by Graham, Jan
“Take some deep breaths, gorgeous,” Christian said. “Daniel and I are here now.”
Angel slowly gained control of her tears. Concerned glances were exchanged between Christian and Daniel as they waited for Angel to calm. Daniel knew this was more than mere shock from the events of the day. Angel looked exhausted. She remained holding Christian hands, but she had moved them down near her throat as if the weight of holding her arms up near her face had been too much of an effort to continue. Her body had gone limp, held upright only because Daniel remained supporting her from behind. The pulse in her neck visibly beat against Christian’s hand, slowing with every thump until it finally stabilized into a regular pace.
“Talk to us, baby. Tell us what’s got you so upset?” Daniel hoped his voice would soothe her as she rested against his chest.
“I can’t. I don’t know how to tell you.” Exhaustion was evident in Angel’s voice. “It won’t make sense.”
“Tell us anyway,” encouraged Christian.
“It doesn’t even make sense to me,” replied Angel. “I just think. I mean I can’t. I’m, I just feel…” Daniel watched as Angel struggled for words. “You just what, baby?” Daniel tilted her face toward him. “You just feel what?”
“Lost, I just feel lost,” she said, silent tears flowing down her face as the words came out of her mouth. “I’m so lost,” she repeated.
Daniel’s arms enveloped her. Christian leaned in and kissed her cheek before stroking her face and gently wiping her tears as they fell.
“You’re not lost anymore, Angel,” Christian said tenderly. “Daniel and I know exactly where you are.”
“That’s right, Angel,” Daniel added, “and whenever you feel lost, all you need to do is ask us and we’ll tell exactly where you are.”
“You won’t say that once you get to know me better,” Angel said weakly.
“Let us be the judge of that, young woman,” Daniel said firmly. His next question was directed to Christian. “Now, will we all be sleeping in your bed or mine?”
“Probably less of a mess in your room,” Christian replied.
“Why are we going to Daniel’s bed?” Angel asked.
“Mine is a king-size bed and yours is only a queen-size,” Daniel said. “There is more room for three in mine.”
Christian stood up and scooped Angel into his arms. “Lead the way, big brother. I’ve got her.”
“I’m too heavy for you to carry me,” Angel protested.
Daniel noted his brother’s silence at Angel’s statement as Christian carried her to Daniel’s bedroom. It never ceased to amaze Daniel why truly gorgeous and voluptuous women saw themselves as being heavy or overweight. God, he would rather have a curvy woman with some flesh on her bones as opposed to a model-thin creature that looked like a skeleton covered in skin. Daniel smiled at his brother’s rebuke.
“I’m only going to say this to you once, Angel, so listen carefully.” Christian’s voice carried an air of authority as he spoke. “You will never say anything like that to me again. You are not too heavy, I will not accept hearing statements from you about weight, how large you think you are, and most importantly, you will never call yourself fat. While ever you are with Daniel and me, any mention of these things will result in a punishment that will make your arse glow a nice shade of red…Do you understand me, Angel?”
“Um, yes, Christian, I understand,” Angel responded.
“Good girl,” Christian stated as he lay her down on Daniel’s bed. “Now, tell me why you are looking worried,” he said, climbing in beside her and pulling up the covers on his side of the bed.
“Yes, I don’t like seeing the woman I’m about to get into bed with frowning,” Daniel chipped in as he lay down on the other side of Angel. He adjusted the covers over her before pulling them over himself. “So, what is it?”
“Yes, sweetie, spill.” Christian rolled on his side to look at her.
“I’m really exhausted. I’m not sure I will be very pleasing to either of you right now. I mean, compared to if we had sex under different circumstances. That’s all.”
“She is presumptuous sometimes, isn’t she?” Christian looked over her, directing his comment to Daniel.
“Yes, we may need to break her of that habit,” Daniel replied.
“Still, at least we know she’s willing to have sex with us, and she thinks she can please us, which is always good to know,” Christian jested.
“Definitely.” Daniel smiled down at her. “Now, back to this presumptive habit you have. Did either of us mention sex?” He motioned between Christian and himself.
Angel shook her head.
“And what did I say when Christian and I were talking about what bedroom to use?”
Angel fidgeted with the sheet. “You said, ‘Will we be sleeping in your bed or mine.’”
“Exactly. Sleeping!” Daniel winked at her, reached up toward the headboard, and turned out the light.
Chapter Ten
Angel woke up the next morning snuggled between two incredible men. Christian and Daniel appeared to be sleeping soundly, and not wanting to wake them, she decided to stay right where she was. Angel was lying on her side, one arm draped across Daniel’s chest, with her head resting not far from his shoulder. Christian had his arm around her waist, cuddling into her back, his chin resting near the top of her head. Even as they slept, Angel could feel their strength. She breathed in the smell of Daniel’s fresh body. Divine. She inhaled deeply. Simply divine. Every time either one of them was close to her, she could feel her pussy moisten, and being held by them made her so horny she could hardly stand it. She thought of Daniel holding her on the veranda the previous night. He must have felt her nipples harden as he drew her into his embrace, smelt her arousal as he held her. Damn, she was so horny now, pressed between the two of them.
Angel wondered how she had been lucky enough to meet them, how they had managed to find her. Both men were so far removed from the type of person that existed in her world she thought their meeting must surely fall into the miracle category. This morning everything felt different. She did feel like she belonged here. Last night she had been overwhelmed, totally lost. This morning, she finally felt like she had been found, and today she was the luckiest woman in the world.
Both men were visually stunning with bodies that were firm and sculpted. Michelangelo couldn’t have done a better job if he had created Daniel and Christian rather than his masterpiece of David. Angel let out a soft gasp suddenly recalling the size of the penis on the statue of David.
Please let my two Michelangelos be more endowed than David.
Of course, the fact that she could feel something hard protruding into her butt cheeks as Christian cuddled her did give her some indication of what he had to offer. Daniel, on the other hand, didn’t seem to have any sign of an erection, but then again the sheets were crunched up in a pile, so it was a bit hard to tell. Angel wondered if she could take a peek at Daniel’s manhood while he slept. After all, he was lying on his back with the sheet nestled on his lower abdomen. It wouldn’t be too difficult to accidentally brush the sheet a bit farther down.
Angel began to slowly sneak her hand downward away from Daniel’s chest. As her hand reached his abdomen, Daniel took hold of it, raised it to his mouth, and kissed her fingers before whispering, “Good morning, Angel.”
Drat. Angel greeted Daniel with a softly spoken good morning.
“And how are you feeling this morning? Did you sleep well?” he asked.
“I feel much better. Thanks for asking, and I slept better than I have in ages.” Angel moved forward to snuggle closer to Daniel, only to be hindered by the sleeping Christian who held her firmly against his body. Angel let out a sigh of frustration. She didn’t want to wake Christian but really wanted to cuddle Daniel more closely.
“Is something bothering you?” Daniel asked.
“Yes, actually there is something bothering me. Christian’s morning erection is slowly push
ing its way in between my butt cheeks,” Angel complained.
“Hazard of sleeping with a beautiful woman.” Daniel smiled at her.
“So what about you? Why don’t you have one…or don’t you think I’m beautiful?” she asked, looking up at Daniel all doe-eyed and innocent.
Without saying a word, Daniel moved her hand downward and under the covers until her hand was resting against his hard cock. Angel let out a soft gasp.
“So you do think I’m beautiful,” Angel said, staring up at him with a cheeky smile.
Daniel released her hand, and Angel began to gently run her fingers over the mound in his satin pyjama bottoms. Daniel closed his eyes and breathed deeply as her fingers released his erection through the opening at the front of his pants. Angel closed her hand around his hard cock and began to stroke it. The slow, firm strokes emitted a deep groan from Daniel. He felt wonderful, his hard cock growing more, now resting close to his lower stomach. Angel loved the feel of it in her hand and smiled to herself as she let one finger stray to its tip, circle the eye, and smooth the moist little droplets of fluid over its defined head. Daniel breathed in, making a soft hissing sound.
“You are heading for serious trouble if you keep that up.” His deep, in-control voice had taken on a breathless edge which Angel relished.
She loved the effect her touch appeared to be having on him. If she had been able to release herself from Christian’s firm hold, then Daniel would have been feeling her go down on him by now. For now though, he seemed enthralled in what she was doing with her hand. Daniel rolled onto his side to face Angel, causing her hand fall away from his cock. His hand cupped her chin and he tilted her head slightly to gaze into her eyes.
“Eyes filled with passion,” he stated. “I hope you realise your eyes are the windows to your soul.” Angel didn’t reply. She reached for him again, letting two fingers gently circle the head of his penis.
“You’re bigger than I expected.” She whispered her thoughts, briefly returning to her ponderings about Michelangelo’s David.
Angel felt his fingers trace the outline of her lips, his head lowered so his lips rested against hers.
“All the better to fuck you with,” he breathed.
His lips brushed hers once more before kissing her mouth and releasing his passion, allowing it to mingle with her own. His kiss was strong and firm just like his body. Angel felt a tingling between her legs, a sign of her increasing wetness as her body prepared itself for him. Her nipples hardened as Daniel’s body brushed against her. She felt a hand sliding over the satin night gown she was wearing, slipping across her stomach and upward toward her breasts. Angel’s soft moans of pleasure were muffled by Daniel’s kiss as fingers teased one of her nipples. Angel felt Christian move behind her and realised it was his hand, not Daniel’s, on her breast.
“Before things get too hot and heavy,” Christian whispered into her ear, “I have three things to say. One, I’m bigger…two, I love waking up to the smell of female arousal in the mornings…and three, how dare you start without me. Just know you will never be punished for waking me up to have sex.”
Suddenly overwhelmed by the exquisite contradiction of pleasure and pain, Angel pulled away from Daniel’s kiss and cried out as Christian’s gentle nipple teasing turned into a hard pinch. He firmly rolled the hard nub between strong fingers before pulling the nipple toward him, forcing her to roll back against his body.
“That was for not waking me,” Christian said as he released her nipple and again ran his hand over her night gown. “This has to go.” His words coincided with the sound of ripping material and the sensation of cool air hitting her breasts.
“Much better.” Daniel smiled.
Angel was just about to protest the destruction of her expensive bedroom wear when she felt Daniel’s mouth against her breast. His lips found her nipple and kissed it as he raised his hand to cup her other breast, giving it a tender squeeze. The force of him against her chest pushed her back against Christian, whose erection was now even harder as it pressed against her. Daniel’s tongue circled her nipple before flicking against it, causing her arousal to magnify. Angel opened her legs in an attempt to ease the tension of her swelling pussy. She let her leg rest on Daniel’s hip and felt his hardness brush her inner thigh. She arched her back, pushing her chest forward as he continued to ravish her breasts.
Angel stretched her arm back over her head, and finding Christian’s soft curls, she pulled his head forward to kiss him as her moans of pleasure grew louder. Christian ran his hand down her side before detouring over her buttocks. Angel felt his large hand rest on her left butt check, giving it a soft squeeze. Her body was on fire, every sense heightened. Her cunt was wet and throbbing, her clit engorged and almost painful between her legs as both men continued to play with her. She bit Christian’s bottom lip in response to Daniel’s teeth clamping down on her nipple, only to feel the sting of his hand as it slapped her arse hard. Angel whimpered, not because of the sting of Christian’s hand or the bite on her nipple but because she was desperate for some release from this sensual torture.
“Please.” Angel’s voice was soft. “Oh please.”
Christian slid his hand down her bottom and in between her legs. Her cunt was hot, and she was so wet that she was dripping. He slid his fingers between her pussy lips, moving across her opening with ease, finding the swollen bud he was seeking. As his fingers brushed up against her clit, he felt her body shiver and another soft please escaped from her mouth.
Daniel raised his head and kissed her once more. Christian saw Angel swallow Daniel’s kiss with fervour and heard her groaning in desperation as he continued to tease her pussy. He kept her hanging of the precipice of an orgasm, never letting her go over the edge. Daniel’s hand joined Christian’s in between her legs. Christian’s fingers backed away from her clit as Daniel’s replaced them.
“Oh that is beautiful,” Christian heard his brother say as Daniel’s fingers felt her wetness for the first time.
Christian slid a finger inside her and began teasing her with gentle thrusts, his long fingers finding that elusive spot without hesitation. Daniel let his fingers circle her now fully engorged clit, causing tiny shivers to ripple across Angel’s flesh.
“Oh please, don’t stop. I need to come. Please let me come this time, please,” Angel begged the two men who were now totally in control of her body.
Christian inserted another finger inside her, fucking her deeper and slightly harder than before. Her muscles began to clench around his fingers as if willing him to continue. Angel’s breathing shallowed as her body writhed beneath their expert hands. Both men found a nipple and slowly began to tease them with their mouths. Christian delighted in Angel’s cry as his tongue flicked wickedly over the hard bud. As her pussy began to contract, a cry of sheer pleasure escaped her lips, and her hips thrust against his fingers inside her. Christian released her nipple to observe her. He loved the look of total abandon on Angel’s face, she was there, the place of ultimate release, her body orgasming at the hands of both men. Daniel had also released Angel’s nipple, joining Christian as they watched her continue to come while they fucked her with their fingers. She showed no sign of asking for them to stop, totally enraptured in the waves of pleasure running through her body. As the men eased back the stimulation of her cunt, Angel’s body shivered before finally going limp.
“You, my Angel, are even more beautiful when you are aroused and coming,” Christian said into her ear as Angel slowly came back to reality.
“Do you always drift away into yourself when you come?” Daniel stared down at her, smiling and caressing her face with his hand.
Angel nodded.
“Especially if the orgasms are mind blowing.” She smiled, nestling her cheek into his hand before turning and kissing his palm. Her scent was on his hand, the smell of sex in the air. As Angel’s breathing returned to normal, it became obvious that she wanted more. Angel guided her hands down each of their har
d bodies until she found their hard cocks, and began to massage them both gently along the shaft.
“Can I assist either of you gentlemen with the tension you seem to be storing here?” she teased, her eyes roving between the two of them laying either side of her.
“Do your best.” Christian smiled as he moved up in the bed, finally resting himself against the head of the bed, his hard cock bobbing close to her face.
“Mmm, that looks tasty.” Angel turned her face toward him and gave the swollen head a quick lick. Holding the base of his cock, Christian angled himself toward Angel’s open mouth.
“Thank you.” Her words muffled as she began to suck Christian tenderly.
“Oh, baby,” Christian groaned as Angel began to suck him. As she moved her mouth up and down along his hard member, her tongue stroked the back of his shaft with a firmness he had only ever experienced from a hand.
“I get the impression you’ve done this before.” He breathed out, wondering how long he could last before filling her mouth.
Angel’s muffled giggle made him smile. Her oral technique made him pray. Oh please don’t let this be too good to be true. Angel was still holding Daniel’s cock, gently stroking it with her fingers as she sucked Christian. “Where would you like me, baby?” Daniel asked as he ran one hand along the curves of her body. Without a word and with Christian still filling her mouth, Angel rolled onto her knees so her face was now angled down, centred between Christian’s thighs. Daniel obviously didn’t need any more indication of what to do. She couldn’t have been clearer if she had said the words “fuck me.” Christian watched Daniel move behind her and pull what remained of her ripped satin slip from her body, throwing it at Christian’s face to let him know he wasn’t pleased with his antics. A look of sheer ecstasy filled Daniel’s face and Angel’s pussy seemed to offer no resistance as Christian saw his brother slide into her. Christian could only imagine what Daniel must have been feeling, nestled in that tight little cavity. As Daniel glided inside her his actions elicited muffled moans from Angel that reverberated against Christian, whose guttural moan overshadowed those made by Angel.