Dixie Lynn Dwyer (9 page)

Vic kept his fists clenched by his side.

He felt delicate fingers touch his skin, and he flinched then heard Elise gasp. He opened his eyes and she looked scared.

“Tommy, take care of her.” He began to walk away when he felt her hand on his arm.

“No. Don’t go, Vic. Please stay with me.”

He turned to look down at her as the anger at seeing Tagart touch her and trap her against the wall eased from his mind.

“I don’t want to get angry in front of you. There’re things that just set me off sometime.”

“That’s normal.”

“Not really.”

“I don’t know. I get pretty damn angry at assholes on a regular basis,” she told him and he chuckled.

“Come on, you two. Come keep me company.”

She took both their hands and then released them as they followed her down the hallway.

Vic watched her as she entered the room, grabbed her bag, and started taking off some of the makeup she had on.

“I hate makeup. I hate the smell of it and the taste of it. Plus it’s really bad for your skin, too.” She leaned over the sink and wiped the stuff from her face.

“Are you okay?” Tommy whispered, and Vic nodded his head at him. He then stared at Elise.

He walked over toward her and leaned against the wall.

“Are you okay? He didn’t hurt you, did he?”

She stopped what she was doing and stared up at him with those big, beautiful blue eyes.

“No. It was no big deal, so don’t think about it anymore.”

He pulled her into his arms and hoisted her up against his chest.

“Baby, I can’t help but worry. I don’t like that guy, and I sure as shit don’t want him or anyone else except Tommy touching you.”

He covered her mouth and squeezed her to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders and kissed him back then wrapped her legs around his waist.

He turned her toward the wall and used it as support to devour her moans and really taste her. She was sweet and sensual.

He caressed her ass, her hips, and then her breasts. She kissed him back, and soon she was moving her pussy against his hips, driving him insane.

He sensed Tommy joining them and felt his hands go under her arms to her chest. She pulled back from their kiss, and Tommy undid the top she wore.

Her lips were swollen and they were all breathing heavy.

“Baby, you’re gorgeous,” Vic stated then kissed along her neck and shoulder.

She leaned back against Tommy’s chest, and Tommy cupped her breasts.

“Damn, woman, I can’t wait to be inside of you.” Tommy leaned down and kissed her on the mouth.

“Come home with us tonight?” Vic asked, and she tensed up in their arms.

She pulled up from against Tommy’s chest and then tried to get down from Vic’s arms. He held her ass in place with the palm of his hand and the other was against her back.

“What’s wrong?”

“This is happening too fast.”

“I don’t think it’s happening fast enough, Elise,” Tommy whispered then leaned forward and kissed along her neck.

She reached back and held her palm against his cheek.

“You make me want so much.”

“If it helps, you make us want so much, too,” Tommy told her.

“Come home with us,” Vic stated firmly.

She was quiet a moment and then she took a deep breath.

“Okay. I should be done in a few hours.”

Vic and Tommy followed her back to the house to drop off her car and for her to grab some things. She was nervous and excited about being with them together tonight. This was a huge step for her, for more reasons than just the act of sex. She hadn’t been interested in anyone since Devlon. She didn’t want to be and she feared getting that close to someone only for them to possibly leave her or die. It was crazy, but that’s how she felt. To come to a new town, like Delite, and see the multiple-partner relationships firsthand made her believe that perhaps she could get involved with two men one day. Realistically, she knew that she didn’t care for one brother more than the other, so that right there was promising. Secondly, she was young when she had sex for the first time with Devlon. Five years without ever having sex, well, with another person since toys didn’t really count, was too long to wait. She was bursting at the seams with sexual frustration. Vic and Tommy brought it out in her. They made something come alive inside of her that was different.

She was ready to take this chance.

She got into Vic’s black Ford F-450 cab pickup truck. It was all done up with chrome trim and fancy hubcaps. The interior was gorgeous.

They were all kind of quiet as they drove out of town a ways and to their very secluded ranch.

It was late, after two o’clock in the morning, and Vic looked really tired. Something stirred inside of her. Whether it was concern or some instinctual thing, she worried about him.

As they got out of the truck, Tommy helped her down and pulled her up into his arms. She was glad she had changed into the short flare skirt and blouse as she felt the palm of Tommy’s hand over her ass.

“You feel good in my arms,” he told her and she smiled and blushed.

“What is it? Don’t be shy.”

“Well, your hand feels good on my ass,” she told him as she locked gazes with him right outside their front door.

He looked so serious at that moment and then he kissed her.

It was a fast, hot kiss that left her clinging tighter to his shoulders. The feel of hard muscles beneath her hands and thighs was enough to bring her pussy out of dormancy. Hot damn, he knew how to kiss and hold a woman.

She hardly got to see the house as they walked through the darkness and up a flight of stairs. That was the only indication that the house was two stories tall. She had to admit that she was too engrossed in staring at Tommy and feeling his hand on her to notice the house from the outside.

Vic followed, his boots clicking and clacking on the hardwood as they entered a large bedroom.

She smelled fabric softener and cedar wood.

Tommy slowly placed her feet on the floor as Vic turned on the bedside table light.

It cast a glow around the room that was stunning from what she could see. The king-sized bed was decorated with a hand-carved headboard and some intricate Indian type of design. Same for the bedding, that was a combination of burgundy and hunter green.

“This is gorgeous,” she told them as she touched the wood, trailing her hand across the carvings.

“It was made by our great-great-grandfather,” Tommy told her. She turned to look at him and then at Vic. Both men stared at her, but it was Tommy who pulled his shirt up over his head and tossed it to the chair by the wall.

“Come here,” he whispered.

She swallowed hard as she absorbed the sight of his body. Large, wide, muscular shoulders, tan skin, and that Native American choker he always wore around his neck. He was sporting various tattoos along his shoulders and upper arms. One was an intricate tribal design in black with Native American feathers, and the other was a wolf baring his teeth while it wrapped its paw around an American flag and a large knife.

She swallowed hard.

“I didn’t know you had tattoos.”

He smiled at her as he reached his hands out to unbutton her shirt and pulled her closer.

“I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours,” he whispered, and she smiled up at him.

“Really? Let me see, wise guy.” She touched his arm so she could see the design.

“Why a wolf?”

She looked at the tattoo, noticing through her peripheral vision that now Vic removed his shirt.

“In the Comanche culture, wolves are a symbol of loyalty, success, intuition, spirituality, and perseverance. Our family history indicated our tribe as hunters, like the wolf. The wolf is believed to be ferocious, too,” Vic stated as he stood along her right side and moved her hair away from her shoulder.

His tone turned her on, as well as the way he said “ferocious,” laced with male power.

He caressed her cheek as Tommy pushed her blouse off her shoulders.

Once the garment fell to the floor, she reached toward Vic to turn his arm so she could see his tattoo. On one side, it appeared to be the same tribal design as Tommy’s, but on the other side Vic had a tattoo of an eagle whose claw wrapped around an American flag, holding it, and the other claw was grasping a long, sharp hunting knife. She looked up into his eyes, and he held her gaze, making her shiver.

“The eagle is a sign of intelligence, connection to the creator, freedom, sacrifice, and one who takes risks,” Tommy stated while he unclipped her bra.

She took a deep breath as he removed the bra completely then held her arms and stared.

“You are so lovely, Elise. Let us make love to you, together.”

She looked at Vic and she couldn’t move an inch. She was fascinated by their beauty, their culture, and their bodies, and then Vic reached his hand under her hair and lowered his mouth to hers. Before she could turn toward him, Tommy grasped her hips, lowered to his knees so that his mouth was level with her breasts, and began to feast. She felt his tongue twirl and suck against her nipple as Vic’s tongue moved and explored her mouth.

She reached out to both of them until Vic released her lips and began to undo his pants.

Tommy moved to her other breast and then pressed his fingers into the waist of her skirt and pushed it down to the rug.

“Son of a bitch, baby, you’ve got some body on you,” Vic said as he moved around her toward the bedside table. He opened the drawer, and then Tommy licked across her belly. She saw Vic toss something onto the bed. Then she felt his hands on her waist, pushing her panties from her body.

“This is a really pretty tattoo you have, honey. The detail of the iris is gorgeous, just like you.” He kissed her neck and cupped a breast with his big hand.

Tommy moved his mouth along her hips to the tattoo and kissed it.

“Very nice.”

He lifted her up by her hips and laid her on the bed as Tommy took one boot and Vic took the other boot off of her.

They both caressed her thighs, but she was in a dead stare at Vic’s naked body and the long, thick cock he was going to put inside of her.

“Don’t look so scared, baby. I’ll go nice and easy. Don’t you worry.” Vic moved between her legs as Tommy moved and began to undress.

Vic shocked her by pulling her by her hips to the edge of the bed before he licked her pussy lips and began to feast on her.

“Oh, Vic.”

Tommy moved to her side and kissed her shoulder.

“Touch me, baby, please,” he begged as he moved her hand down over his shaft.

He was really big, too, and hard as she began to smooth her hand up and down his shaft.

“That feels so good, darling.” He leaned forward and kissed her deeply. Tommy trailed his mouth and tongue across her lips then delved back inside, making love to her mouth while Vic explored her pussy with his tongue.

She stared at Tommy’s body, the ridges of muscle, the tan skin and how smooth it looked. She felt him watching her as she locked gazes with him and smiled. “You’re beautiful,” she told him.

Tommy shook his head, denying her compliment. “It’s you who are beautiful, Elise.” Tommy leaned forward and kissed her lips softly.

She was lost in the emotions and connection she felt for them. They were so passionate and caring. It awed her, and Tagart’s savage comment tore at her heart. How dare he say such an asinine thing? What the hell century did he live in anyway? She pushed the thoughts from her head as she focused on the feel of her men loving her.

She heard the foil wrap rip open a moment after Vic’s tongue moved from her pussy.

“Can’t hold back no more, baby. You got me so hard and ready.”

Tommy released her lips and shifted his body up the bed. She released his cock slowly from her hand, disappointed to not keep feeling him and connecting with him while Vic made love to her first.

Vic smoothed along her inner thighs as Tommy sat above her head and caressed her arms until he pulled them above her head, placing her hands back onto his shaft. She moaned as her breasts pushed forward, her hips lifted, and Vic pressed his cock into her.

She held his gaze and saw the tormented expression as he slowly pushed through her tight vaginal muscles. She felt so feminine and sexy, stretched out like this and holding Tommy’s cock while Vic pressed his cock into her.

“So fucking tight, baby. You feel so hot and tight.”

He strained to hold back. She could tell.

“Please, Vic, don’t hold back. It’s been so long since I let a man make love to me. I want you and Tommy. I want you both with all my heart.”

He leaned down and kissed her on the mouth fast before he grabbed her hips and plunged in deep.

“Oh!”

He held his breath and remained still.

“Sweet mother of God, you feel so good, Elise. So good.”