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My brother feels the same way and a low growl rises from his throat.
“How would you feel about a child, sweetheart?” he asks gently. “One with us?”
Annabel’s cheeks flare and her mouth literally opens and closes a few times without words.
“A child?” she stammers. “With you?”
I throw her an amused grin.
“Well, I don’t see anyone else in the room,” is my low growl. “Unless you’ve been seeing another set of criminals as well.”
She grows hot and shakes her head immediately.
“No of course not. There’s only you, but I just never thought … a baby?” she asks again.
My brother intervenes then. Bringing up a child is too much for the sweet girl so soon into our relationship, and we’re pushing her too far, too fast.
“Listen, sweetheart,” he rasps. “Burke and I don’t use condoms. Ever. The latex smells bad, and all that rubber diminishes the feel. But there are other ways of contraception if you’re concerned.”
Annabel nods, a flush blooming on her cheeks to spread down her chest. I stare as even her rosy nipples redden, dying to have them in my mouth once more.
“What were you thinking?” she asks quietly.
I make myself get it together.
“How about pulling out?” comes my low voice. “We have to be careful, of course, because a girl as fertile as you can get pregnant from even a drop of semen. But Bruce and I are pros,” I say, sharing a glance with my brother. “We can control ourselves, even at the peak of ecstasy.”
Annabel thinks for a moment, biting her rosy pout. But then she nods.
“Okay, I trust you,” she breathes. “Both of you. You’ll pull out when the times comes. Do you promise?”
I nod.
“It’s a deal,” I rasp.
“Scout’s Honor,” adds Bruce. Annabel softens a bit, seeing my brother’s hand held up with three fingers up in the Boy Scout oath.
“Oh you,” she giggles a bit. “Were you ever a Boy Scout? Really?”
“Yep,” nods Bruce. “We even got to Eagle status, if you can believe it,” he jokes before sitting back down on the bed next to her. A peal of giggles rings through the air, and my heart lightens. Something about this woman has penetrated my soul, and I want her to be happy. Yes, the talk of a baby was premature, but it’s stirred something inside. A sense of responsibility floods my frame because this beautiful, curvy goddess has somehow managed to claw her way into my heart. What the hell? How did this happen?
But then Annabel goes serious.
“Bruce, Burke, there’s something I don’t understand,” she whispers hesitantly. My brother and I exchange glances, our jaws clenching. An understanding flows effortlessly between us: we need to get out of here because it isn’t safe anymore. She’s asking too many questions about too many sensitive subjects. But Annabel is clueless.
“If you came here to steal the paintings, then why haven’t you taken them yet?” she asks. I hear a dangerous growl from deep inside Bruce’s chest, echoing my own displeasure.
“We don’t talk about that,” I growl, my eyes pinning her in place in warning. Annabel recoils slightly, feeling the change of chemistry in the room.
“But—” she tries again.
“There’s something more precious beneath the roof of this house,” rumbles Bruce, so quietly and dangerously that I’m sure she’ll stop asking questions now. “Something worth a thousand times more than any artwork you can put on the walls.”
At that, Annabel goes silent. I feel her glow hot under our touch, and to reward her for her compliance, I slide my hand across her soft skin and place the tips of my fingers on her clit. She gasps in lust as I start rubbing the hard bud gently.
“There. Isn’t that more fun than asking questions?” I rumble in my baritone. And before she can answer, Bruce kisses her deeply as one of his hands goes to her huge tits. I watch him caress and knead the soft cushions and am suddenly inspired to lick the nipple in his hand. Reading my mind, my brother squeezes her tit, and then brings one up to offer the hard nip to me. I seize the opportunity. Bending my head, I suck and lick her nipple while rubbing her clit and dipping down into her drenched cunt.
“Oh!” Annabel squeals. She moans into Bruce’s mouth as her body bucks in lust under our hands. One hand goes to Bruce’s pulsing cock on her left, and the other to my eager, throbbing cock on her right. I bring my head up from her nipple to see her enclose her plump little fists around our thick, throbbing rods as she starts jerking us. The action makes her huge tits sway, and both of us lean forward to place a nipple in our mouths.
“Holy shit,” she moans in a whisper, her head leaning back as she gives into the ecstasy. I can see why. The picture we make is absolute filth: we’re two men sucking at her nipples as she jerks us off, with my fingers fucking her pussy, and Bruce’s hand creeping towards her asshole.
