“I’m lucky to have Sean and Noah in my life. I’m so lucky to be alive and to have two such men love me. Gunny, I just don’t want to fuck this all up.”
“You won’t, Lieutenant, not if you keep that as the main thing. Being alive is the most important thing. Finding your purpose, though, that ranks right up there.”
Brittany knew every word he spoke was truth. She’d work on being honest, with others and herself. And she’d keep her eyes peeled for her purpose, too.
“Tell me about your new prosthetist. Are you comfortable with him?”
Brittany accepted the change of subject. Gunny’s interest wasn’t just what was going on inside her head. He was concerned about how she was managing with her prosthesis. He’d already had a few pointers for her, early on, that had helped. Having someone who truly understood what you were going through was definitely a blessing.
“I like him. Talk about lucky? He’d just been hired on at the wellness center in Waco a couple of weeks before I arrived in Lusty. He doesn’t have a lot of clients yet, so if you needed an adjustment, or had an issue, I’m pretty certain he’d be able to see you fast.”
His nod told her he’d file that bit of information away for future reference. She reached for her glass, took a long drink of her sweet tea, and got ready to spill whatever of her inner musings he asked about next.
* * * *
“You look relaxed, baby girl. Less tense than you were when I dropped you off for your appointment.” Sean would never have told Brittany he’d been a bit worried about her meeting with Gunnery Sergeant Williams. He knew her peer counselor was an important member of her support team, and he knew she needed the wisdom and the fellowship of someone whose life journey was similar to hers.
At least, he knew all that intellectually.
Emotionally, he didn’t know if Williams understood exactly how fragile their woman still was. In time, he believed she’d bounce back to her pre-accident self. Sean believed that with all his heart. But he’d made the mistake of thinking she was handling things well once already, and that damn sure was not a mistake he wanted to repeat.
“I am relaxed.” She walked into his opened arms and gave him a sweet kiss. He sank into her, her flavor an essence he could no longer live without. Sean lifted his head, and the smile she gave him made his heart melt. Then she turned and kissed Noah.
Words couldn’t express how good he felt, knowing she loved his brother the same as she loved him. Brittany was, quite simply, perfection. She was a goddess, and he wanted to spend the rest of his life worshipping her and protecting her.
“What about you guys? How was your meeting?”
“Productive,” Noah said. “Everything is going well back in Africa. Perry has a handle on that project. Our team in Australia is also on track. We’ve signed all the papers necessary so our partnership with the government is set. In a few months, we’ll head down there, and you can feast your eyes on an opal mining operation.”
“Opals are pretty. I’ll look forward to that.”
“So, you’re really good?” Sean asked.
Brittany took hold of both their hands, and her smile underscored her state of relaxation. “I was tense when I left here earlier because I knew I had to apologize to Gunny for deliberately misleading him.” She shook her head. “He accepted my apology and then surprised me when he told me he’d known, at the time, I was lying.” She looked at both of them. “I guess I don’t have as inscrutable an expression as I believed.”
“You?” Noah chuckled. “You, my love, are an open book. You don’t have an inscrutable bone in your body.”
“Well, you’re the first one to ever tell me that, Noah Benedict.”
“It’s because we love you.” Sean grinned at her. “We can read your emotions, sweet Brittany, at every turn.”
And that was the center of Sean’s regret. He had known that she really didn’t want them to leave her, but he’d been so determined not to push her or crowd her.
And he should have. He very much should have pushed her a little. He set aside thoughts of what might have been if Margaret hadn’t gotten up to check on her in the middle of the night. Lock that shit down, asshole. Live in the here and now.
“Oh yeah? Well, what are my emotions saying right now, Mr. Smarty-Pants Kendall?”
“That’s easy. They’re saying that you want us to carry you down the hall to our bed where we can feast on you.”
Lust and passion replaced her teasing look, and Sean felt his cock begin to stiffen.
“Wow. You really can read me.” She stepped closer, and because her other hand was still clutching Noah’s, he stepped closer, too.
They had their woman exactly where she belonged—safe and snug between them.
“Of course,” Sean said. He lowered his lips and brushed hers softly.
Brittany sighed, released his hand, and wrapped her arm around his neck. She fisted his hair and tugged. He covered her mouth with his own and drank.
She broke their kiss and grinned. “Ravage me, please. I need you—I need you both desperately.”
Sean scooped her into his arms. “Your wish is our command.” He carried her down the hall, intent to begin his program of Brittany worship, just as soon as he got her naked.
Chapter Thirteen
Sean laid her on the bed, his touch infinitely gentle. Tenting her, he kissed her—a sweet, almost reverent kiss.
He ended their kiss then eased back. “You just lie there, baby girl. Let us take care of you. Let us love you.”
Brittany opened her mouth to protest then snapped it closed again. There was such a neediness about Sean. If she didn’t know better, she’d say he was feeling a little, if not a lot, insecure.
Noah came down on the bed beside her, and in her peripheral vision, she saw him looking from her to his brother. Did he give Sean a frown? She didn’t want to release Sean’s gaze to verify that. She had the sense Sean needed her to do what he asked. After all he’d done for her, how could she possibly deny him anything he needed?
So instead of protesting, she responded by reaching up and stroking the side of his face. “I’m all yours, Mr. Kendall. Do with me what you will.”
His will proved to be gently removing each article of clothing and spending long minutes caressing, kissing, and licking every inch of her newly bared flesh. Noah quickly got on board with Sean’s plan, and the two men, one on either side of her, soon had her vibrating with need.
When all her clothing was gone, they proved how thoroughly they’d been paying attention, as they worked together to expertly remove her prosthesis. Noah left her side for a moment. Sean began at her left hip and kissed his way up toward her breasts. Then he covered her mouth with his, and his deep, drugging kiss warmed her and humbled her and made her hot as hell.
The bed dipped, and Sean released her mouth.
Noah used a finger to turn her head toward him. In the instant before he kissed her, she noticed he’d set her prosthesis and liner on the bedside table and set her crutches right there, against the wall, where she could easily reach them from the bed.
She let him know with a gentle smile just how much she appreciated his thoughtfulness. His eyes glittered as he kissed her. The heat of his mouth and the unexpected press of his naked skin against hers just aroused her even more. Clearly, he’d done more in those few seconds away from the bed than just care for her equipment. Brittany gave herself to his oral possession, stroking her tongue along his, drinking in his essence, soaking in the heat of his body nestled against hers.
Then Sean was there, also naked, his hands caressing, his lips kissing, his tongue licking a trail of erotic fire over every inch of her body. As if they’d rehearsed it, each of her men took one of her arms and stretched it above her head. She’d begged to be feasted on voraciously. But this sweet, tender tasting was very nice, arousing not only her body but her emotions, as well.
Her men were always so gentle with her.
Sean had asked her
to let them love her. In giving herself over to them, she pleased them, and reaped the rewards. Her hands itched to touch, to give as well as take, to get into a real down and dirty tussle of the erotic kind. Pleasure flooded her, and arousal swirled and grew, touching every part of her.
Noah moved, kissing a trail down her body until he settled himself between her thighs. He inhaled deeply, his action provocative. He licked his lips, letting her know how appetising he found her. Then he proved he was attuned to her needs. He buried his face in her pussy and began to lick and suck and nibble as if he couldn’t get enough of her. This was no gentle exploration. It was an all-out erotic assault.
“Oh God!”
Horniness surged, a sudden white-hot passion that pounded through her veins. Sean restrained her raised arms, using one hand to clasp both of her wrists. His other arm lay over her torso, just under her breasts, anchoring her to the bed.
While Noah continued to eat her pussy, Sean bent his head and swirled his tongue around her right nipple. He drew it in and began sucking, the draw of his mouth strong. Noah sucked on her clit, and Brittany cried out as her climax slammed into her. The epicenter of her erotic eruption could have been her clit or her nipple, as both erogenous points emitted a sizzle and pop that set the rest of her on fire.
She’d barely begun to come down from that amazing orgasm when Noah crawled up beside her. He nuzzled her neck, drawing her attention. His face glistened with her juices, and the scent of her musk on him made the dying embers of her arousal flare back to life.
Sean had already released her wrists, and Brittany reached up and put her left hand around Noah’s neck and drew him down. “Kiss me.”
Passion flared in his eyes as he bent to her. Then he took her mouth, this kiss wilder and wetter than any they’d ever shared. She drank down their combined nectar and craved more.
“After Sean fucks your delicious little pussy, I want to fuck your ass. Will you let me?”
“Yes, I want you to fuck my ass.” They’d been playing with her anus, stretching her, and every time one of them finger-fucked her anally, it just sent her into the stratosphere.
Noah moved away slightly. Sean reached over, gently lifted her, and brought her down on top of him.
“Share that taste with me, Brit.” Since his gaze was locked on her wet mouth, she didn’t need to ask him what he meant. Instead, she laid one on him, making it hot and wet. She gave him a forceful kiss, letting him know she was no delicate flower. She was strong and healthy and craved his taste, his touch, and the thrust of his cock in her pussy.
And Brittany sighed when he took over the kiss, when he stroked her tongue with his, slowing the rhythm of their oral dance to a sultry, drugging pace. She’d wanted to rock out to KISS, and he gave her a Straus waltz. He ended their kiss, and the love in his eyes totally disarmed her.
Then Sean lifted her, and she reached down between them and wrapped her hand around his condom-covered cock. As soon as she positioned him at her slit, he lowered her until he was solid and deep inside her.
“You feel so good inside me, Sean. So hot and big.” She was on her knees with her hands on his chest. It didn’t escape her that she could use this position to her advantage. She’d seen the passion inside him so many times and felt the strain of his holding back now. She wanted, desperately, to ride him, hard and fast and deep. She wanted to make him lose his considerable control, the way he always made her lose hers.
Then the memory of the expression on his face when he’d laid her on the bed returned to her. She’d let him set the pace for now. She loved him, and she even understood why he was being so restrained.
Something Chris had said to her earlier echoed as truth. While she was the one to lose a part of her leg, she hadn’t been the only victim of that accident. Everyone who loved her had been wounded, too. Everyone who loved her needed to heal.
Sean held her gaze as he helped her move on him. Looking in his eyes was always such a treat. He might not be the same kind of “open book” she was, but he couldn’t keep those strong emotions of his hidden, either.
No one had ever looked at her the way Sean was looking at her right then—as if she hung the moon and all the stars. She closed her eyes in response to the shiver of delight that ran through her. Sean’s cock had brushed her G-spot, and then his groin had strummed her clit, and she damn near came then and there.
“It doesn’t hurt you, baby girl? This position?”
She knew exactly what he was asking her. “No, sweetheart. My knees are fine.” She lowered her head and used her tongue to lick along his lips. Sean smiled then opened his mouth and sucked her tongue inside.
He held her firmly, his thrusts slow and even and, yes, deep. Even though his movements were measured and careful, what he was doing felt so damn good. Her arousal climbed, a swirling mass of sensation that streamed and curled toward the heavens.
“I love your cock inside me, Sean. It feels so damn good.”
“Baby girl, you have no idea. There’s no place I’d rather be than in your hot, tight pussy. I love fucking you. I love you.”
“I love you, too.” She leaned down to kiss him again, only this time she also flexed her pussy muscles. His immediate groan was bliss to her feminine ego, and his physical response thrilled her.
“Oh.” Sean began thrusting a little faster, and Brittany held on to his shoulders. She worked with him, trying to match him thrust for thrust, and became so excited thinking ceased.
“Head down on Sean’s chest, love.” Noah’s whispered words tickled more than her ear. Sean eased her head down and wrapped his arm around her. She found it more difficult to move in this position.
He kissed the top of her head. “I’ll take over the driving, baby.” The whispered words nearly pulled a laugh from her because he had been handling the driving all along.
Then she felt lube-covered fingers between the cheeks of her ass and a steady pressure of fingers against her anus. She shivered, loving the sensual cascade along her nerve endings.
Her arousal spiked, and Sean’s must have, too, because she felt certain his cock had grown within her. Then he inhaled shakily and moaned.
“Now.” Sean’s single word didn’t make sense until she felt Noah’s fingers breach her sphincter.
“Yes! Yes! I’m coming!” Rapture exploded, flooding Brittany with a deluge of raw, erotic electricity. Wave after wave of pleasure drenched her as her womb contracted with each electric spasm. Sean’s shout, and the pulsing of his cock inside her as he gave her his seed, enriched her ecstasy and hugged her heart.
On and on the orgasm flowed until it slowly settled. Brittany lay limp upon Sean’s chest, his heartbeat thundering in her ear, as she fought for breath.
And while she sought her equilibrium, Noah continued to finger-fuck her ass.
Sean kissed the top of her head, an almost platonic gesture except for the fact that his cock was still deep inside her pussy. She knew he’d come, she’d felt that, but damned if he wasn’t still semi-hard. That didn’t seem to matter to him, though, because he lifted her slightly, just enough for his cock to slip out of her.
On the verge of teasing him, she looked up and encountered his very serious expression. “Don’t let us hurt you, Brittany. If it gets to be too much, tell us to stop.”
She promised herself then and there she wouldn’t be asking Noah to stop. She’d never had anal sex, but she knew there’d be a bit of pain. She trusted these men to make the experience the best it could be.
Should she tell them that the bit of pain she had experienced had only made her hornier?
When Sean continued to hold her gaze, she stretched up and kissed him. “I won’t let you hurt me, love. Either of you.”
“Put your ass in the air, sweetheart.” Noah’s request elicited an immediate response as her knees hit the mattress, bracketing Sean’s hips. His fingers left her anus, and she felt the drizzle of more of the cool lube between the cheeks of her ass. Then a sound drew her att
ention. Looking over her shoulder, she watched as Noah spread lubricant on his condom-covered cock.
“That is hot as hell.” She wondered if, sometime, she could talk them into masturbating for her.
“Oh yeah?” Noah grinned and winked. “So is this pretty little ass I’m about to have.”
Sean tipped her head up and met her gaze. “Lay your head on me, baby girl, and keep your eyes open, please.”
So he could see if what Noah was about to do hurt her. “No promises on the eyes. Sometimes what you two do to me feels so damn good I just can’t keep them open.”
Sean smiled, as she’d hoped he would. He arranged her, so she was laying across him at an angle. Then he reached down and cupped her right breast and used his thumb to stroke her nipple. His cock, lying against her stomach, seemed to grow.
Noah put his hand on her hips, and she raised her bottom up for him. He moved in close to her, kissing a line down her spine and then kissing and licking the dimples at the top of her ass. A finger stroked back and forth over her anus while he used his other hand to pet her pussy.
“I’ve wanted your ass for so long, lover.” Noah’s sexy words made her nipples go hard. “Knowing no other man has enjoyed this treasure simply makes me hard. You make me hard.” He moved slightly, and the finger stroking her rosette lifted away. She felt the heat, the girth of his cock resting against her opening.
And then slowly, ever so slowly, he began to push.
A lovely burn radiated out from her anus, sending tendrils of heat to her nipples and her clit. The burn increased, and Brittany felt moisture gather in her pussy. She felt wet, incredibly wet. She felt naughty, incredibly naughty, and she loved both sensations.
Burn morphed to pain, and for one instant, she wondered if it would become too much. And then that pain transformed to a fuel for her smoldering inner fire, setting her libido aflame. “Oh, yes.” This was edgy and sharp, and filled a need in her she’d only suspected existed.
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