairs to climb into bed and go to sleep.
Chapter Seventeen
The week passed quickly for Briana. She missed the guys something fierce, but concentrated on work and got back in the groove of things. She had frequent visits from both Brandy and Tina. She knew they were there to spy on her to be sure she ate and took care of herself. Still, she thoroughly enjoyed their company. Both women were totally in love with their men.
With them, she could confess her love for the guys, but not to Gavin and Dillon. Not yet. They would use it to get her to agree to marry them, and she wanted love for that. Without love, nothing would last.
Friday night, they pulled into the drive at a quarter until nine. She couldn’t help but be excited, and danced when they walked in the house pulling off their helmets and riding gear.
Dillon grinned from ear to ear at her enthusiasm that they were home. He picked her up and twirled her in the air.
“Are you glad to see us, baby? Did you miss us just a little bit?” he asked.
“I missed you a little bit. Mostly in bed, though. I get cold without you there to keep me warm.”
Gavin pulled her out of Dillon’s arms and laid a fierce kiss on her. His tongue slid along hers before tempting her to join him in his mouth. Then he pulled back and grinned at her.
“Just in bed, huh? I’ll remember that when you’re horny.”
He hefted her up and down and frowned. “You feel like you’ve lost weight again.”
“I’ve been eating. Four small meals a day like he suggested. And I can eat fish now. I had grilled catfish yesterday. Brandy and I went out to eat dinner last night.”
“You went alone?” Gavin said, his frown deepening.
“Yeah, we didn’t go far, and she’s a safe driver.” She pouted.
“That’s good about the fish, baby.” Dillon, always the one to settle things down, piped up.
“So, you go back to the doctor next week. You’ll tell us the truth about what he says, won’t you?” Gavin pushed.
She rolled her eyes. “Yeah. It’s going to be good news. I just know it. I’ve been eating. You’ll see.”
“How ’bout we order pizza in? Do you think you can eat a pizza, baby?” Dillon asked.
“You know, I think I can. If not, I’ll eat the rest of my grilled chicken I had for lunch.”
“Why don’t you order for us while we shower and get cleaned up?” Gavin suggested.
Briana called in the pizza order then decided to give one of them a blow job. She would choose based on who was in the shower at the time. She caught Dillon getting undressed and kissed him.
“I’m going to give Gavin a BJ. It won’t hurt your feelings, will it?” she asked.
“Only if you use up all the hot water,” he joked. “I love you, baby. I know you love me, too.”
She swallowed, but didn’t confirm it. Instead, she kissed him again and quickly undressed. She slipped in the shower before Gavin realized she was there, and was on her knees with his cock in her mouth when he finally cleared the soap from his eyes.
“Baby, you don’t have to do that.” He rested his
hands on her head.
She looked up at him and deep-throated him. He slammed his hand against the back of the shower.
“Fuck!”
She took that as a good sign and licked him up and down before sucking in just the head to tease with her tongue. She squeezed the base of him and met her mouth with her hand over and over until he was going up on his toes with each twist of her hand. She nibbled around the underside of his cockhead, then sucked him down her throat once again. She relaxed and breathed through her nose so she could swallow him deeper.
He dug his fingernails in her scalp and began pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. He thrust harder and faster until his rhythm faltered. He started to pull out.
“Easy, baby. I’m going to come.”
She sucked him deep, and he filled her throat with cum. She worked to swallow it all. When he was finished, she cleaned his dick with her tongue and looked up at him with horny eyes. Then she slid her fingers between her legs and dipped them in her hot cunt and brought them out for him to taste her pussy juices.
Gavin closed his eyes and hummed his appreciation. She held onto his hips and pulled herself up. He immediately reached down to help her.
“Better leave some hot water for Dillon,” Gavin said. “I’ll take care of you while we wait on the pizza.”
“Later, Gavin. The pizza will be here too soon. I don’t want to rush it when you have your mouth on my pussy.”
“Fuck, I want in that hot cunt of yours.”
“You can wait. Besides, you need a little recovery period, I think.”
“I don’t think so. What do you think?” He brushed his semierect cock against her belly, and it thumped against her as it grew.
“Wow. You’re resilient, aren’t you?”
“Only with you, baby. Only with you.” With those words, he finished drying off and walked into the bedroom where he said something to Dillon.
Briana wrapped the towel around her and hurried out of the bathroom to get dressed. Dillon smiled at her and popped her on the behind as she passed. She flashed him a wicked grin and grabbed up her clothes to slip into them before she froze. Gavin helped her with her socks and shoes.
“Looks like you might have a little bit of a baby bump, finally. Making it hard for you to bend over, huh?”
She popped him on the chest and growled at him. Then she hurried down the stairs to answer the door.
When Gavin caught up with her he swung her around and frowned at her.
“Don’t ever run down those stairs again. You could have lost your balance and fallen. And you don’t answer the door without being sure who it is.”
“Don’t come home and lecture me, Gavin.”
The doorbell rang again. Gavin huffed out a breath and answered it. He paid the man and carried the pizzas into the living room. When Dillon walked downstairs, he seemed to notice the tension in the room, because he cursed and glared at Gavin.
“I swear, she gives you a blow job that I happen to know from experience is superb, and you’re already pissing her off. What gives this time?”
“She ran down the stairs,” Gavin told him.
Dillon frowned and leveled a steady gaze at her. “Briana, you’re already off balance some from being pregnant. You shouldn’t be hurrying down the stairs, much less running down them. You know better than that.”
She sighed and nodded. They were right. It didn’t make her feel any better, though. She sulked up for a while, but managed to eat two pieces of the pizza after picking off the olives. She really was trying. She would eat a small snack before bed as well. They watched a movie then headed to bed.
The weekend passed quickly, and soon she was waving them off on Sunday afternoon. She hated for them to leave, but she needed the alone time from them. Together they were so intense. She knew they were right about most of the things they fussed at her about, but she didn’t do them when they weren’t around. Why did she do them when they were? Because you want their attention. You’ve got it anyway. Why do you have to make things worse by acting out?
On Wednesday, she drove to the doctor’s office and waited her turn to see him. She’d turned down Brandy and Tina’s offer to accompany her. She wanted to go alone this time. The first time had been overwhelming between finding out she was going to have twins and dealing with two men hovering over her.
Unfortunately, she got fussed at because she had only gained two pounds. Her anemia was improved, but not as much as he wanted. He sent her to a dietitian to see if she could help her, and warned her of the dangers of not getting enough nutrition. She dreaded telling the guys the news. Still, she was doing her best. She drove home in tears and nearly ran a red light.
They called her almost before she got in the door. She snapped at them and then regretted it.
“I’m sorry. I’m just upset.”
Gavin immediately knew something was wrong. “What is it? Do we need to come home?”
“No. I’m fine. The babies are fine, but I only gained two pounds. He fussed at me. I’m doing the best I can. I snack all during the day. What else can I do?”
“Easy, baby. Don’t get so upset. It’s not good for you.”
“Good for the babies, you mean,” she snapped, and once again regretted it.
“Maybe I need to send Dillon home, baby. You don’t sound so good.”
“No, don’t do that. You all need to work so you can finish sooner. I miss you guys. I’ll be fine.”
“Here’s Dillon. He’s about to have a fit to talk to you. Take care, Briana.”
“Baby, what’s wrong? You sound upset even from across the room.”
She went back over what the doctor said and her frustration at not gaining weight. He was much more sympathetic. It soothed her spirits, but she knew Gavin meant well. He was just so much more serious than Dillon. And that was a good thing in most situations.
Dillon hung up telling her he loved her and they would be home soon. Briana put up the phone and dutifully pulled out the peanut butter and crackers she’d made up for snacks. She poured a glass of milk and ate as many as she could without making herself sick, and then she returned to the office and settled down to work.
* * * *
Dillon and Gavin pulled into the drive around eight p.m. Friday night. This time, Briana didn’t meet them at the door like before. Dillon immediately got worried and hurried in the house, calling out her name.
“Briana?” Dillon took the stairs two at a time.
He found her sound asleep in the bedroom, oblivious to their having arrived. Gavin walked in right behind him.
“She’s asleep,” Dillon told him incredulously. “She didn’t hear us calling her.”
“She must be exhausted. Maybe she hadn’t been sleeping well with us gone,” Gavin suggested.
“Let’s let her sleep.” Dillon turned and headed back downstairs.
He was a little disappointed that she hadn’t been waiting on them, but even more worried that she was sleeping so hard. After the phone call earlier in the week, they’d keep in touch more often. She’d seemed fine, telling them that she was eating more and doing well. Had it all been an act?
“Don’t think so hard, Dillon. She’s going to be fine. We’ll see to it. If we don’t need to go back, we won’t go back. Cole and the others will understand.” Gavin slapped him on the shoulder.
“I know. I can’t help but feel like there is something wrong.”
“We’ll figure it out.”
They settled down to watch TV downstairs and waited for Briana to wake up. When she didn’t come downstairs by ten, Dillon got up to go see about her. About halfway up the stairs, she walked out of the bedroom and smiled down at him.
“I knew you were home since it was so late. Why didn’t you wake me up?” she demanded.
Dillon walked the rest of the way upstairs and pulled her into a hug.
“We figured you needed the rest, but you had us worried. What time did you lie down to take a nap?”
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sp; “About six. I got up early this morning and it finally caught up with me.” She kissed him and looked over his shoulder. “Where is Gavin?”
“He’s in the kitchen fixing you something to eat.”
“I am a little hungry,” she admitted to him.
Dillon rubbed a hand over her rounded belly. “Your baby bump is bigger than it was last week.”
“I know.” She frowned. “I’m going to have to start wearing looser clothes. I’m having trouble getting my pants on over it.”
“We’ll go shopping tomorrow and find you some comfortable clothes to wear,” he said.
She smiled and turned around toward the stairs. She stumbled and would have fallen if Dillon hadn’t caught her.
“Hey! Easy. What happened?”
“I turned too fast and got dizzy. I know better than to do that. I just forgot.”
“Do you get dizzy often?” Dillon held her still when she would have continued down the stairs.
“Only if I turn too fast or stand up too quick.”
Dillon helped her downstairs to the kitchen where Gavin had a piece of grilled chicken and some green beans warmed up. He smiled when he saw Briana.
“Hey, baby. How are you doing?” He leaned down and kissed her then ran a hand down her belly to rub it.
“I’m fine. Thanks for fixing me something to eat. I was a little bit hungry.”
Gavin kissed her again and led her over to the table where he sat her plate and a glass of milk.
Dillon refrained from telling Gavin anything about her being dizzy earlier and the fact that she was having trouble with it. He would talk to him about it later. Right now, they were all doing really well together. He liked that.
“You’re not working too hard are you, Briana?” Gavin asked her.
“No. Honestly, I’m not. I woke up really early this morning and couldn’t go back to sleep so I went ahead and ate then started working. I stopped for a couple of hours around lunchtime and took a nap. Then I started back and stopped when I got sleepy again at six.”