Yes to Everything (47 page)

His hand smoothed into her hair, stroking over her shoulder and lower to cup her breast. “Decklan is giving us time alone, as I’ll do for him later. He’s going to sit with the girls for a little.” She tensed and he hugged her. “No worries, he told everyone we’re laying down tracks in your studio.”

“Time alone?” She quirked her brow in confusion.

“Oh yes, Brooke. Each of us wants you separately as much as we want you together. And we would never take you together over and over. It isn’t good for your body to be used so hard.” He leaned in to kiss her deeply. “Are you sore, Brooke?” She shook her head.

He reached behind him and grabbed a condom, rolling it on as he rolled her to her back and settled between her legs. “I love you, Brooke. I love you with my brother, but I also love you as a man. As myself, I love you so much.” He kissed her possessively as he thrust into her pussy, his heart speeding up as her legs wrapped around him, her hands on his back and in his hair.

His cock was cradled against her womb, throbbing as her pussy pulsed in response. “I will never hurt you again. I will only love you and prove I’m worthy of your love if and when you feel ready to give that to me. I’m so sorry for everything I did to you, for everything you’ve been through. I’ll do everything, anything in my power to help you heal, to take away your pain.”

He began slow deep thrusts into her and she held him to her, kissing him hard as tears slipped into her hair. He kept one hand moving on her side as the other fisted in her hair, alternately smoothing and tugging. His entire body was focused on her, his hips rocking steadily into the core of who she was as a woman. Firm, masculine lips with a surprisingly sensual curve made love to her mouth as he claimed her body.

“How beautiful you are, Brooke. That photo of you in the fitness magazine on your stomach by the pool, bikini top missing and little boy short bottoms cupping your ass in your bare feet and sunglasses. Damn. I keep that one by my bed.” Brooke’s eyes widened and her lips parted in surprise. “Oh yeah, baby, for years you’ve been the image in my mind when I stroke off. I think Decklan was partial to the Maxim shoot. He’s more city like that.”

Brooke’s body tightened beneath him and she arched, pressing their torsos together. He kept moving, tried not to slow even though she clamped hard around him while her climax raged like a wildfire through her. She tugged her lower lip between her teeth and rode it out.

When she released the breath she’d been holding he smiled and she stroked his face, asking, “Do you want to know which photo of all the ones we’ve taken is my favorite?” He nodded with a smile. “It’s the one Vaughn photo-shopped. He took a horrible picture wrapped up in horrible memories and made it so spectacular. Sometimes I’d look at that photo and pretend that was how it really was. Silly, huh?”

“That is so…oh my god, baby.” He took her hand and placed it over his heart so she could feel it pounding in his chest. “I still have that picture on my phone. I look at it all the time because that one isn’t posed, it isn’t specially lit, there’s no makeup or wardrobe people off-frame. It’s just you, real. Stunning.”

Logan kissed her for a long time, moving down to her neck and shoulders and up again. Holding her knee away from her body, he tightened her mound and went a little harder. Her fingers dug into him.

“Yes, Logan…” she said softly and stared into his green eyes. “Harder.” Going up on his hands, he pulled almost all the way out and rocked hard into her pussy. Slamming into her again and again and watching her climax build fast and hot. When she exploded with a scream, her body followed him off the bed as he pulled back, moaning his name and digging her nails into his ass.

Her eyes were hungry and he should have expected it when she flipped him to his back and began to ride him while her orgasm still rippled through her. She lifted, sliding her palms down his chest, and used just her powerful legs to propel her from his body before dropping hard.

After a smooth ride of very little effort, she reached down and placed her fingers over her clit, circling gently. “Logan…?”

“Yes, baby?” he managed to murmur as he watched her touch herself.

“I’d really like to feel you come because I’m almost there. I want to watch you.” Then she dropped forward and her hair fell around her face like a curtain. She dug in and rode him harder than any woman had ever done before. “I see you trying to hold back, honey. I. Want. Your. Come. Logan. Give me what I want.” Impossibly, she increased her strength and speed, his hands digging so hard into her hips he knew he’d leave bruises there.

She lowered her head and sucked his nipple, tugging it with her teeth, he met her thrusts from below, slamming into her repeatedly and coming with her name growling from his lips and watching her rise over him, her hands over her breasts as her own climax fired through her body. She never slowed, riding them both through it until she was coming down, knowing she took everything he had. Her head dropped back on her shoulders and she squeezed her breasts once more before staring down at him.

“Jesus Christ, Brooke. Are you fucking kidding me? If I wasn’t completely tapped out, I’d seriously return the favor. You’re so…so good, baby.” His hands were moving over her in shocked surprise. “I love you, that makes it so much better for me than with anyone ever. The way you…participated earlier, well, we’ve never seen that before. Amazing, but you’re so unique anyway. I…I didn’t expect one-on-one to be so excellent.”

She heard her bedroom door open quietly and ignored it, raking her nail down Logan’s chest to his abs, outlining each nipple, his defined abs, his belly button. Watching him gasp made her smile, “Logan, baby, I only know one-on-one, remember? You’re an excellent lover, as is Decklan, because you’ve practiced a lot.” She leaned forward and tugged his nipple with her teeth, his hands tightening on her hips in reflex. “You like a little kink which is good because I love kink.”

Sitting back, raking her hair away from her face and letting it drop down her back, she said quietly, “This is the first and last time I’ll ever bring this up, I promise. Rex was a Marine. When deployed, no sex. When on leave, he crammed as much as possible into a short time and he made sure it left an impression. He adored women, the way they felt, moved, smelled, and sounded. You and Decklan handicapped yourselves because I’m really the first woman you’ve looked at as a person. He was twice my age, twelve years older than you and Deck. Lots more time to practice.” She grinned down at him and he returned it.

“What I’m saying is, I’m open to anything, any position and any combination. If there’s something you’ve always wanted to try, please let me know because I love to play. Something you’ve been too embarrassed to ever ask a woman to do? I’m your girl. I’m just sorry you can’t thank him for gifting you with my skill set. Because Logan? You’re going to both want to thank him, baby.”

Brooke turned and smiled at Decklan. He moved closer to the bed and stroked her hair back from her face. “You’re looking especially hot, Brooke.” He kissed her hard. “Sounds like you have a very naughty streak we never would have suspected, baby.” She gave him a cocky grin. “Logan likes to tie women up but we rarely ever got an opportunity to do it together.” He reached out and took her breast in his hand, tweaking the nipple firmly. “Do you think you’d like to be tied up, Brooke?” Decklan’s eyes never left hers.

She reached out and stroked his cock. “Only if you promise to spank me,” her voice was sultry, sensual. Both their cocks jumped. Decklan in her hand and Logan in her body. “Anything else?”

“I’m harder than Logan in my…tastes.”

“Then I should probably ask permission before I simply take your cock in my hand. My apologies sir. Please give me the opportunity to make it up to you sir.” She bowed her head but not before Decklan saw her lick her lips.

He lifted her chin, “Brooke, I’m going to love learning this side of you. What’s your favorite thing to do?”

“I’m partial to mirrors. I also used to really like the use of a toy during,” she winked and Decklan grinned, “I don’t need that now. Very convenient.” Squeezing firmly, she said, “Talking dirty is good, I like to know how you feel.”

Decklan’s hands stroked down her body and cupped her breasts. She leaned into him heavily and he moved one hand down to stroke her clit. “Right now, we’re going to enjoy just you. Pure, nothing added Brooke. And let me explain why, baby. We enjoy games but mostly what we’ve dreamed about is being able to hold your naked body against ours. To love you hard and often, separately and together, kissing you, licking you, sucking you, and fucking you until you can’t think straight. I will say this, Rex was right. It will take both of us to replace him. Absolutely. But I’m okay with that.”

He rolled on a condom and lifted Brooke gently from Logan’s body. Her arms and legs wrapped around him and he growled. Several steps and he slammed her against the wall, his hands going over her roughly, his mouth sucking and biting at her. “Yes, oh yes, Decklan. Please.”

Surging to his balls in her pussy with one stroke, he held her ass and a fistful of her hair at the back of her head. She gripped him by a fistful of his hair and pulled him back. Staring into his eyes, she said through her teeth, “Hard, Decklan, I mean it.” He released his inner beast, the one she knew he probably never let out. Lowering her slightly, he changed the angle and pulled back until she thought she’d lose him completely. Tightening his hand on her ass, he rocked forward and their pelvises cracked together. “Oh god, yes please.”

Seeming surprised, he pulled back and delivered another brutal stroke, then another. By the time he’d slammed into her a dozen times she was screaming his name and clawing his shoulder, pulling his hair hard as she went tight as a vice on his cock and slammed her upper body into his.

“Sweet lord, Brooke.”

He carried her to the bed and laid her on the edge, standing on the floor and taking in the vision of her spread on the bed. Wrapping his forearms around her thighs, he hammered into her body with full strength. Sweat broke out over both their bodies and he distantly worried about hurting her but couldn’t stop when she was urging him on.

“Yes, Decklan, you feel so good, please don’t stop. I’m coming, god yes, oh fuck yes.” When the climax soared over her body, her nipples tight as pebbles, she ground out between her teeth, “Decklan, you will come with me next time. I need to feel it.” She reached up and pinched his nipples before raking her nails over his tight abs.

He pulled out and flipped her to her stomach, watching her victorious smile over her shoulder. Pressing her chest flat to the bed with her feet on the floor, he entered her again and leaned over her body, stroking his hands over her back and ass before slapping one cheek sharply. Looking back at him, she smiled, and felt his cock jump inside her. Gathering a fistful of her hair, he slid the other hand up her back and anchored her shoulder.

Pulling back, he began to hammer into her body without mercy, amazed when she braced her feet and used her knees against the side of the bed to push back against him. “Yes, oh yes, Decklan. I’m coming so hard. Please, I can’t bear it…” Then she screamed his name and threw her head back, her long blond hair cascading over her back.

“Brooke, oh fuck, baby, you feel so fucking good.” He felt her body spasming around him and he rode her through it until she made it to the other side. “I’m coming, baby, oh my God, so hard. Brooke, oh fuck!” He surged to the hilt and went still. She pulled off him and turned, dropping to her knees fluidly and stripping away the condom.

She took him to the back of her throat and felt the first jet of his come as he roared her name. His hand moved to the back of her head. She swallowed him, letting him fuck her mouth as he gave her everything, absolutely everything inside himself. Laying her head on his thigh, she sighed.

Kneeling, Decklan gathered her in his arms and picked her up. Laying her on the bed, he crawled in beside her and held her tight, his face in her neck. “Brooke, please. Please forgive me. Forgive me for hurting you. Me, just me as myself, the man I am.” She was holding him and nodding.

“I love you so much. I’ve thought about you every day for four years. Even when you belonged to someone else and I had no right. I’m sorry. He was the better man and treated you the way you deserved to be treated. I’m ashamed for wanting you anyway. I tried not to, I swear to you I tried. I’m so sorry for everything I did to make you cry. I have to love you, Brooke. It’s the only thing that makes me the man I was meant to be. I am begging you…begging you, baby. Please, let me be near you, let me love you. I’ll get you through the hurt with everything I have inside me. I’ll earn your love and your trust. I will never hurt you again, I give you my word.”

She was clutching him and crying on his chest. “Thank you for understanding I’m struggling. I hurt when I’m alone, Decklan. I hurt so badly. I want to hand you both my heart but it is still so broken. I wish it wasn’t. But I…I dream about that last ninety seconds when I sleep. It was so brutal, so violent and I can’t stop thinking about the sound of his last breath. I’m sorry. You’ve both loved me so well and I’ve ruined it.”

Logan lay down behind her and they pressed her between them, whispering to her until they blended in her mind, “You didn’t ruin anything, Brooke. No, baby, you’ve given us so much more than we could have hoped. Part of loving you, is understanding the sharp edges of your pain. If Rex had been less of a man, less of a Marine, less of a friend, less in general than he was…maybe it wouldn’t be so hard. But he was so good and so good to you. You lost him violently, held him in your arms, and I cannot imagine, never want to know, what that’s like.”

Their bodies tightened, holding her harder as one of them pulled the blankets up to cocoon them in the bed. “We’re going to love you through this, Brooke. As long as it takes, you can lean on us in any way you need to and we’ll be strong for you. If you need to cry, if you want to laugh, if you want us to make love to you…hard or soft or not at all, if you need to play music or ride horses or work out until you can’t walk…whatever you need, we’re going to be here for you, Brooke. You’re our forever if you’ll have us. There will be bad times but we’ll face them together. Yes, baby, yes, go to sleep and let us hold you. Thank you for letting us hold you, for letting us love you. There, baby, close your eyes and we’ll keep you safe.”