“I think so. I know I am.”
The corners of his lips turned up, not in a full-out smile. There was an ease to his words that brought a lightness to her heart. But it was the promised activities for the night that had her heart crashing against her ribs, her breath quick and silted. Her entire body became one torch of need, every breath, every touch, pushing her closer to climax.
She turned back to see Grant squirt some lube into his palm. He smoothed it over his cock with such long, determined strokes that her whole body shook. Her nipples beaded, painfully tight. She considered looking away, to save herself some of the agony of anticipation, but the sight was too erotic to deny herself.
Grant placed a hand on the small of her back, pushing her slightly forward, presenting her ass to him. With his other hand, he reached between his legs and grabbed his hard, ruddy cock. She licked her lips at the sight, her internal temperature rising a few degrees.
In a different time, she would have begged to get on her knees and suck him dry. She loved to go down on him when he was like this. Needy. Edgy. Just a little scary. But tonight they had a much better plan for her.
Grant pressed his cock to her anus. The rounded head slipped inside her, stretching her. Her eyes slid shut. The small bite of pain, the deep fullness, the naughty sensuality of his cock penetrating her ass, sent her spinning. But he stilled, holding steady just inside her.
Kate bit back a frustrated moan. She should enjoy the lack, the pain of abstaining, but she’d never been a good sub in that way. She was always greedy and needy and desperate. This was no different. She wanted more, now.
Why was he holding out on her? She was already on the verge of exploding with all the preparing they’d done. He didn’t need to go slow. Not for her at least. She pushed back—as far as she could in bonds—trying to tempt him, but he only tightened his hands on her waist. Holding her still, captive, unfulfilled.
“Are you joining us, brother?”
She opened her eyes, blinking up at Daniel. A large, wicked grin covered his face. He was lucky she didn’t have a free hand. She would have been tempted to slap that damn look off his face. He was enjoying this. Maybe not as much as Grant, but still, way too much.
“I was waiting for you to be ready.” He teasingly ran his finger around her breasts, tracing small circles up to her nipples. “I don’t get off on making her wait like you do.”
Grant chuckled. “You’re right about that.”
Daniel stepped closer, pressing his body up against hers from shoulders to thighs. Her nipples rubbed against the blond fur across his chest, sending zaps of pleasure across her nerves. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take care of you.”
He tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling her close. He kissed her, a long, drugging exploration of lips, tongues and teeth. Grant’s breath swept across her shoulder blades, hot and sensual. Their combined touch shattered what remained of her composure. She screamed out, craving the feel of both her men fucking her, overwhelming her, owning her. The two of them surrounding her, in every sense.
“We’re yours, baby,” Daniel whispered against her lips after he pulled back. “Forever and ever.” He slid into her, along with his brother, and her entire body erupted in flames.
With a groan, they slowly plunged into her together, all the way inside. God, it felt good. Especially after all the anticipation. Her brain muddled, like warm, sticky soup, impossible to form a thought. She quivered, spikes of pleasure rushing through her body. But she wasn’t about to complain. There was nowhere else she’d rather be.
They moved her between them, thrusting in and out of her together. Kate released control, slipping deeper into the happy sensation of being fucked by both of them.
“She has a fantastic ass.” The enjoyment rumbling through Grant’s words almost sent her to another plane.
“Her cunt’s pretty good too.” Daniel slammed into her a little harder as he nipped her shoulder. “All wet and tight around my cock.”
She moaned at their words. Her pussy and ass both convulsed, tightening around the hard cocks inside her, and they both groaned.
“Damn, pet, if you keep doing that, I’m going to come,” Grant growled in her ear. He thrust into her again and again. “Is that what you want?”
Kate almost laughed out loud. He’d have to be crazy to believe that could ever be the case. “Why would I want that?”
Daniel chuckled, “She’s got a point there, brother.”
He wrapped a hand around her chest, twisting her nipple between his fingers and sending another jolt of need racing through her blood. If they wanted this to last longer, Grant wasn’t helping the cause.
It was all too much. Too much stimuli. Too much pleasure. Her muscles tightened over and over, each little shutter throbbing through her body. Amazing and agony at the same time. Both her men groaned, picking up pace with each flutter.
“You’re playing with fire, pet.” Grant tightened his grip on her hips, pulling her down a fraction deeper onto his and Daniel’s cocks. She sucked in a breath at the invasion, quivers of pleasure rolled through her. Involuntarily, her body clenched. Her hands fisted above her head. Her toes curled.
She twisted her head to the side, meeting Grant’s gaze. Hunger and need flamed in his stare so intensely it threatened to melt her from the inside out. She turned back to Daniel, finding his eyes just as dark and piercing as his brother’s.
“For the two of you, I’m prepared to burn.” There wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do for them. Without them, she’d be lost and alone, still scared and timid, missing large chunks of her heart. Together they made her whole. With their love, she could do anything.
“You asked for it, sweetheart.” Daniel’s words were gruff. The roughness sent her swimming higher.
Grant and Daniel picked up speed. They fucked her together, pushing deep inside her in tandem. Kate tightened her fingers around the cuffs, needing the support and stability. Their hands roamed over her, touching her everywhere at once. Her breasts, her thighs, her stomach, her clit. Every touch sent her higher, pushing her closer to that enviable climax.
“Come, pet,” Grant whispered in her ear. “We want to feel you come with my dick up your ass and Danny’s in your cunt.” His voice was husky with need. He didn’t just want to see her come. He wanted to come himself. Daniel probably did too. It didn’t matter to her. Either way, she got her reward.
They slammed into her, both Grant and Daniel thrusting as deeply as they could, together. Their rapid, coordinated plunge rubbed against all her sensitive places at once, pushing her the last inch over the cliff. Kate screamed out. Pleasure, sharp and intense, overwhelmed her senses. It raced across her nerves and along every inch of her skin.
Just as she tipped over, Grant reached for the cuffs. With quick, nimble fingers, he unbuckled the leather bands from her wrists. Kate’s hands dropped to her men, limp and almost useless, yet the sensation of her grip on their strong shoulders centered her. How Grant knew she needed this, she’d never know. But that’s exactly what made him an amazing Dom—the concern, the understanding, the interest he took in her every signal and need.
Wave after wave of ecstasy rolled over her, pulling her down. She clawed into their flesh. She had no idea who she clung to, whose cock pounded into her. It didn’t matter. In this moment, they were one. One large being, thrusting and fucking and loving together.
“God, pet,” Grant moaned against her shoulder. His lips brushed against her shoulder, soft and sweet. “You’re clenching on me so hard. It feel so good.” His hands shook on her skin. His fingers dug into her hips as he pulled out and slammed back into her.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to last much longer.” Daniel leaned on her shoulder, groaning against her throat.
He spoke more to Grant than to her, but her heart still sped up at his words. The need in his voice and the pleasure racing through her combined to make her dizzy. It was all so much, too much, and yet she’d find a way to survive it. It was a tough life, but somehow she’d learn to manage.
“Fuck,” Grant groaned, matching Daniel thrust for thrust, “me either.”
Kate focused on breathing deeply as her two men quaked around her, fucking her hard. Her body still trembled from her own delicious orgasm. She wanted desperately for them to join her. And she knew just how to give that to them.
At her very core, Kate was always the good submissive. And any good submissive worth her salt wanted only to please her Masters. Kate had never felt that urge more than she did right now. She clenched her muscles tighter around them, and both men growled against her skin.
“It’s okay,” she snuggled closer into them. “Let go.”
Daniel groaned, clutching her desperately. “Oh, baby, I love you so much.” He drove into her. Each motion sent new shudders of pleasure through her whole system. Not enough to get her off again, but definitely enjoyable. He gripped her hips hard and screamed out. His body shook against hers before going slack. His warm, damp skin stuck to hers, but she didn’t mind. It felt so good to be close to him, to be held by him.
Grant, who wouldn’t be outdone by his brother, continued to thrust into her. Her ass would be sore tomorrow, but it was worth it. Kate reached up, tightening her fingers in his hair. She scored his scalp with the edge of her fingernails, and he groaned against her hair.
He thrust into her one more time before he screamed her name. His cock jerked inside her. Each twitch its own mini orgasm, wringing her body of all her remaining energy. He leaned his head down onto her shoulder, holding her tight. His body trembled against hers. His long hair glided across her skin, sending little shivers of pleasure down her spine.
Then the room was still.
Daniel and Grant wrapped their arms around her, their dicks still inside her. Kate settled into the warmth and love of their embrace. If there was a happiness greater than being with the two of them, she’d never survive it.
A cry of regret ripped from her throat when Daniel pulled out of her, stepping back and heading toward the bathroom. The moment was so perfect, so wonderful, she never wanted it to end, even though she knew it had to. They couldn’t stay that way forever. But she still hated to separate.
Grant followed after him, pulling back and leaving her completely empty. Turning her around, he tightened his arms around her, pulling her into his chest, supporting her without Daniel’s help. “I’ve got you, pet.”
She nodded. She knew he did. In every way that mattered.
He picked her up, carrying her to the bed and depositing her in the center. The mattress dipped as he followed her onto it, spooning her front. Leaving her back cold and empty, but only until Daniel came back.
“I love you, pet,” he whispered against her cheek.
“I love you too, Master.” She smiled over at Grant, tracing her fingers across his lips and the evening stubble along his jaw. He really was gorgeous in a rugged way. Just as Daniel was, in his own sophisticated way. Even their appearance appealed to completely different sides of her.
Her new wedding ring glinted in the light. It would take some getting used to, seeing the metal on her finger. But what she’d committed to required no adaptation. She might be married to only one of these men, but her heart belonged to both of them.
Daniel returned with a damp washcloth. He ran the towel along her ass and across her well-used pussy, removing the traces of lube and arousal from her skin before returning it to the bathroom.
His movements were routine, and the normalcy—especially after the last few days—calmed her. If this was what the rest of her life looked like, she’d be a very happy woman.
It wouldn’t always be easy. They’d have disagreements. They’d fight and argue. But as long as they remembered how much they loved each other, how much they cared, they could find a way to make this work. Kate was sure of it.
They had to. There wasn’t another alternative. She needed them both too much.
“Did you have a good wedding night so far?” Daniel kissed her cheek, stroking his fingers down her side with his own sweet possession as he crawled into bed. Not one of control but devotion.
Kate smiled, not sure whether her words implied the night was over or not. She certainly hoped it wasn’t. She only planned to have one honeymoon, and she wanted to enjoy every minute. “Yes, I’m having a very good honeymoon.”
“Sorry we couldn’t take you on a real vacation.” Grant brushed the hair back from her face, staring deep into her eyes. Fire still burned in his gaze, giving Kate confidence toward the rest of the night. “I just couldn’t leave the ranch right now.”
She leaned down and placed small kisses across his chest. “This is the best honeymoon I could ask for.” She didn’t need anything more.
She glanced up at him, amazed by the concern etched across Grant’s face. After that orgasm, she couldn’t even form a frown, let alone the lines across his forehead. She tangled her fingers in Grant’s long hair, pulling him down to her for a quick kiss. Just a brush of mouths, chaste and sweet, yet it said so much more. I love you. I appreciate you. I couldn’t want any more.
“I don’t need to be on a tropical island to feel special. All I want is to be with the two of you.”
“What did we ever do to deserve you, pet?” Grant smiled down at her before dotting her cheeks and eyes with butterfly kisses.
She was the one who didn’t deserve them. They’d given her a home, a family. Even the wedding had brought her a better relationship with her mother. And they’d both been willing to join into this relationship so she could have everything she needed, regardless of the struggle it was for them.
“We’re in this together. All of us.” She reached for Daniel’s hand, tugging them tighter together. “Forever.”
“Good thing, sweetheart.” Daniel nuzzled into the hollow of her neck. “Because you’re ours now. No escaping.”
She smiled, sinking further into bliss, surrounded by her men. Why would she ever want to escape being loved by them, being owned by them? Nothing in the world could be better.
This is all she’d ever wanted. All she needed. And she had no intention of letting them go.