Trusting Them (21 page)

She opened the door to her bedroom and, sure enough, Brady stood waiting for her. He held out his hand for the flashlight and winked at her in the light. She let him guide her down the stairs and realized she really needed his help. Walking down without any light other than the flashlight wasn’t as easy as she thought it would be.

“You look warm enough,” Brady said as she held on to his arm.

“I don’t much like being cold.”

“We’ll keep you warm.” Brady reached up and squeezed her arm.

When they made it back into the living room, Brock was tending to the fire. He had pulled off his boots, from what she could see of him. Brady proceeded to do the same.

“Get on into the bed, baby. We’ll be in right behind you.” Brock pulled back the covers for her to climb inside.

They turned off the flashlights. Jeni couldn’t see a damn thing. Even as her eyes adjusted to the darkness, all she could do was make out a shape in the dark. She could tell they were undressing by the sounds of cloth flowing over skin and zippers unzipping. One of the men got into the bed next to her and pulled her back into his arms. It was Brock, she could tell by the way his arms went around her. She inhaled and smelled his unique scent that was woodsy and fresh-smelling all at the same time.

The bed dipped and Brady climbed in on the other side of her. He scooted in close, then turned over and pulled one of her arms over his side, where he captured it with his hand. She felt safe and warm cocooned between them once again. She couldn’t imagine never having them in her bed again.

Brock squeezed her. He moved aside her hair and began nibbling the back of her neck. She shivered at the sensation and not the cold. He made his way from the back of her neck to her shoulder then up around her jaw. He sat up, half leaning on one arm as he grazed his teeth around her jaw and back down her neck. His hand moved upward until he cupped one breast. He lightly flicked the nipple, drawing a moan from her.

“You like your nipples played with, don’t you?” he asked.

“Yes. It feels so good.”

“It would feel even better if you weren’t wearing this top.”

“What are you doing to me?” she asked with a moan.

“Seducing you. Isn’t it obvious?”

Brady turned over and stared into her eyes. For a brief moment, she felt as if she were falling into them. He smiled and closed the distance between them to take her mouth in a kiss. While his mouth devoured hers, his fingers worked on the buttons of her PJ top. First one then another of the buttons came undone under his expert fingers. Soon, bare skin met bare skin as two sets of hands covered her breasts and abdomen. She thrilled at their touch.

Jeni groaned as someone’s hand dipped into her bottoms to graze over her mound. She shivered when someone, Brock, licked then gently bit down on her shoulder. He was marking her, she realized. Surely, that meant something in the scheme of things. Fingers slipped between her pussy lips to tease along her core. First one, then two fingers teased her clit, circling and grazing it until she writhed on the bed between them.

Brock chuckled in her ear. “I love the feel of you hot and wet on my fingers.”

“You make me that way.” She reached for Brady. “Both of you.”

“Feel what you do to me.” Brady pulled her hand down to his boxers and the bulge no longer hidden there.

He felt huge in her hand. She rubbed up and down it until he was grinding his hips into her hand. Behind her, Brock pushed his cock against her ass so that it rode the cleft between. She felt like the filling in their sandwich. They fucked her body without being inside of her. It felt so damn good she thought she might come just from them rubbing their thick cocks against her.

“Ah, hell, baby. I want to feel that pussy sucking me in,” Brock said as he slowly pumped his fingers in and out of her hot cunt.

“Please, yes. I want to feel you there.” Jeni realized she was begging him.

Brady didn’t wait for either of them to say anything more. He grabbed hold of the waistband of her PJ bottoms and pulled them down her thighs and over her ass. Then he delved beneath the covers and pulled them off her legs. When he emerged from the sheets, he held her bottoms up and threw them across the room.

“Now the top,” Brock said as he fondled her breast with one hand and her pussy with the other.

Brady didn’t seem to mind his brother directing things. He deftly maneuvered her top from around her and between her and Brock. It too flew across the room to land in a heap on the floor next to her pajama bottoms. It left her completely naked and vulnerable. She shivered as cool air touched her skin.

“Don’t worry, baby. We’ll warm you up,” Brady said.

They pounced on her then. Four hands and two mouths devoured her body as if it were a delectable treat to be tasted and consumed in one sitting. Brady migrated south towards her pussy. He spread her legs with his shoulders and proceeded to consume the cream they’d brought forth from her. The more he tasted, the more she produced. Need spiraled inside her until she thought she would explode from the thrill of finally having them touching her.

“Please,” she begged.

“Please what, baby?” Brock asked as he licked the top of her breasts. “What do you need?”

“You, inside of me,” she pleaded.

“Soon, baby girl. Soon.” He sucked in just her nipple and ran his tongue over and over its pebbled surface.

While Brady continued to torment her below with teeth and tongue, Brock teased her nipples. He nipped at them then laved them with his tongue. He twisted them until she cried out, then sucked as much of her breast inside his mouth as he could. Over and over, his tongue teased and tasted of her nipples. When he pinched them at the same time Brady sucked in her clit between his teeth she ignited, screaming her release. They rode her until she could no longer breathe, and then let her slowly down.

Brock kissed her, taking her tongue into his mouth, and sucked. He nipped at her lips, then sucked the bottom one in to tease with his tongue.

“I want you on your knees,” he said.

Jeni turned and immediately rolled to her knees once Brady moved away. She looked back over her shoulder to see Brock rolling on a condom. When he had shed his underwear, Jeni didn’t know. Suddenly the tip of him teased at her opening. He slowly fed his cock to her one inch at a time. He was thicker than Brady had been, though Brady was longer. She struggled to accommodate his girth.

Finally, he was fully seated. He stilled and allowed her to adjust to his size. Then he began pumping into her, slowly at first, then building as she pushed back to meet his thrusts. A cock brushed her cheek and there knelt Brady in front of her holding his dick with one hand. He reached out with the other one to hold her head steady as he pushed his penis past her lips and into her mouth. She moaned around him, earning her a curse from him. She smiled around his thick stalk and hummed as she began sucking.

“There you go, baby. Suck me down deep.” Brady held her head as he began to slowly shuttle in and out of her mouth.

The angle was perfect for deep-throating him. She took him to the back of her throat then swallowed and felt him jerk in her mouth. She licked back up his stalk and around the rim of the mushroom cap of his cock. Then she nibbled lightly until he pulled on her hair.

“Watch those teeth.” Then he groaned when she reached up and fondled his balls.

Brock continued to piston in and out of her, slowly building her arousal up again. He adjusted his angle and every brush of his dick tickled along that special spot inside of her. She moaned again around Brady’s cock and fought to breathe all at the same time. She was going to come again. She’d never climaxed more than once in a night before, but they were going to make her come again.

“Ah, fuck. I’m gonna come, Jeni. Get ready, baby.” Brady began to pump faster until his rhythm became sloppy and he yelled out his release.

“That’s right. Swallow me down. God, look at you with my come on your lips,” he said.

Jeni licked it off then proceeded to lick him clean as Brock pounded into her from behind. He was close. She could tell by the change in rhythm. She pushed back hard, meeting him thrust for thrust. He reached around and pinched her clit at the same time he erupted inside of her. She came screaming even as she felt the heat from his release into the condom.

Finally, he pulled out of her and disposed of the condom. She collapsed on the bed with Brady gently caressing her hair. Nothing had ever been this sweet before. She could honestly say sex had never been so intimate and consuming. The brothers gave her a feeling of closeness she’d never had with any of her lovers before, especially not with Glenn.

Brock returned to the bed a few minutes later with a warm, wet bath cloth. He carefully wiped her face then ran it between her legs to clean off her juices so she wouldn’t feel sticky later. No one had ever treated her so tenderly before. Tears formed in her eyes, but she blinked them away before the guys could see them and think something was wrong, because nothing was wrong. Everything was right, or at least she hoped it was.

* * * *

Brock carried the used bath cloth back to the bathroom. He paused to look at himself in the mirror. He had a grin a mile wide on his face, and he felt like celebrating something. She did this to him. She gave him a reason to be happy. He couldn’t imagine ever being without her again. He had to figure out some way to approach her about staying with them, not as their housekeeper and cook, but as their woman—their wife.

He returned to the bedroom to find Jeni lying face down on the bed and Brady lightly rubbing down her hair. She had to be freezing without the covers over her. Brady should have taken care of that.

“Brady, she’s going to catch pneumonia if you don’t cover her up.” Brock climbed back on the bed and helped Brady pull the covers back up.

“Sorry, you’re right. I wasn’t thinking.” He tucked the blanket and comforter around her neck.

She didn’t move. They must have worn her out. At least he hoped that was what they did. It would kill him if they’d hurt her. He sat on the edge of the bed and ran a hand up and down her back through the covers.

“Jeni?” he whispered.

“Ummm.”

“You okay, baby girl?”

“Umm hmm.” She snuggled deeper into the covers.

Brock looked over at Brady and smiled. His brother smiled back just as big. She was perfect for them. Brock eased beneath the covers and pulled her into his arms. Brady came at her from the other side and between them they sandwiched her into a warm welcoming embrace. One, he hoped, she would never want to leave. One he planned she would never be able to.

She was the answer to their prayers for a woman who could accept them as they were and understand their way of life. Jeni hadn’t balked at the long hours or rough way of living. She’d rolled with the weather and took it in stride. There could be no better woman for them. Now for the hard part, he realized—getting her to want to stick around for the rest of their lives.

“Brock?” Brady whispered over Jeni’s head.

“Hmm?”

“She’s ours, right?” he asked, still caressing her hair.

“She will be. All that’s left is convincing her to stay and be our wife.”

“I think I’ve fallen in love with her, Brock.”

“I know, Brady. I know.”

Truth be told, he was already in love with her. He wanted her to love them back more than anything in the world. To have such a treasure would be beyond anything he could imagine. Brock hoped they could keep her happy out in the middle of nowhere, USA. They would take her into town anytime she wanted to go and plan trips in to Billings as often as possible so she could shop in the big stores. They could take her out to eat in a nice restaurant. Brock thought of all the little things women liked that he wanted to be sure she got.