Twin Pleasures (7 page)

Sleep finally overtook him as the warmth of their woman seeped into his pores.

Chapter 4

Six o’clock came fast as her internal clock woke her up. She tried to stretch but found herself naked, half-draped over one brother while the other one was flush against her back. She closed her eyes as the previous day’s events flashed behind her eyelids and made her groan at her actions.

What in the hell am I doing here, she agonized. I’ve gone off the deep end and lost my mind. Granted, I have never felt this way before, but situated between these two hunks has got be the stupidest thing I have ever done to date. Even when I stole Mr. White's prized Thoroughbred to win that stupid race against the Belameny brothers, this tops that.

The slight ache between her legs and her anus brought a little smile of self-derision. Deep in her heart, she wouldn’t have changed a single moment that happened yesterday, every glorious, fulfilling, satisfying, intense moment that she experienced. No more being a goody good girl, that was for sure.
I crave them. Oh, God, I crave their dominance and aggression. I want them to do anything they want to me
.

Just thinking of all she wanted sent her soaring.

The slight movement and the sound awoke the two brothers.

“Good morning, Kitten,” Donavan whispered before leaning to kiss her. She felt his morning erection lengthen, giving a wake-up call to her pussy and seductively throbbing against her thigh.

She glanced down and then over to see Chase’s sleepy bedroom eyes darken as he watched them. The color of his eyes matched the draped canopy, as she knew they would. Her nipples hardened even more painfully at the blatant desire that both men excreted from their skin. She could feel the pleasure begin to unfurl deep inside her womb, swirling along all her nerve endings. Between her legs, she could feel her pussy contract and drip her juices onto the hard planes of Donavan’s stomach. His hands stroked up her legs in a teasing caress, heading toward her pulsating core with a determination and an expression of fierce possession that left her breathless in anticipation of his next move. He didn’t disappoint when the hooded bundle of nerves was suddenly exposed and taken between two fingers in a firm hold. Her panting labored as he just held it with no movement until with a little pinch he brought her to an orgasm that had a mixture of pain and a whole lot of pleasure.

She collapsed forward, leaning heavily on arms bracketing his head, with her breasts hanging within easy reach of greedy lips that didn’t hesitate to taste. Her startled cries began to mix with gasps and moans when the heavenly mouth used deep suction and teeth to devour her. She started to tremble when a different set of lips began kissing her butt cheeks and nuzzling between her crease.

“Please. Please. Please. Oh, God, I can’t take it. Please!” She screamed when Chase’s teeth started nibbling the little opening and piercing it deep with his tongue. The forbiddance of it sent her reeling, head flung back and legs trying to spread farther apart, with cries and whimpers flying out of her mouth. The duel assault had her humping his stomach to try to ease the deep ache they orchestrated together in their passion.

“I get the ass this time,” Donavan stated, startling her into looking down at him. She started to shiver at his wicked smile. Her ass still ached a little from last night, causing her to shake her head slowly.

His answer was to push her up into Chase’s arms.

Chase chuckled as he turned her and wrapped her legs around his waist. He moved to the end of the bed and sat with his legs planted apart before lifting her again and lowering her onto his straining cock. He captured her scream at the sudden penetration, holding her body flush against his with the palm of his hand.

She met every thrust of his tongue with an equal one of her own as he pulled her with him to lie flat on the bed, still swallowing her cries. She tensed when she felt slick fingers circle her anus and tried to relax when the first finger penetrated and was joined by others in a steady rhythm. She tried to move with them, but Chase held her tight against his chest. The blunt head of Donavan’s cock circled her entrance. She stilled and moaned throatily when inch by inch he penetrated, burrowing deeper and deeper. This new angle had each of them deeper than before, and the light bump of her cervix had her flexing involuntarily. The groans of the men had her shuddering and writhing, trying to get them to show some mercy and move.

The slow pulsating of their cocks deep inside her pussy and her ass had her trembling in excruciating pleasure. She felt Donavan’s hands grab her legs and to her surprise pull them apart to spread them wider for different-angled penetration. She felt the new angle, and she tried not to scream in astonishment when a hidden spot suddenly flared to life between the two cocks. They both moved at the same time, seeming to focus on that one spot.

Their concentration paid off when, without any warning, she became a tornado in their arms as the orgasm ruptured her thread on reality. Her screams and gyrations had them fighting to stay connected. With each twist and turn, she fought to come loose as the powerful reaction clashed with pain so intense that it raced into pleasure. Her teeth sunk deep into Chase’s shoulder in an attempt to find a foundation to anchor herself as she floated above, detached from her body. Every molecule in her body disintegrated into pleasure.

* * * *

Donavan caught Chase’s eye, and between the two of them, their woman bucked in ecstasy as they both picked up speed and continued to fuck her with a single mindless intensity that left nothing to the imagination. She tensed suddenly and let out a scream to bring the house down around their ears, while her pussy and anus clenched around the plunging cocks in a vise grip so powerful they joined in her scream as their control slipped into a geyser of fluids, filling her to the brink. Her splayed legs stretched further as the heavy weight of the covering body pushed her deep into the solid chest her body draped.

Donavan was the first to slip free and stand. His eyes caressed her lush body as she sprawled on top of his brother. She made no move to leave as the shudders still traveled up and down her body. He smiled in satisfaction in having made her insensible. He followed the path his brother’s hands took as they tunneled through her hair, loving to watch. It was like looking into a mirror and seeing himself perform each intimate caress.

“Go turn on the shower, and let’s get our woman cleaned up to start the day,” Chase said, sitting up, still fully embedded deep into her pussy. Her little whimpers made them smile at each other.

Donavan took her into his arms once he had the shower nice and hot. Chase joined him, and between the two of them, they cleaned every inch of her body.

* * * *

Her attention wavered from minute to minute as the boys used bare hands to rub soap over her. She bit her lip when one of them went between her legs to lather her pussy gently, being careful of her overworked center. When the spray of the showerhead hit her pussy, the only thing that saved her from falling was the arms of the other one firmly holding her. The pulse of the weapon created a steady buildup that she tried to suppress, having reached her limit. With every squirm, the hand holding her tightened until she could hardly breathe. His sudden release caused her to gasp, which turned into a scream, as she was lifted with one hand under each of her knees and her legs spread with her back snuggled along his chest. The position she found herself in made her blink in disbelief as the showerhead focused again on her totally exposed pussy. Her cries echoed in the bathroom as her body’s control dissolved into vapors. She tried to escape the relentless stream of water with no success as the two water pirates tortured her into another orgasm of such intensity she felt it contract her nipples and curl her toes.

She was shaking as the showerhead went to her anus along with soapy fingers. The intrusion barely registered as she was coming down from the cloud they had put her on. When her feet touched the ground again, her knees wanted to sink to join them.

“You know what we forgot to do, Don?” Chase asked as he patted her dry with a warm towel from the warming rack.

“What?” Donavan, too, concentrated on drying her.

“We forgot to eat this delectable pussy.”

His voice took a while to register. She raised startled eyes to her lover in disbelief. She really couldn’t take another assault on her overworked system. Her shaking head started them chuckling wickedly.

“We’ll save that for dessert tonight, Kitten.” Donavan continued to chuckle, slapping her ass as he and Chase left her in the bathroom to finish her absolutions with an admonishment to hurry.

She stood in the middle of the bathroom in a daze. The voices of the boys brought her to her senses, making her rush to get her teeth brushed and her hair dried. She wrapped the towel around her body and braved the bedroom to find it empty. She saw her jeans, shirt, and underwear, along with her socks and boots, all cleaned and neatly folded on the bed. She guessed Gertie or a maid had come in sometime during her shower episode and laid the clothes out. The thought of someone hearing her cries brought a searing heat to her cheeks.

She sat on the edge of the bed and took a deep breath before picking up the phone. She silently thanked the boys for remembering to put a phone in here. She dialed her sister’s number and closed her eyes for the coming conversation.

"Gabby? I'm sorry it's so early. I can't really get into a deep discussion right now. I just wanted to let you know I was all right. No, they offered me the opportunity to come down and see the ranch. I was due for some time off, and Stuart was fine with me taking a few weeks. Gabby, please. I will talk to you later, okay. I really have to go. I know this isn't me. I just need you to trust me, okay. I know what I'm doing. Bye, Gabby," she said softly.
I hope I know what I'm doing
.

Liana quickly replaced the receiver. She loved her sister very much, but sometimes she acted more like her mother than her sister.

She made her way to the kitchen, following the sounds of boys. She came to the entrance of the kitchen and just stood there to watch the two of them move. They didn’t wear the same shirt, and they each had a different haircut, but if their intentions were to appear different, they failed miserably. She watched as their movements mirrored each other getting things ready for breakfast. They even talked in half sentences, one picking up where the other left off. She must have made some sound because she found their focus turned to her in full force, making her stomach flutter. Heady stuff, she thought to herself.

“Kitten, what would you like for breakfast? Gertie leaves this meal to us because of the unreasonable hour in the morning she says 6 a.m. to be.” The twinkle in his eye belied his displeasure in the statement.

“I usually have cereal,” she replied, going to the cupboard he indicated. She squeezed between the two mountains as they stood immobile.

Chase didn’t let her pass. When she lifted inquiring eyes up to his, he swooped down for a good morning kiss. She clung to him, matching each kiss with one of her own. He tasted like a combination of fresh mint and coffee. He ate at her mouth.

She was released, only to be turned and the process repeated in the exact same way. Her senses were reeling once again this morning from the dual pleasure.

“Good morning, Kitten,” they each said at the same time.

She melted against Donavan’s chest and giggled. She had no protection against these two.

“Good morning, Chase, Donavan,” she replied against Donavan’s chest.

They finally let her choose her cereal. She shook her head when they smiled at each other when her hands trembled trying not to spill the milk all over the counter.

Chapter 5

She found herself again in the same Jeep as last night, headed to the stallion barn. Her outlook on the previous day’s proceedings was somewhat a blur. She felt at home here, that she belonged. She couldn’t explain it.

The dawn’s morning light was just peeking over the horizon. The dew from the night's embrace glistened over the grass and clung to the leaves of the trees. The crisp air had a heady aroma in it. The smell of horses, grass, and hay mixed with the less pleasing smell of manure. The smell was a cowboy’s perfume.

She breathed deeply, loving every smell. This was her life. Every aspect of horse rearing, training, caring was what she had dedicated her life to from a very early age. She began each day early, making sure the livestock were fed and cleaned before leaving for work and caring for ill horses, then coming home again to tend the stock. She could picture no other life.