Power Up 3: Whispered Words (11 page)

Chloe didn’t know how she knew what to do, but she felt so much a part of these men. She’d heard them for more than half her life. Had taken their knowledge and used it to better herself. They’d saved her countless times. Helped others less fortunate, and they’d been nothing but giving during her brief stay here. Her voices.

Her men. Her lovers.

She wanted to experience it all, for as long as she could. And she wanted it now. They’d recharged her batteries, and she was ready and roaring to go. But they needed a small boost.

“Xavier. I want you inside me. Give me that cum, right in my pussy, where it
belongs. And then Josh can fill me up again, both of you taking me.”

“Loving you,”
echoed in her mind, both of them talking in stereo.

“Yes.”
She let them disengage and clean her up. Rough hands stroking with a gentle touch. They tenderly caressed her, cupping her breasts, her pussy, massaging her ass. Josh laid her belly-down on the bed and played with her, opening her all over again with a slick finger. He pushed it in and out, and all the while, Xavier told her how pretty she was, how smart and clever. How incredibly lucky they were to have her. One seduced with touch, the other with words, and she was lost to them both.

Xavier lay down on the bed next to her while Josh repositioned her. Like a rag doll, she let them place her just so. Xavier’s hard-on had returned, and he had no problem letting her straddle his waist and impale herself over him again.

“So good. You’re perfect.” He held her breasts, gazing at them with rapt attention. He pinched her nipples and pulled them. Distracting her from what Josh was doing with the thick tip of his cock.

“A little push, and I’ll be inside you again, sweet. Lean closer to Xavier.” She was going to have them both. The intimacy astounded her. All of them would be touching…everywhere. The startled thought the brothers might be intimately pressed together as well took her from the moment.

“It’s okay. It’s not weird to us. Hell, half the time we’re the same person
anyway,”
Xavier teased. “
But we’re too focused on you to notice the rest of it. All for
you, Chloe.”

“All for you,”
Josh sounded through Xavier’s link.

She waited, forcing herself to relax as much as she was able, while Josh wedged his thick cock inside her and slid inside. Still a tight fit, but when he was in, he thrust fast and seated himself fully. He braced himself on his arms and began pumping, his rhythm in time with the subtle shifts of Xavier’s hips.

Dear Lord. They were incredible. “I feel you both. So good. Oh God. Yes, more.” She moaned and pleaded with them to be rougher, but they refused to hurry.

The playful, careful loving drove her out of her mind. And by the tense look on Xavier’s face, he felt the same.

“Damn, Josh. I’m close to coming. This is incredible.”

“I feel you everywhere,” Josh said to her, his voice full of wonder. “It’s like I’m fucking your ass and your cunt at the same time.” She could only imagine, and then she no longer cared as Xavier bumped her clit once more. Chloe cried out her orgasm as the pair of them quickened their pace.

She knew the instant they succumbed to the pleasure, could feel the power blasting through them into her, until she returned it. Lights flickered beneath her closed lids as her lovers came inside her, filling her until she was overflowing with bliss.

It took them some time to come down, and when they did, she could barely move. Xavier or Josh tended to her while the other grabbed a towel to clean up the mess. When they’d finally made themselves at home under the covers, Chloe lay between them, Josh and Xavier on their sides propped up on their elbows, watching her.

She could only be thankful neither man could read emotions. She wanted to cry at the beauty of their joining. Sexy, hot, and so loving, they’d given her a treasure she’d never forget. Her twin lovers could only have come straight out of her deepest fantasy. And for just a second, she imagined they loved her as much as she could see herself loving them.

Josh blinked several times, and a wash of psychic energy spilled into the air.

His grin widened until it threatened to split his face. “Well, now.” The room remained quiet. Then Xavier chuckled. “I told you so.”

“I don’t suppose you plan to share?” She sounded as tired as she felt. “Never mind. I’ll bug you about it after my nap.” Before she could help herself, she fell asleep with a smile on her face, tucked between the men she’d fallen hard for, despite herself.

Josh didn’t know what to think. The future with Chloe seemed impossibly bright…if he and Xavier didn’t screw up this time at the cabin. They could have Chloe and a pair of dark-haired, light-eyed twins running rampant at home. Or they could die badly up here, away from family, in the snow, at the hands of vermin like the Werlins. And if that didn’t kill them, any fuckups at home would see one of them dead while a bastard plunged a knife into Chloe in her bedroom, again and again.

“She’s what I want,” Xavier said without a doubt. “She’s right for us. Us, Josh. Not you, not me.
Us
.”

He heard what Xavier didn’t need to say. Karen would have come between them, even if she’d stuck around long enough to hear his marriage proposal. Chloe understood them. She had abilities tied to theirs, for Christ’s sake. How much more perfect could she be?

“Yeah, yeah. Us. I hear you.” The smug satisfaction coming from his brother annoyed Josh. “But I found her first.”

“Bullshit. I found her first. It was my voice she heard.”

“But my vision saved her before you warned her.” 

Xavier tried but couldn’t come up with anything to best him. Juvenile though Josh knew the discussion to be, he didn’t care. He needed an edge over Xavier, because he had a feeling Xavier and Chloe had already bonded in some way. His brother could talk to her whenever he wanted. A damn bridge, he called himself.

But Josh had to wait to be linked up, and it grated.

The long sigh from his brother drew his attention.
“I can read you like a book.

A bad book with a terrible ending. Get off it, bro. She’s not yours or mine. Chloe’s
ours, and she’s strong-willed enough to take off and not come back if we screw this
up. Man, you’ve been dreaming about her since we were kids. Can you finally accept
her? Not for you, but for us?”

“It’s always been an us, hasn’t it?”

Xavier nodded.

“We’re not like other people, Xavier. Not like the twins either.”
Their brothers, Justin and Kyle, weren’t so closely tied.

“No. I like to think of us as special. Not short-bus special, but superstar
special.”
Xavier grinned at him.
“And nothing is going to make us happy except the
one woman we both love. Don’t bother denying it. She’s been with us for half our
lives. Don’t take that away from us. She’s ours. We’re going to have to work together
to convince her of that.”

“I never thought we’d have this.”
Or at least a shot at it. The chance that it could all blow up in their faces didn’t leave his mind. The Werlins and her crazy stalker were the least of their worries, really. Because Josh had a habit of fucking up at the worst possible times.

“We don’t have it yet. Keep a lid on all your insecurities, numbnuts. Let’s get
Chloe to safety; then we’ll deal with our new family. And whatever you do, don’t tell
her what to think or how to act. Let her come to it on her own.”

“I’m the easygoing brother, remember? You just keep your temper, and we’ll be
fine.”

Xavier snorted and lay down on his back next to Chloe. She turned to face him, and Josh spooned her from behind.
“Rest up, Mr. Sensitive, while I take watch. And
pray Chloe doesn’t get all embarrassed and back off from us when she wakes, the
way she almost did this morning.”

Josh hugged her tighter, content when he felt his brother’s hand graze his before Xavier left the bed. He prayed he could do right by her, by Xavier, and by the future he wanted so badly to come to pass. Then the sleep he hadn’t expected to come overtook him.

* * *

When Chloe opened her eyes, the memories of what had happened in this bed came to her in one large, impossible picture. Sex with two incredibly hot, giving men. Strong, powerful, and they wanted
her.

Xavier had shown her Josh’s vulnerability, a brief mention of his ex, Karen.

Chloe could see his hurt, felt it as if it was her own. She’d never been that close to anyone, but she knew if Xavier and Josh suddenly walked away, she’d feel just as pained. It couldn’t have been easy for Josh to suffer that kind of rejection from someone he thought he loved.

And the way he looked at her, the way he felt… She wanted so badly to believe it was real. An arm tightened around her waist, and then something hard prodded her pussy.

“Hey, Chloe. You awake, finally?” He pushed inside her. On their sides, the positioning was somewhat uncomfortable, but waking to Josh sliding inside her took the awkwardness away. “Hook your leg over mine,” he whispered and tongued the shell of her ear.

She moaned and moved her leg, giving him better access as he thrust into her, pulled out, and thrust again.

“I love fucking you,” he said in a gritty voice, and then his hand moved lower down her belly, past her pelvic bone to her clit. “Your hair is soft, but here, you’re so wet. So sweet.” Josh slid his fingers over her clit and continued to play as he fucked her.

“You feel so big inside me,” she said between breaths. “Oh God. Yes. More.” He had her on the verge of coming. That thick cock inside her, his fingers strumming her nerves until she wanted to fly apart. He kissed her neck and cheek and whispered, “I think I love you.”

And she exploded. She cried out as she came, aware he stilled and moaned as he emptied inside her, jerking and pulling her tight against him.

“Thanks a lot. You two are making a mess out of me,”
Xavier sent her, amusement and a lazy satisfaction coloring his words.

“Should have warned Xavier about that, I guess,” Josh murmured. He turned her head and kissed her hard on the mouth. “Christ, Chloe. I feel like I’m a walking hard-on around you.”

She took that as a compliment. “Yeah, well, I’m not exactly frigid around you and your brother either.”

He withdrew and pulled her into his arms. He hugged her tight. “God. This is so perfect. I’m so afraid I’m going to do the wrong thing or say something off, and you’ll leave. Don’t go, baby. Don’t leave now that we’ve finally found you.” She blinked and pulled back to stare at him. Josh’s heartfelt plea struck her, because his sincerity couldn’t be denied.

“Look, you don’t have to say anything.” His gaze traced her features, and she wondered what he saw when he looked at her. “We’ll give you all the time in the world. But Chloe, please, just give us a chance to show you what we could all be, together.”

“Be?”

“As a family. You, me, and Xavier.” His grin turned mischievous, and she saw a side of Josh that captivated her. A carefree, boyish happiness lit him from the inside out. “I’ve seen what our future can hold, Chloe. And it’s nothing short of perfect.”

“What? What did you see?”

His smile faded. “A few things. Some good, some bad. We’ll have to get through the bad to find the good stuff. And you have to take a lot on faith.”

“I have before, and it’s never steered me wrong.” She took his stubbled cheeks in her hands, not surprised to see him so clearly now. The love he felt, she felt as well. But she was scared to tell him, afraid her happiness could be so easily wiped away before she could explore it. She wanted him and Xavier to really know her before she put herself out there. To give them extra time to decide if they wanted to go their separate ways.

“Chloe, it won’t work.”

Just what she was afraid of. She cleared her throat. “What won’t work?”

“The silent treatment. This, us, it’s real. It won’t go away. No matter what happens, I’ll always love you.” The truth shone in his dark eyes. “I’ve seen the real you for years. I know you, even though you don’t really know me yet. I can wait. I’ll prove it to you.” He smiled. “You already know I’m a freak, and you haven’t run, so I have hope.”

She laughed. “Yeah, well, I’m not exactly normal.” She blew out a breath. “Sex with two guys. Twins. Oh man. I’m a slut.”

“My slut.”

“Thanks, Josh. I feel so much better now.”

He tickled her, and they laughed together until nature called.

“Oh man, I need to go clean up. I’m a mess.”

He grimaced. “This bed’s a mess. Time to clean up. Or we could leave it and make Xavier sleep in the wet spot.”

“I heard that.”

She shared a grin with Josh, then called dibs and darted to the bathroom.

After a leisurely shower in which Josh showed her how much pleasure could be had under running water, they dried off, dressed, and joined Xavier in the living room.

Unfortunately, Xavier didn’t look happy.

“What? What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Sam called. Apparently Chloe’s boss is less than pleased with her. He said she’s out of a job unless she comes back to town
today
. And he ordered us—”

“Ordered?” Josh asked.

“Yeah, ordered. The dick said we have to come with her, because some guy named Avery said if we don’t, we’ll… Oh hell. He’s having a vision,” Xavier said to Chloe.

Josh froze by her side. She felt that familiar tingle that told her his precognitive cloud had settled over him.

Then, as if in slow motion, he shoved her to the floor and covered her body with his own while yelling at Xavier to take cover.

An explosion of bullets shook the cabin, and then bone-deep dread settled in her bones. Not a promising start to the rest of her life with the Doublemint twins by her side.

Chloe didn’t have to like a situation to know how to deal with it. Fortunately, she’d found men who knew how to handle themselves in a crisis. Xavier crawled to one closet while Josh ordered her to stay still and crawled to another. Stay still?