Warm enough? She was roasting.
“I’m good, Sir.”
He drew the blanket away from her. Okay, she hadn’t thought that through since he’d just gotten rid of the little bit of cover she had.
“Beau, come here. Little one, I want you to open your mouth and lick the head of his dick.”
Beau moved forward with a confident stride, and she opened her mouth obediently, running her tongue over the tip with a hum of enjoyment. Slightly salty. She wanted more, especially when he let out a low groan.
“Good girl, now take the tip into your mouth. Beau, don’t move.”
She did as he’d said, swirling her tongue around it before sucking.
“Fucking Christ, she doesn’t need any instruction, man. She’s already killing me. I think I’m going to come.”
“Not yet,” Maddox warned.
“Fuck you, asshole. You’re not the boss of me.”
She tensed, expecting Maddox to bite back. He liked being in charge. That much was clear. But he let out a breath. “I apologize. Please don’t come yet. Let our girl have some fun first.”
She’d never thought of giving a blow job as fun before. More of a chore. But Beau’s dick was so damn pretty. She found herself taking more of him into her mouth.
“Fuck. Fuck.”
“Naughty girl for moving without permission,” Maddox murmured, twisting both nipples this time. “I’ll have to punish you for that later.”
She shivered.
Please, Sir, punish me.
Thank Christ she had a mouth full of dick and hadn’t said that out loud.
Maddox fisted her hair. “But for now, you can have some free play time. Do your worst.”
Hell. Yes.
* * *
She was killing him.
Dear Lord. But what a way to go. If Beau got to choose how to die it would be with her mouth on his dick.
Not good at this?
Whoever this dickhead ex was, he was a liar as well as an idiot.
What kind of fool would let Scarlett go? Even her name was sexy as fuck. She took him deeper, and his eyes rolled back in his head. Only reason he hadn’t come already was that he didn’t want this to end.
Sweetest kind of torture.
“Cup his balls, little one,” Maddox murmured. “Don’t worry about hurting him, he likes it a bit rough.”
Fuck, yeah, he did.
Most men might have been uncomfortable with the fact that their own brother knew that. Most men probably wouldn’t let their brother give the orders in the bedroom. Beau didn’t really give a fuck. It was what Mad needed, and he loved the messed-up motherfucker. However, while he didn’t mind going along with it, he sometimes had to warn Maddox when he was crossing the line of treating Beau like a sub.
He wasn’t a Dom, but he certainly wasn’t a sub either.
He was just Beau.
Cool fingers wrapped around his nuts, tentative and unsure at first. Reaching down, he helped her, cupping his hand around hers to tug at his balls.
He moaned. Oh, hell yes. Glancing down, he took in her white-blond head bobbing up and down on his dick. Had there ever been a prettier sight?
Moving his gaze to his brother, he watched as the asshole helped guide her movements with his hand in her hair. He didn’t tug harshly, just enough to let her know he was there. And from what Beau had seen of Scarlett, she got off on Maddox’s dominance. She was so reserved and shy in some ways, yet spirited and ballsy in others.
Damn, she was the whole package.
He took a deep breath in as she moved her hand more confidently, gripping his balls and giving them a tug.
Fuck. He was so close.
Make it last, asshole.
He knew Maddox liked this girl.
She was pretty and sweet and almost pure. Like snow. Her hair was so pale it was nearly white. Hmm, maybe Snow would be his nickname for her. Because, yeah, he tended to call everyone darlin’. And his Snow wasn’t just anyone.
“That’s it, Snow, good girl,” he murmured as she tugged and sucked.
Maddox met his gaze, his eyebrows raised. He just grinned back. Happy as fucking pie, he was.
Because this might just be the girl to complete them. Ever since he could remember, all he’d wanted was to be with his brother. And once he got older, he’d realized that they were gonna need more.
A woman to complete them.
She did something to him. Something deep inside. Now, just because he liked to have a good time and didn’t take much seriously didn’t mean that he couldn’t feel things.
And what he felt for her was like nothing he’d felt before.
He wanted to lay her down and fuck her until they were exhausted. Then he wanted to wrap her up in his arms and cuddle her all night.
Claim. Protect. Love.
“I’m gonna come. Pull back if you don’t want to swallow.”
Fuck, he hoped she didn’t, though. She didn’t draw back, in fact, she took more of him into her mouth. A loud groan erupted from him as he shot his load down her throat.
Hell. Yes.
She was it for him. The woman who was going to warm his bed, bring love to his life.
His life and his brother’s.
* * *
Maddox stood with Scarlett in his arms. She stiffened and he waited for some stupid remark about her being too heavy for him to carry.
When none came, satisfaction filled him. Of course, she’d likely thought it, but had refrained from saying it because she didn’t want him to warm her bottom or pussy again. It was progress. It would take a while, but he wanted to erase all negative thoughts from her mind.
What was he thinking? She wasn’t his. Tonight was it.
His body immediately protested that thought. He wanted more. And he could tell from the puppy-dog-like adoration on Beau’s face his brother felt the same.
What any of this meant, he wasn’t sure. He didn’t even know where she lived.
If they were both serious about her, it could pose some issues. And that was before they even got to what it would mean to be in a relationship with the two of them. Maddox was the first to admit it would take someone with a special brand of patience to deal with both him and his brother on a daily basis.
Normal, they were not.
They wanted to share a woman. Permanently. Something fairly common in Haven. But not in the rest of the world.
Enough. Don’t worry about that now.
Right now, all he wanted to concern himself with was getting a taste of her pussy.
He laid her down on the bed, noticing the way she attempted to cover her curves with her hands.
Well, that wasn’t going to be allowed.
Beau came up on her other side, lying down and cuddling up to her like she was his favorite stuffed toy. If he leaned over and started sucking on one of her nipples, Maddox wouldn’t be surprised.
He rolled his eyes at his brother as he started to strip.
“Little one, move your hands away from your body.”
She hesitated.
“Now.”
“He just wants to see your delicious body,” Beau whispered to her. “You wouldn’t want to deny us that, would you?”
He should insist that she obey him immediately, but he couldn’t bring himself to scold her. Not when he saw the self-doubt swirling in her eyes. Fuck, he hated that.
But Beau’s words seemed to reach her, and she lowered her arms away from her breasts and stomach. Just like he thought, Beau immediately latched onto the closest nipple.
“Told you he was orally fixated,” he said dryly. “You start to get sore then tell him.”
He had his shirt off by now, and her gaze was taking him in. He could tell she liked what she saw. He and Beau had almost identical builds. He was maybe slightly wider, but less tanned than his exhibitionist brother, who had his mouth completely wrapped around their girl’s nipple and was moving his hand south toward her pussy.
“Widen yo
ur legs,” he commanded. “Put your leg over his thighs.”
Satisfaction filled him as she obeyed, and Beau’s fingers disappeared into her pussy. She arched up with a groan.
He had to grin as her face flooded with pleasure. Beau knew exactly how to drive her insane. But it was his turn to taste her. Reaching for his belt, he drew it off. She watched him.
Hmm, he wondered if she’d like a taste of the leather against her ass.
Another day. She was too new to everything, and he figured her bottom had to be feeling rather tender.
“Beau, do you want our girl’s mouth on your cock again?”
“Does a cow shit a thousand times a day?” Beau retorted.
“Um,” she said, looking at him then at Beau. “Does that mean yes or no?”
“It means, hell yes,” Beau told her.
“But a cow doesn’t actually, um . . .”
“Shit,” Beau supplied. “You can say it or maybe you can’t. Look at her blush. She’s so cute.”
“I’m not cute. And I can say shit,” she insisted.
“Maybe we could all stop talking about shit,” Maddox said as he stripped off his jeans. He loved the way her gaze immediately went to his boxer-clad cock.
Moving slowly, he slid his black boxers down his legs. Her breath caught, her eyes widening.
Damn, she was good for his ego. Not that he was lacking in self-confidence. Still, a man liked to know he was desired.
He ran his hand up and down the shaft. “Like what you see, little one?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Both Beau and I are clean. We get tested regularly, but we’ll use condoms if you need us to.”
It was like cold water being thrown onto the situation and he saw her stiffen. Beau shot him a look, pulling his mouth off her nipple. He frowned at the red ring around her breast.
“Beau, ease up on the sucking before you bruise her.”
Beau glanced down at her breast. “Aw, shit, sorry, Snow.”
She shook her head. “It’s okay. My skin is, um, easily marked.”
He made a note of that. “I’m going to need an answer, little one.”
“I haven’t had sex in a long time so I’m clean, but I’m not on the pill anymore. So, we should use condoms. Although, it’s pretty unlikely I’ll get pregnant at my age.”
He narrowed his gaze. That skimmed the edge of a derogatory comment but didn’t quite go over the edge, so he decided to let it slide.
“No problem. We’ll use condoms.”
She relaxed at his words, as though she’d been worried he might get angry.
“I have a couple in my wallet.” Beau rolled up and raced off.
“He believes in always being prepared.”
She managed a small smile. But he wanted to relax her again, to bring back that heat and need.
“Come here.” He crooked a finger at her, and she rolled up onto her knees and shuffled to the end of the bed. He tilted up her face by grasping her chin. “Open for me.”
She parted her lips, and he slid his tongue inside to toy with hers. A groan escaped her, and his dick seemed to get even harder in his hand.
Drawing back, he looked down into her eyes. There, that was better.
“Get on your hands and knees and open that mouth again,” he instructed.
He gave her a warm smile as she did as he ordered. “Very nice.” He lined his cock up and slowly slid into her mouth. “That’s it, take me inside you.”
Damn, her mouth was a hot furnace. Silky and wet. He had to be careful, he didn’t want to come yet.
“Got three!” Beau said cheerfully. “Let’s get this shit started.”
“Since you already got your dick sucked, I think things have started,” Maddox told him.
“Yeah, but he’s ready to go again. Energizer bunny, remember.”
“Beau, put the condoms down then sit with your back resting against the headboard. Scarlett, I want you on your knees, ass in the air, head down, mouth around his dick. Oh, and spread those legs nice and wide.” He waited until they were all in position, Scarlett’s head once more bobbing up and down on Beau’s dick, which was totally putting his brother in his happy place.
Maddox moved in behind her, running his hands over her ass. Fuck, what he wouldn’t give for some lube. But he had to resign himself to not getting to experience her tight ass tonight. It hardly mattered when there was so much more to explore. He moved his hands down over her ass, parting the cheeks so he could get a peek at the dusky rosette between them.
Yeah, fucking delicious.
Lying on his back, he moved his head between her legs. Then grabbing her hips, he lowered her pussy to his mouth.
* * *
This was a delicious, erotic sort of hell.
How was she supposed to concentrate on sucking Beau off when Maddox was eating her out?
Insane.
She moaned as Maddox started to tongue-fuck her, his hands squeezing her butt cheeks.
“Oh. Oh. Oh.”
He immediately stopped and drew his mouth away from her.
“Beau, does she have your dick in her mouth?” Maddox asked in a dark voice.
She glanced up at Beau. Surely, he wouldn’t rat her out.
“No, she does not,” Beau said in an overly cheerful voice.
Oh. You. Bastard.
She scowled at him.
“Now, Snow, don’t be looking at me like that,” Beau teased. “Your face might stay that way. You don’t want that, do you?”
A slap landed on her ass. “Naughty girl. Get that mouth back around his cock. Unless you’d rather I stop what I’m doing.”
No. Nope. She didn’t want that. She went back to licking and sucking on Beau’s cock and Maddox went back to doing all sorts of delicious things to her pussy. Of course, he gave her a few more smacks as punishment. But they didn’t seem as hard as the ones earlier. Or perhaps it was just she was too caught up in the pleasure to pay much attention to the pain.
It was all sort of blending into one.
She could feel her need rising. She knew she was close to coming again. She made certain not to move her mouth, though, not wanting Maddox to stop.
So close . . .
Suddenly, he moved away, withdrawing his tongue from her slick lips. Her clit was throbbing, her pussy pulsating.
So close . . .
She slid her mouth from Beau’s cock and glared over her shoulder at Maddox. “I was nearly there!”
He gave her a sharp slap on her ass and scowled at her. “Did I say to move your mouth?”
“But I was going to come.”
“And you might still get to come if you turn your head around and keep sucking on Beau. Or I might just grab my belt and turn that ass scarlet. And if I do that you won’t get to come at all.”
Her head spun so fast it was a wonder it didn’t fall right off her neck. She wanted that release.
“Beau, pass me a condom.”
“Boss, yes, boss.”
She grinned around his dick. Beau could be counted on to lighten the situation. Maddox sighed but she heard the crinkling of a condom wrapper being opened. Then the head of this cock was at her entrance.
Oh, hell yes.
Well, why didn’t he just say that was his plan? She could totally get behind this. He started to push his way inside her.
“Don’t tense up, Snow,” Beau told her gently, cupping the side of her face as she did just that. “I know he’s big. Not as big as me, of course. That’s why he’s going first to ease the way for my anaconda.”
She had to giggle. Seriously? His anaconda?
“Now, why are you laughing? You making fun of me and my anaconda? Maddox, spank her ass.”
“Why would I spank her ass for laughing at how ridiculous you are? Sounds like something I should encourage.”
“I’m hurt. Crushed. I have feelings too.”
“Beau?” Maddox said in a tight voice.
“Yeah?”
&nbs
p; “Shut the fuck up. Some of us are trying to concentrate. Fuck, little one. You’re so damn tight.”
“Told you she was tight. Christ, I could hardly get my fingers in there. Not that your dick is much bigger . . .”
She giggled again.
“Beau!” Maddox snapped.
“Shutting up now.”
“Don’t stop sucking him, little one,” Maddox ground out as he started fucking her. Slow and easy for a start then harder. Faster. She tried to keep up, tried to grind her hips back. But Maddox was running the show. Her breath came in faster pants. God, he felt so good inside her.
It was like nothing she’d ever experienced before. Usually, John had finished after a few pumps then he’d roll off her and go to sleep.
She’d never once gotten short of breath or worked up a sweat. In fact, she’d started to wonder what other people talked about when they said sex was a workout.
“Fuck,” Maddox groaned. “I’m going to come soon.”
Reaching around, Maddox flicked her clit, making her cry out as her orgasm washed over her, catching her by surprise. A few more slams as he thrust into her and then his shout joined her own. Then Beau’s release filled her mouth. She swallowed him down before letting his cock slip from her mouth. Slumping forward, she rested against Beau’s chest as Maddox slid free of her.
Minutes later, she heard the water in the bathroom run. Then he came out and settled on the bed next to her.
Soon she found herself shifted and settled in between them. Maddox curled around her back while her head rested on Beau’s chest. She smiled to herself.
Nobody could say that Scarlett Jean was boring now.
7
She’d never had shower sex before.
And she’d definitely never given a blow job in one before.
But here she was, on her knees while Maddox leaned back against the tiled wall with his hand in her hair.
And this time, she’d initiated it. She’d half-expected him to tell her no. She’d read that some Doms didn’t like you to touch them without their permission. But he didn’t seem to care. And she’d discovered she loved giving head. Or at least when it came to these two men.
After a too-brief cuddle, in her opinion, Maddox had insisted that she get up and shower with him. She’d protested, which had resulted in her ending up over his shoulder. It hadn’t been as fun as it sounded. Being upside down wasn’t her favorite thing. At all.
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