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He opened his eyes and smiled muzzily at her. “You have a gift,” he admitted with a soft chuckle.
“And yes, I do feel better.”

“Happy to help.”

“I bet you are,” he said, regarding her with sated expression that she adored. He idly rolled her nipple between his fingers and she sighed with growing anticipation. “Are you happy with us?” he asked, causing her gaze to clear and furrow her brow at his question.

“Of course I am,” she answered.
Very happy.
Except there were times when she felt terribly lonely, a voice reminded her. Not often though, she countered, squelching the voice and forcing a smile. “What’s bothering you, Nolan? Is it
me
?”

He chuckled. “Darling, you’re the best part about my day. No, it’s not you,” he assured her. “Just checking I guess.”

She bit her lip, deciding to take a chance. “If you want to talk about something…I’m here for you. We don’t have to…you
know
…” she actually blushed, still unaccustomed to speaking about sex so casually, even with Vince or Nolan. Habits were hard to break, especially moral judgments that her papa had instilled in her at a very early age. She tried not to think about how her Papa would react if he were alive,
knowing that his only daughter
had sold her “treasure” for a sum of money. A hefty sum, but sold nonetheless. But to be fair, no one had been
busting down doors to claim her treasure until the Buchanan brothers
had
offered her their shocking and unorthodox proposal.

It’d been positively indecent. Was she bad that she’d jumped in with both feet?

Nolan grinned at her flush of embarrassment. “
Do you mean you’d rather talk than fuck?”

She blushed harder. “No.”

“Tell me what you want me to do to you,” he said, his eyes darkening with lust as she squirmed against his request. “Tell me
exactly
what you want me to do.”

Penny drew a halting breath and lost herself in his gaze. “I want…I want you to fuck me, Nolan. Please. I need you so bad. I’m wet just thinking about you inside me.” Good God! Were those her words coming from her sinful mouth?
Oh yes
. Her chest rose and fell with the increase of her breathing as her
heartrate
kicked up a notch. She caught the quickening of his erection, the slow and steady plumping of his c
ock as he regained his strength, and she shuddered knowing what was to come.

“On your hands and knees, beautiful girl. Show me that gorgeous ass,” he said, rising behind her.
Penny hesitated, a spike of uncertainty at how he wanted to have her but she hastened to do as he instructed. She closed her eyes when she felt
Nolan’s hand smooth over the tender places on her bottom and alternately hoped he would be gentle and hoped he would take her like a back alley whore.

“Vince was rough,” he observed softly, pausing on the slight bruising left behind.

“I’m okay,” she said, squeezing her eyes
shut
as she felt liquid slicking her insides, readying her passage for his assault.
“I need you, Nolan,” she pleaded.
“I’ve missed your touch.”

His finger entered her passage and she sucked in a tight breath. “Honey sweet,” he murmured with approval, moving his finger in and out in a slow, sensual movement that caused her to rock against his digit with her hips, pushing him deeper inside.
“Tell me what a bad girl you are,” he encouraged in a husky tone as he continued to slide his finger in and out in a torturous movement. She needed the thickness of his cock to stretch her, to force her to cum. His finger was simply teasing her.

She groaned and wiggled against him. “Please Nolan,” she said impatiently, almost growling.

He shocked her with a light slap on her rear. The painful zing instantly caused her to arch her back and groan with both pain and pleasure. “Tell me,” he demanded. “I want to know you deserve a good fucking, my darling.”

“I’m so bad,” she whispered, a tear surprising her as it slid free from her eye. “I’m as bad as they come. I’ve wanted to be fucked like this —
 
owned —
 
for so long but I was afraid to admit it.”

“And now?” he asked in a deceptively sweet tone as he pinched the swollen nub of her clitoris. “Are you grateful to have found your Masters? Tell me how grateful you are.”

“I’m so grateful,” she gasped, more tears breaking free.
She shuddered at the words flowing from her mouth, shocked at how it made her feel to admit such a thing. Was it wrong to feel so liberated while belonging to these men? She groaned and gave into the pleasure, refusing to let her brain ruin all the wonderful feelings cascading through her body in throbbing waves.

Ohhh
, Nolan!” she cried as he rubbed her clitoris in slow, circular motions, using the slickness of her own fluids to intensify the pleasure.

“You’re so responsive,” he said. “Just as I imagined you would be. I used to watch you, sitting in your cubicle like a good little accountant, counting your ledgers and
furtively sneaking glances at
me and Vince, so desperate for our attention
. You wanted our cocks so badly, didn’t you?”

She nodded, her throat closing. Yes, she’d wanted them both. Desperately. “
Yesss
,”
she cried, too caught up in the moment to care how she sounded.

He shocked her by pulling her legs out from under her so she landed on her stomach with a grunt. He flipped her roughly and opened her thighs to his hot gaze. She stared at him, holding her breath. This was so unlike Nolan. Rarely was Nolan so
crude
, so hungry. His stare fastened on her dewed pink folds and she fought the urge to squeeze her thighs shut. She still wasn’t entirely accustomed to being so openly desired. “What you didn’t know, sweetness was how much we wanted you,” he admitted in a hoarse voice, his lust binding his vocal cords until he sounded like an animal ready to tear apart its prey.
“How many times I stroked my cock, wishing it were your mouth…your pussy. God, you
r hot, wet core is like heaven and I can’t get enough. Ever!
” His eyes darkened and he hooked his arms around her legs, bringing her quivering womanhood to his face, close enough to kiss. She shuddered, knowing what he was going to do to her. She was shaking with need.

I
t’s my turn to make you moan
, sweetness
. You’ve certainly earned it.”

She closed her eyes and bit her lip as he wasted little time in delving between her private folds, burying his face between her thighs with single-minded purpose.
In Nolan’s own words, he loved eating pussy, which had been a shocking thing to hear seeing as Penny had never even said the word “pussy” let alone had anyone desire to lick and suck hers.
But,
ohhhh
, Nolan had changed her mind on that score. She threw her head back and arched as he held her thighs open. Wild desire whipped through her as his clever tongue teased and flicked while his mouth
sucked and slurped.
“Nolan!” she gasped, gripping the rumpled
bedsheets
in her hands as she barreled toward her release without mercy. Her nerve endings sizzled and snapped as suddenly everything clenched with powerful need. A wail escaped her as she slammed back to earth, gasping as her orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave of pleasure.
Nolan pulled back and watched as she writhed with the pleasure, breathing hard and making small mewling noises as she slowly came to her senses.

A long sigh rattled out of her chest and she smiled sheepishly at Nolan, always a little embarrassed by how wanton she became in the
moment. Penny clapped her hands over her flaming face and groaned. “Oh my goodness,” was all she could say and Nolan laughed, pulling her hands free with a mock stern expression.

“You’re beautiful and never forget it, especially when you’re
cumming
beneath my tongue. Understand?”

She nodded but her cheeks were still hot. “Are
n’t
you staying tonight?” she asked, noting with a subtle frown that he wasn’t climbing into the bed beside her.

He answered with a small shake of his head as he rose. “Not tonight. I have pressing business elsewhere but I will see you tomorrow at the office. Perhaps you could wear that blue Versace I picked up for you when I was in Milan?”

“Of course,” she said with a demure nod, though in truth she was a bit afraid of the price tag on that dress. What if she spilled something on it because she was a terrible klutz? She swallowed her fears in the face of Nolan’s expectation and simply acquiesced like a good mistress should. “Good night, Nolan.”

He pulled her to him and kissed her thoroughly.
The scent of her own musk teased her nostrils as he drew away. He
warmed
her with a charming grin.
“That’s my girl. Sleep tight, gorgeous.”

And then he was out the door. Penny heard the front door close and lock and she heaved a short sigh. Whatever had been bothering Nolan, he hadn’t seen fit to share even though they’d shared the most intimate act two people could share.

The knowledge made her feel a little empty and more than a little disappointed as she fell into a fretful sleep.

***

“You look exquisite,” Vince said under his breath the following morning as Penny entered the office. Penny fought the urge to squirm with absolute pleasure at his approval and simply smiled at his compliment. Vince’s eyes warmed with heat and Penny knew he was already mentally undressing her. Tonight he would visit her, she could tell by the hunger in his gaze. Vince
had been insatiable
as of late and she
’d begun to crave his
savage touch
like an addict needed a fix
.
But w
hereas Nolan was always tender and considerate, Vince was rough and thorough. Penny
always felt ravaged after a night with Vince. She liked both styles of lovemaking and she was glad she didn’t have to choose between one
or
the other.
Just thinking of what Vince could make her do, caused her cheeks to bloom and her insides to slick. Goodness gracious, the Buchanan brothers had managed to turn her into a raging sex fiend in a surprisingly short time frame.
Penny couldn’t help the secret smile that followed but she startled when she realized there was another person in the room.

“Oh!” she gasped, jumping just a little but enough to cause her breasts to jiggle obscenely. She covered her heart with her hands and swallowed with embarrassment.
So much for looking the part of the sophisticated mistress.
“I apologize. I didn’t see
you there,” she said, looking to Vince. “Should I come back later?”

Before Vince could answer, the other man rose with a dark smile on his full lips, saying, “No need to scuttle off on my account. My brother is right; you do look exquisite in that shade of blue. Let me guess…Versace?” When Penny could only stare, the information stunning her brain into silence, he chuckled and shot Vince a knowing look. “Nolan’s go-to designer for his pets. Now…who might you be aside from achingly lovely to look at?”

“P-penny,” she stammered, looking to Vince for guidance. Did he say brother? How had she not known that Vince and Nolan had another brother?
Embarrassment and confusion colored her voice as she said, “I’m sorry…I didn’t know there was another Buchanan.”

Vince
exhaled a short sigh of aggravation at the forced introduction
.  “Penny
meet
my older brother Dillon.” He gestured
swiftly
. “Penny, meet Dillon. Dillon
meet
Penny.”

“The pleasure is all mine, I assure you,” Dillon said, grasping Penny’s hand and pressing a kiss to the soft skin. The pressure of his lips did something strange to her insides, shaming her with her sudden arousal. What kind of person was she that she immediately felt an attraction to Vince and Nolan’s older brother? 

“If you wouldn’t mind keeping your lips off my secretary…” Vince warned Dillon with a distinct growl. Penny withdrew her hand, her eyes wide at the odd undercurrent passing between the two men.

“Secretary?”
His mouth quirked at the lie.
“The temp agencies have really stepped up their game if Miss Penny is any indication of the hiring pool these days.”

A flush stole up Penny’s neck but she lifted her chin and directed her stare back to Vince, saying, “Is there anything you need from me this morning?”

“I can think of a few things I might
want
,” Dillon remarked with a decidedly wry grin, almost taunting
Vince. Vince’s mouth hardened, unamused
by his brother’s innuendo and Dillon shrugged, unaffected
by Vince’s censure
. “A water
would be great,” he added, without glancing back at Penny.
A silent war of wills raged between the two men that thickened the air with a palpable sense of tension. Penny suppressed a delicate shiver and let herself out, eager to escape.
This was
definitely not a happy reunion
;
that much she knew for sure.

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