From The Ashes (After The Burn Series)

by Colt, Shyla

  “Such a sweet little mouth, Dev. You’re pleasing us all ready,” Cain’s whispered praise deleted any thoughts of resistance or shame.

  With her pussy on fire and her soul crying out to be refreshed, she gave into the tidal wave that was the Hart brothers.

  “As much as we love this, we want to see all of our woman,” Cole said.

  The brothers removed their fingers, and nerves set in. It’d been so long since someone saw her as a female. She toed off her gym shoes, kicking them to the side. Her hands shook as she fumbled with the button of her jeans and pulled them down her legs.

  “Shit, where were you hiding all of this?” Cain whistled.

  She shrugged, operating on the fading fumes of imagined bravado, she stepped out of the jeans, and battled the urge cover her body. Neither seemed the patient type. Her shyness had no place in this room.

  “Look at those thick thighs. I bet you have an ass on you too. Turn around.” Cole rotated his finger, and she turned.

  “Oh.” A hand slapped her ass, jolting her.

  “I think she needs a few more, Cain.”

  His hand came down again, once, twice, three times. The sensitive flesh stung, leaving a pleasurable burn. She moaned. A river saturated her panties.

  “She likes it, Cole.”

  “Take off the rest.” Cole gripped her hips and turned her bodily to face them. “Now.”

  Her hands moved behind her back, and she unbuckled her bra. She hooked her fingers into her underwear, sliding them down her body.

  “Mmmh. We like our woman to have meat on her bones.” Cain ran a hand down her soft belly to her hips.

  Cole walked behind her, massaging her ass. Their hands moved over her, leaving no inch untouched in their explorations. Awash in pleasure, she kept her hands at her aside, awaiting their next command. She wanted to please them.

  “Such a good girl, Cole.”

  “I know, I’m impressed.” Cole wrapped his hands around her and cupped her breast. “Taste her, Cain. Tell me if she’s as sweet as she seems. Been a long time since we had anything pure.”

  Cain slanted his mouth over hers. Her knees weakened, and Cole pressed his denim covered bulge into her ass as her supported her waist. Cain devoured her, nipping at her lips, sliding his tongue into her mouth. She stroked his tongue tentatively, picking up the pace, losing her inhibitions. He tilted his head, deepening the kiss, and she brought her arms up around his neck, straining against him. The soft flannel of his shirt teased her flesh, heightening the volcanic heat of passion. Cain removed his lips and her eyes fluttered open.

  “She tastes like fucking sunshine.”

  “Let me see.” Cole spun her around and gripped her hips hard, plundering her mouth with his clever tongue.

  Her toes curled into the carpet. Hot liquid ran onto her upper thighs.

  “We can smell how much you want us right now, it’s so hot,” Cain said.

  She moaned into Cole’s mouth gripping his shoulders to stay upright. They came apart, breathing hard.

  “On your knees.”

  She sank down, and he caressed her chin.

  “Can you take both of us on pretty girl?”

  “I- I’ll try.” Her stomach fluttered.

  Cain moved to stand beside his brother. “Have you ever done this before?”

  “A long time ago.”

  Cain smiled. “I’ve seen you go after things you wanted. I have full confidence.”

  The sound of a zipper made her mouth salivate.

  “Open up, big brother gets to go first.” Cole presented his thick cock.

  Long and wide, his bulbous head leaked pre-cum. She darted her tongue out to sample the salty droplets, swirling around his head. He gripped his base, controlling the strokes as his hips thrust forward.

  “Take it all, baby.” He touched the back of her throat, and she gagged, adjusting to accept him.

  She hallowed her cheeks and sucked hard, rocking her body in tandem.

  “Cain you’ve got to get in on this.”

  A moment later Cain appeared beside her, offering up his beautiful cock. The red, mushroom shaped, tip, wept pre-come. Cole removed his cock, and Cain took his place. She hummed, and he twitched inside her mouth.

  “That’s it, make him feel good.”

  Cole’s encouragement and Cain’s gasps eased her past the discomfort of having them both. His movements were different, slow and sensual he took his time. She rubbed her thighs together in need of relief.

  “Does this turn you on?” Cole asked.

  “Mmmhm.” She moved back and forth between them.

  “Oh shit, when you hum like that,” Cain said.

  “Careful, don’t want the fun to be over before it’s really begun, time for a change of plans,” Cole said.

  Cain removed his cock, and they helped her stand.

  “Get her on the desk.” Cain’s voice rumbled in his wide chest.

  Cole lifted her as if she weighed nothing and placed her on the edge of her desk. “I need to make sure you’re ready.” He cupped her pussy.

  “She’s so wet, Cain.” Cole slid a finger inside her, and she screamed.

  “You’re so tight. We have to open you up for us,” Cole said.

  She glanced over at Cain, and her chest grew tight. His large hand stroked his cock. He bit his bottom lip and watched them with bedroom eyes. Pressure began to build. Cole added another finger, and she gripped the edges of the desk. She rocked with him. Her muscles flexed. Fireworks exploded inside.

  “Cole.” She clamped her thighs shut, and rode out the white hot wave of pleasure.

  ***

  Cain watched Devon come undone under Cole, and gripped the base of his cock to keep from exploding. Almost bashful, she kicked his baser instincts into high gear. He wanted to mar her caramel skin with their teeth and hands. Fill her with their come, and cry at the top of his lungs she was now under their protection. They’d established this town with their bare hands. Defended it all costs, laying down the laws any who dwelled with them must obey. After holding their position for the past six years, they were ready to find some sort of joy, and whatever normalcy they could salvage. Procreation seemed like the next logical step, but neither of them could find a woman they deemed worthy. With a mother who died not long after Cain was born, and a militant father often away and always absent in affection, they’d grown up looking out for one another, and sharing everything. When they were old enough to date, and truly understand the oddness of their bond. It seemed only natural to split one woman between them.

  Now, Devon, who’d literally been right under their noses, had fallen into their lap. They had a chance at the happiness that had eluded them their entire lives. Cole removed his fingers and sucked them into his mouth. His eyes closed, and he moaned.

  “You ready to take us now, Dev? Let Cain into your mouth while I fuck this tight little hole?”

  Dev moaned, nodding as she bit her lower lip.

  “You’re so sexy when you do that.” Cain caressed a path between the valley of her breasts.

  “Overdressed.”

  Cole chuckled. “You hear that? We’re overdressed.”

  “You want to see more of us, Devon?” Cain said.

  “Yes.” She licked her lips.

  Cain removed his hands, shucked off his flannel, and grabbed the gray T-shirt beneath by the hem, pulling it over his head. He toed off his shoes, removed his jeans, and strode over to stand at the opposite end of the desk by her head. He painted her lips with his come. Her pink tongue darted out to lick it clean, and he grinned.

  “You like the way I taste?”

  “God, yes.”

  Cain leaned over her and inserted a finger in her heat, circling her walls. He brought it to his mouth and licked her spiced honey off.

  “The feeling’s mutual.”

  Her breath hitched, and he smirked.

  “You ready to fill her up, Cole?”

  “Fuck yes.” Cole lined up betwee
n her legs and Cain mirrored his position with her mouth.

  “Open up for us, baby, take us inside.” Cain eased into her moist heat and grunted.

  Her tongue caressed him, and he rocked. She gasped, and Cain looked up to see his brother’s face painted with intense concentration.

  “Jesus you’re so tight, Devon,” Cole said. “Relax for me. I don’t want to hurt you.”

  Cain leaned over and rolled her nipples. Her hand gripped him tighter. He slowed his thrusts into her mouth.

  “That’s it, baby, let me inside your pussy,” Cole praised her.

  Together, he and Cole created a rhythm. His balls drew up to his body, and he gritted his teeth. He wouldn’t come before her, but her mouth was nothing short of magical!

  “I’m going to fill you with my come, make sure everyone knows you’re ours.” Cole gripped her hips and began to drive into her depths relentlessly.

  She moaned, and the vibrations were almost Cain’s undoing. “Fuck! Make her come, Cole.” He glanced down to view her round face, twisted into a mask of pleasure.

  She bucked off the desk, crying out around his cock as her body shook, and he let go, flooding her mouth with his seed. Cole’s hoarse cry rang through the room full of ragged breathing as they all came down.

  Cain glanced down her body, met Cole’s gaze and nodded. They’d picked the right one.

  “You did so good, baby, let’s get you cleaned up so Cain can have his turn.”

  Cain removed himself from between her luscious lips. Cole did the same, and they quickly re-dressed, helping Devon into a sitting position.

  The haze of passion faded, and into something unrecognizable.

  “Devon? You okay? Did we hurt you?” Cain asked.

  “N-no, but I’m not on anything. I’m so stupid!”

  Cole smirked. “Haven’t you figured it out yet? The towns solid, it’s time to move onto the next stage. Repopulation, you’ll deliver our heirs.”

  She blinked. “I what?”

  “That’s right. We’re going to come in you over, and over again until we’ve accomplished our goal.” Cole pushed her legs apart and stood between them, swirling his finger inside her, playing with the mixture they’d made together.

  Cain bent over and nipped at her jaw. “And then we’re going to come in you some more,” he whispered against her skin, savoring the fine trembles that shook her body.

  “I- I don’t know.” She cleared her throat.

  “Don’t know what? You’re ours.” Cole wrapped his hand around her throat.

  She shook her head. “No, about the baby.”

  “Why not? Can you have them?” Cain pulled away.

  “Yes. I mean, I should be able to. I never tested the theory.” Her softly spoken words seemed meant more for herself.

  “We all ready popped that cherry. Tomorrow you’ll be tested by the doc, we’ll find out when you’re most fertile and what we could do to improve our chances of conception,” Cole said removing his fingers and popping them into his mouth.

  “You thought this all out, huh?” Her voice cracked.

  “I think we’re drowning her in information, Cole. Let’s get her dressed, take her home, and get her cleaned up.”

  Cole nodded, and picked up her bra, tossing it to him. Cain helped her dress, careful to gentle his touched. Softness was a long forgotten luxury. He didn’t want to spook her. Even with her height topping out around Five foot-ten, five foot-eleven, he dwarfed her.

  “We’ll get you into some female clothing this time,” Cole said.

  Devon tensed.

  “Are you afraid?” Cain said.

  “A little. I don’t…this is all new and fast.” She gestured with her hands, sliding off the desk to stand.

  Cain exchanged a worried look with Cole.

  “Listen, if someone so much as stares too hard I’m going to bust their head wide open. You don’t have to worry anymore. Do you understand that?” Cole leaned back on the balls of his feet and shoved his hands into his pockets.

  “I… I’m just not used to this.” She took a shaky breath.

  “Well you should start. We aren’t going to treat the future mother of our kids like the other women around this place.” Cain clenched and unclenched his jaw.

  Devon had no clue how important she’d become just by joining their family. She might as well have signed her name in blood on a contract. As the mother figure for the new way they wanted to run things she had a huge part to play.

  Chapter Three

  Silky fabric, slid up her thighs, tickling her skin. She fought against the awareness, threatening to pull her from the dream. It’d been so long since she experienced such decadent sensations. Her nose twitched. The scent of roses greeted her. The wispy tendrils of sleep escaped, and she opened her eyes.

  A gasp stuck in her the back of her throat. A large form hovered over her, and the events of the day rushed back full force.

  “Are you awake now, Dev?”

  In less than two hours her world had turned on its side. She walked between the two, a zombie going through the motions, as they boxed her in. A delicious sneak peek into the dynamic relationship between two dominant men.

  They guided her from the office building to the two-story house within walking distance. The light blue building with white shutters loomed in front of her like a haunted house. It looked great on the outside, but once she entered, their deal would be official. Her gaze darted around as she sought out an exit, only to come up short. The neighborhood appeared deceptively quiet. One call from either man would travel through the team on call like lightning. She didn’t’ want to piss them off. Not when she’d seen the damage they were capable of causing, and they’d been acting so kind.

  She’d never seen them this gentle before, wouldn’t have believed them capable of it if she hadn’t been on the receiving end. Cole unlocked the front door and Cain ushered her inside with a hand on the small of her back. They cleared the threshold and she took in the miss-matched furniture. Brown suede, black leather, and end tables and chairs of various dark shades greeted her.

  “Welcome to your humble abode.” Cole smirked.

  “Let’s give her the tour,” Cain said.

  “I’ll warn you, we don’t have any frilly girly crap, but we’ll acquire some for you. Can you cook?” The hopeful expression in Cole’s eyes made her snicker.

  “Yes, it used to be a huge passion…before.”

  “Thank God! We can do the basics, but it’d be nice to have home cooked meals,” Cain said.

  Her stomach plummeted. Did they expect to put her up in some sort ivory tower now? Turn her into a glorified homemaker? She balked at the thought. “Will I stay home now?”

  “What? No.” Cain shook his head. “You’re damned good at your job. You have a way of setting folks at ease while getting the job done. We need that.”

  “When you start getting in the last months that’ll be a different story.” Cole’s words brought back the elephant in the room.

  Pregnancy in a world where modern medicine no longer existed frightened her. They had EMT’s and doctors in town, but epidurals had become a thing of the past. The boys exchanged a look over her head. There was more to the story.

  “How- how will we know what’s going on during the pregnancy?”

  “Been stocking up on new equipment for the hospital for a long time, Devon. This wasn’t some half –assed decision we made in the heat of the moment.”

  “Of course I didn’t mean to insinuate that.” She glanced down, back ramrod straight as she waited for the dress down.

  “Hey.” Cain rested a hand on her shoulder. “We can play nice if you do.”

  “And if I don’t?”

  “You really want to go there, sweetheart?” Cole’s raspy voice dropped her stomach down into her shoes.

  “No.”

  “Good choice. Let’s move on to the rest of the house.” Cole turned on his heels and she followed with the lines clearly drawn. She
could be a happy prisoner or a miserable one. Either way, she wouldn’t be leaving.

  They walked through the open plan living room into the kitchen. She placed a hand on her heart, and did a slow revolution. Kitchen Aide had thrown up all over the white and black granite counters. Stainless steel gleamed. She strode over to the stove, feeling like a kid at Christmas as she caressed the handles of the gas run appliance.

  “Damn, I’m getting jealous over here,” Cole said.

  She turned toward him and smiled. “If you don’t cook why do you have all this?”

  Cole shook his head. “The house came that way.”

  Maybe life here wouldn’t be that bad.

  “Ready to see the rest?” Cain arched his eyebrow and she nodded.

  He’d always been the less gruff of the two. Probably because of his age, older siblings had a way of taking off some of the pressures everyday life tossed your way. She’d seen it back home with her best friend Marilyn and her older sister Marnie. Of course, kids of forest rangers could never be considered normal. They lived by a different set of rules. After showing her the wooden deck out back, they made their way up the mid-sized staircase.

  “We have four rooms and two baths.” Cain led her down the hallway. He opened the door to reveal a twin sized bed against the wall, and a tiny walnut wood dresser with a mirror above it. The palate was bland, beige with white trim on the baseboard. “This is our guest room, but it’s not used often. We don’t like people in our personal space.” Closing the door behind him, he led her to the door a few feet down.

  “This is where I stay.” The walls were the same blah beige, but she could see hints of his personality. The chocolate brown bedspread highlighted with pops of blue and the cherry-wood dresser and nightstand suited him. Intelligent, quiet, and deadly, she often wondered what he’d done before the world burned.

  Cain smiled. “I have a bathroom next door, but it’s nothing special.” He waved a hand, dismissing the unseen space.