Belonging to the Steer Brothers (8 page)

Chapter Ten

Anna woke early the next morning, stretching out the aches within her body. She moaned and encountered two very muscular and very warm male chests. She glanced up at the face of one man to see he was already awake, and she turned her head to see the other man was indeed awake.

“Hey, sleeping beauty. How are you feeling this morning?” Paul asked.

Anna made a blatant display of stretching and moaning but didn’t tell them where her pains were the most. In truth her aches and the slight pain were nothing compared to her need to be fucked. She recognised the feeling and welcomed the rush between her legs when a hand walked up the inside of her thigh until fingers were massaging her clit.

“That feels so good,” she cried out. She knew she would have to stop them.  She needed to use the ladies’ room. It was the morning after all.

“Do you want more?” David whispered seconds before his lips engulfed a huge part of her breast. Hands on her tits and pussy. A delightful way to wake up.

“This feels so damn good, but I’ve got to go to the bathroom. But once I come back we can take it back up where you left off?”

Their hands moved from her body, and each of her men helped her off the bed and to the bathroom. Their time, attention and devotion were highly addictive. The first thing she did when she entered the bathroom was giggle in the mirror. She looked well fucked and happy. Two of the combinations she’d never felt before.

She went through her morning routine, taking about ten minutes. Then, with hair brushed and fresh mint flavoured breath, she opened the door. They stood on either end grooming themselves. Anna took a moment to just watch and drool and watch some more. They stood naked, and she could see they’d freshened up somewhere else. They glistened with water.  She had the oddest urge to lick every drop of water from their bodies.

“I could get used to this,” she said to draw their attention away and back to her.

They were at her side in an instant.

Each man greeted her with a kiss. She couldn’t believe these two powerful men were all hers.

David and Paul touched her, and she touched them, hands and lips everywhere. In no time at all both men had her pressed up the wall. Paul was at her feet opening her legs wide, and he penetrated her with his tongue. David sucked and licked at her breasts. Her hands were sunk in each mans hair urging them on. She opened her eyes in time to catch their reflection in the mirror opposite.  The sight had her crashing into a shocking orgasm leaving her like jelly. She watched the scene in the mirror, turned on by the woman she saw and the love coming off the two men making her heart beat rapidly in her chest.

Paul stood and positioned himself between her legs. Anna yelped when he picked her easily bracing her against the wall and his chest. She watched his dick sink inside her body. Her head flung back with the explosion of pressure inside her. He was thick and hard, and he knew how to use it.

David stood close, taking one of her hands from around his brother’s neck, and placing it over his erection, he guided her hand, showing her what he liked. The pressure and the speed of his strokes.

“Make me come, baby,” he asked.

Paul pummelled hard and fast inside her, and she fucked David. A trio of sensation. It was so bizarre as she wanted David to let go and climax in her hand. She wanted to be the woman to bring him to an earth-shattering climax with nothing but her hand.

The brothers worked her body together creating new heights of utter sensation. She exploded in a wave of heat as her pussy tightened around the shaft impaling her causing Paul to ram inside her and growl in climax. In her fist David thrust his hips, his cock expanding in her hand, and she stroked him to completion.

Throughout the morning, they loved her like no other person had loved her before. Lavishing her with attention and their bodies and time. Each man taking turns, filling her head with wonderful dreams of the future. At around lunch time David went in search of some food, and Paul helped her into a robe, took her hand and asked for her time. She was An a wave of bliss but a little uncomfortable from working, both men having used her body for their pleasure as well as giving her pleasure; and her bones and muscles were starting to protest. Almost like he was attuned to her body, Paul picked her up and carried her to his study where he placed her gently on the sofa.

In a very secret agent style fashion he moved a picture from the wall that had hidden a locked safe. Intrigued Anna waited, wondering what he wanted her to see. Paul came back to her, and David walked in carrying a tray of food and tea.

Paul handed her a very old book.  She looked at the cover and the title, running her hand over the precious literature.

“What’s this?”

“This is a tale of one of the women who’ve been part of our family in the way David and I want to share you. This is why I pushed you away, and before we ask you anything. I want you to read that book.”

Anna opened the book and noticed it was a diary immediately. She began to read each page one at a time. Some women had a wonderful written hand. She’d read several diaries over the years where the publishers had crafted their signature style perfectly. The woman who wrote this book showed the anger in her writing that was similar in her words. Anna struggled to make the words out. She sat for hours while the men went about their business. The diary was about one woman, Fanny, who displayed so many different emotions. The title would have deceived many women. This wasn’t a tale about several of the Steer women. This was a tale about one woman’s bitter experience. 

She skipped some bits.  She got the picture with the description of “rutting bastards using me at a moment’s notice”.

Anna had enough at around the hundredth page. She didn’t need tales of women who had gone before. She didn’t know the men of that time. She knew Paul and David, and she knew she loved them with all of her heart.

They sat, tense and waiting. Throwing the book on the sofa, she knelt at their feet taking each of their hands in one of hers.

“That book is the reason you were mean to me before I left?” she asked Paul.

He nodded.

“You should be ashamed of yourself. How dare you treat me like shit when reading something about a woman who’s clearly bitter?”

“I’m sorry,” he said and held her face in his hands. “I won’t make the same mistake again.”

She was disgusted with the waste of three years they could have had together. “I can’t believe you did that. How could you base our relationship on one woman who clearly wasn’t right?”

He hung his head. Anna wished she could feel sorry for him.

“Do you need this book for anything?” she asked.

“No.”

“Good. I know the best way to get rid of trash like this.” Anna left them, grabbed the book, and walked to the small fire burning in the hearth. Page by disgusting page of written word, she ripped them out of the book and tossed it into the fire.

“Anna, that was for you to read.”

“I don’t care, Paul. You held more stock in this than I did. I know what I want.” Throwing the diary on top she turned back to face them. “And you owe me for wasting time. I think you should be punished by giving me pleasure,” she said.

David burst out laughing, and Anna removed her clothing. The laughter stopped, and she stared at them, naked.

“What’s so funny, Mister Steer?” she asked.

“Nothing.”

“Good. Paul, come here.” Anna didn’t know where her confidence was coming from. Giving her virginity to the men she loved had been a good start.

The older brother stood and walked over to where she waited. As he closed in, he grew larger. She wanted them out of the clothes they wore. “Strip.”

Paul stood over her, and she wasn’t afraid. Three years and his bad attitude had been based on a book that wasn’t even worth anything.

Oh, she was going to make him pay.

Forcing him to give her pleasure would be nice, but she rather liked the justice in withholding his release. David moved to a chair closer to see the action. Paul removed his clothes and stood before her naked.

She circled him, a hand moving around his middle as she did before stopping at his front.

“You’ve been very mean to me,” she said with a pout.

“I’m sorry, but you can....” Anna stopped him with a finger to his lips. She rather liked being the temptress. Forbidding him to speak or say anything.

“I don’t care about your reasons. I want you to think about the three years you’ve wasted when you could have been fucking me several times a day.” Her pussy grew slick with her arousal. The thought of being fucked every day by David or Paul or both of them together was enough to bring her to her knees.

“That’s a very nice thought,” David said. She turned to look at him. His hand was wrapped around his cock as he tunnelled it up and down.

She licked her lips and watched as he groaned from the action. Where had this temptress come?

It was like a side of her she hadn’t known existed had been awakened. A sex monster stood in her place, and all she wanted was sex.

Leaning on her tip toes she pressed a kiss to his lips. “This is for us,” she whispered for only him to hear.

She sank to her knees before him. A hiss escaped him.

“You’re fucked now, brother. She’s got a sexy mouth,” David said.

Smiling with pride, Anna gripped his shaft in her hand and felt the hard naked heat of him. She ran her hand up and down, watching as the spurt of his liquid escaped the small slit at the head. Opening her lips she pressed the bulbous mushroom head into her mouth and slid it to the back of her throat, the glide leaving a trail of his seed along her tongue. She swallowed him down and licked around the length of his dick in her mouth.

Paul stared at her, and she felt his eyes all the way through to her soul. When his hands went to her hair, she swatted them away. No way would she be controlled when this was his punishment.

“Fuck, your mouth is good,” Paul moaned.

Pulling all the way off, she replaced her lips with her hands, alternating between a fast and slow pace. When he gasped and grabbed the back of her head, shoving him further down her throat, Anna gagged and cupped his balls, threatening him to let go.

“Please, Anna. I need it,” he begged.

“Then you’ll think twice over treating me like shit over a musty old book.” She slapped his hands and took him inside.

“Fuck. Anna, please. I’ve learnt my lesson.”

Her head bobbed up and down, the saliva from her mouth coating his cock. Satisfied her torture was sufficient, she reached for his hands and placed them on the back of her head. He didn’t need any second invitation. A fist full of her hair was pulled, and he shoved his cock in her mouth. 

“I’m going to come,” he cried. Anna didn’t ease up. She wanted to feel him splash the back of her throat. Every sense had been awakened since last night, and she wanted to experience every touch and taste.

One final pull on her hair and she felt the splash of his seed as he roared out his release. She swallowed him down. Her pussy was on fire for some attention. When he released his hold she licked her lips and smiled. Paul collapsed on the nearest piece of furniture, a funny look in his eye.

“Are you happy with your punishment?” she asked, his taste still on her tongue.

He nodded his head.

One down. One to go. David sat in the chair, his gaze on her and her alone. “Are you going to punish me, too?”

“You didn’t read that book. I know you didn’t. Otherwise you’d have come and got me.” She crawled on her hands and knees to him.

“I’ve been a good man,” he said.

When she reached his legs, Anna stood before him.

“What would you like?” she asked.

“You’re giving me the chance to pick what I want?”

“Yes.”

He got up off his chair and pulled her against his body. “Get on your knees,” he ordered.

Anna did as she was told, her arousal intensifying with every passing second. She didn’t know how long she’d last. David moved behind her, his hand going between her thighs.

“Spread them wider. I want to see all this cream,” he told her.

Opening her knees she positioned her body so she wouldn’t fall over and spoil the moment.

“You’re soaking wet. You loved sucking his cock, didn’t you?”

She moaned, not replying vocally to his question.

Whack!

Anna yelped as his hand slapped her ass. The contact was unexpected, but it felt so good.

Whack.

He hit her ass, again and again. She wanted to tell him to stop, but it felt so good. Her ass stung, but it didn’t hurt. The heat went straight to her pussy.

“Yes. I love sucking his cock,” she said.

“Good girl. I want a taste.”

She felt his finger as it slid through her slit. One finger pressed inside her cunt. Biting her lip she tried not to push against him and sink his digit further inside her. He pulled away, and she heard him sucking the juice coating him.

Could the man become more sinful?

“You’re ready for me.”

A hand went to her hip as she imagined the other holding his cock and guiding him to her entrance. He bumped her opening, the large tip lodging at the entrance of her pussy. Both hands on her hips, she braced herself as with one smooth thrust, David seated himself inside her. The long length of his shaft hit the top of her cervix and made her gasp at the sensation of being filled.