Blake, Abby - Sweet Captivation [A Bride for Eight Brothers 2] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) (11 page)

Mikayla growled and tried to hold him inside her but he laughed and moved away. “Lie on your back,” he said to Bryce, proving once and for all that Matt still liked being in charge. Bryce would let him lead—this time.

Bryce rolled onto his back and Matt helped Mikayla into position. Mikayla slid onto his cock with a sensual sigh, and he couldn’t help but grab her ass and pump her up and down. She gasped, tightening around his cock, nearing orgasm once more, but Matt pressed her down and held her still.

She wiggled against their hold, but he could feel her pussy creaming around his cock so he knew being trapped between them like this excited her. She squirmed even more when they heard the sound of lube being squeezed from a bottle.

* * * *

Matt caressed his wife’s ass. Despite how much the thought of fucking her tight, puckered hole turned him on, he’d never quite gotten around to trying it. He glanced at his brother and realized why. Without his twin he hadn’t quite felt complete. With Bryce here, the need to share and take her together overwhelmed him, and he couldn’t wait to be inside her.

He worked the lube into her dark hole, scissoring his fingers to loosen the muscle. She gasped and pushed back against him, obviously enjoying the caress. “Matt, now,” she groaned. He laughed and smacked her ass. When would she learn that he liked to be in charge?

Bryce looked at him with wild eyes, and Matt decided to give in to Mikayla’s demand just this once. He went to move but realized he didn’t quite have enough room. He chuckled as he realized this ménage business was going to take a little more planning.

He lifted Mikayla off his brother, tickling her when she moaned in frustration. “Swing around,” he told his brother, and Bryce moved to a position that had his legs hanging over the bed. Mikayla quickly moved back over Bryce, greedily claiming his cock with her pussy. Matt pressed her down again, nearly coming himself when he heard her moan of delight. His wife truly loved being held immobile, and it was creating all sorts of kinky ideas in his mind.

Still pressing her against Bryce with one hand, Matt squeezed lube onto his cock with the other. He caught sight of his brother’s intense expression as he pressed his cock against Mikayla’s ass. Pressing forward he moaned at the incredible heat and overwhelming tightness. Slowly he worked his way into her ass, pressing balls deep and holding still.

“Are you okay?”

Mikayla’s sweet smile dispelled every one of his concerns. Easing out slowly, he pressed back in as he felt Bryce withdraw. Slowly, steadily, carefully they built a rhythm. Gently he fucked his wife, amazed at the unbelievable sensation of sharing her so intimately with his twin.

But she groaned and moved and suddenly it wasn’t enough. Heat built in his belly, arousal flooded his veins, need engulfed his thoughts, and he started pounding into her ass over and over. Breathing harshly, thrusting harder, his muscles pulling tighter, orgasm slammed him as Mikayla’s climax hit. The throbbing, heated caress of her ass, her moan of delight, Bryce’s groan and Matt’s own need burst from him, pulsing and filling her ass as he slowed his thrusting and marveled at the incredible contentment burning through him.

He opened his eyes and saw Bryce’s face. Rapture, wonder, and complete happiness filled his brother’s expression and somehow left Matt feeling whole again.

Matt couldn’t believe how close he’d come to losing his brother, and he planned to make up for every doubt of the past. The most incredible thing was that Bryce truly loved Mikayla, loved her the exact same way Matt did, and Matt found himself very grateful that she would love his brother the way he deserved to be loved—wholeheartedly, unreservedly and forever.

He’d been blessed with an amazing wife and a second chance to know his brother. He was a very lucky man, and he had no intention of fucking that up, ever.

Epilogue

“There you are,” Ty said as he strode into the room. “I have a surprise for you.”

Oh, hell. A surprise. She tried not to shudder, but she hated surprises with a passion. Ty rubbed her arms and kissed the top of her head.

“You’ll like this surprise,” he said confidently. Not really convinced, Mikayla tried to smile. He gave her a quizzical look, so she wasn’t sure she managed to grin without it looking like a forced baring of teeth.

Trying to hide her anxiety, Mikayla let Ty lead her over to the same bench Matt had used so long ago. She giggled nervously when he carefully arranged her facedown on the countertop.

“No,” Ryan said as he entered the room, “her head was facing the other direction.”

“That’s true,” Ty said thoughtfully. He stepped over to her, moved her head carefully like she was some sort of life-sized doll and then stood back to admire his handiwork. “No, that’s not right either.”

He helped her to stand once more, lifted her dress over her head, and replaced it with the T-shirt off his own back. Then he arranged her on the counter once more. “Better,” Ryan said, “but she wasn’t wearing underwear.”

“True,” Ty said as he dragged the offending material down her legs and tapped her feet so she would step out of them. “Now you stay right where you are, sweetheart. We’re just going to remember back to the day we first saw this beautiful ass.” She shivered at memories of those incredibly erotic moments with Matt when six of the brothers had been watching.

Finally, Ryan stepped forward, stroking the skin on her ass softly as he reenacted that day. He pushed a hand between her shoulder blades, holding her down as he slid his fingers through her folds. She practically melted into the table as present and past memories combined, and she could almost hear Matt’s rasping voice as he tried to frighten her into going home.

She’d refused, so he’d pushed her facedown on this very worktable and pressed a thumb deep into her pussy. Mikayla gasped as Ryan did exactly that, wiggling and swirling the digit in her slit as she lifted onto her toes.

“Remember what Matt said?” Ty asked as he stepped closer to the bench and caressed her spine. She nodded, the memory so vivid she was on the verge of orgasm already.

“H–He said that you and Ryan like to share.”

“That’s right,” Ryan said as he pushed three thick fingers into her pussy then pressed his slick thumb against her anus. She’d had anal sex with her husbands often since meeting them, but somehow this almost felt like the first time, exactly the way it had that day with Matt.

She was panting, stretching on her toes, reaching for that elusive orgasm, when Ty leaned over and bit her earlobe. “Do you have any idea what we wanted to do to you that day?” he whispered. “You were so incredibly hot. Neither of us wanted to wait to get inside this beautiful body.”

“Then why did you take off the next day?”

“Ah, now that, my dear Mikayla, is a story for another day. Today we are going to fulfill all of those fantasies that were created when Matt finger fucked and spanked you to orgasm on this very table.”

She shivered as anticipation sent heat through her veins and goose bumps over her ass. Without warning Ryan removed his fingers and slammed his cock into her pussy so fast she could barely breathe. He pounded into her over and over, dragging her hips back against him time and time again. She moaned as his fingers found her clit, squeezing the swollen bud as he rode her hard.

But then he was gone.

Ty’s entry was just as hard, just as forceful. Mikayla scrabbled for a hold, trying to stay upright even as her lover dragged her off balance. Just as her orgasm broke, Ty pulled out of her pussy and slid into her ass. She pulsed around his cock, squeezing the hard flesh as the climax skittered through her.

Ty held her pressed against the countertop as Ryan hurried around the other side and rubbed his erection against her lips. She opened for him, tasting her pussy juice on his cock, running her tongue over his engorged flesh as Ty still impaled her ass.

They set a frantic pace, fucking her harder, faster, more urgently. Mikayla opened her mouth wider, taking Ryan deeper, swallowing around the mushroom-shaped head, trying to give him the pleasure they were giving her.

Ty squeezed her clit, and she tried to scream as another orgasm sent sensation thundering through her. But Ryan held her to him, fucking her face, refusing to let her go. Her climax pulsed, throbbed, sizzled through her veins as her men held still for a moment and then came, hurling their seed into her body at the same time. Mikayla sucked on the cock in her mouth, laving the soft flesh as Ty slowly pulled out of her ass.

Exhausted she lay flat against the counter until Ty cleaned her up and then gathered her in his arms. He sat down at his desk.

“Wow,” Ryan said as he fell into the chair opposite. “As fantasy fulfillment goes that is definitely top of my list.”

Mikayla giggled tiredly. “Next time you decide to
surprise
me, maybe you could give me a couple days’ warning to build my energy.” They both laughed with her, but then Ty sat a little straighter.

“That wasn’t your surprise. That was just a golden opportunity. No, your real surprise is really a surprise.” The more times he used the word “surprise,” the faster Mikayla’s heart rate accelerated. She really,
really
didn’t like being surprised. “You and I,” Ty said in a conspiratorial whisper, “are going on holidays.” She raised her eyebrow, waiting for the rest. Her husbands had already decided that she wasn’t going anywhere without at least two of her men by her side. After her miscarriage they weren’t taking any chances of her being left alone ever again. “Oh, all right,” Ty said dramatically, then rolled his eyes, “Ryan and Peter are going, too.”

“Going where?” She wanted to be excited, but fear of the unknown was churning through her gut. Ryan seemed to notice her stress rising because he hurried around the desk and clasped both her hands in his own.

“Wherever you want, sweetheart. When we start the new contract at the next planet we’ll be really busy for the first few months. Before any of the other surveys are done, we need to identify any risks to the local habitat and its occupants, so we thought a holiday while the others get the base set up was a good idea.”

“Okay,” she said shakily, trying to rein in her nervous response. “That sounds like a great idea.”

Now, if she could just make herself believe it.

End of Book 2:
Sweet Captivation

To be continued in

Book 3:
Wild Fascination

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