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“Now, she’s getting it.” Brendan lifts my chin up until our eyes meet. “We’ll take it slow, Little Girl, but one day you will be ours.”
Ours.
Theirs.
Together.
Both of them.
They both want me. My mind whirls, wondering how that would even happen. How can I be both of theirs? How can I already want both of them? They’re so different, surely I can’t be falling for them both. My body is just confused. Turned on because of my two year drought. I’m acting irrationally. This can’t be what I think it is.
I swallow again as Breckin kisses the top of my head. “Stop overthinking.” He grabs the salt, then heads back outside, leaving me alone in his brother’s arms.
Calm, confident. He witnessed me kissing someone else and he’s not upset. He seemed happy, like it was normal. But nothing about this is normal. This is madness. Crazy. Wrong.
“You’re still thinking.” Brendan smirks down at me.
“How can you be fine with this?”
“You’re gonna need to be more specific than that. Fine with what? Taking things slow?”
“This.” I wave between us, then gesture toward the door leading to the porch.
“And how does this feel to you?”
“Wrong.”
He blinks, his eyes closing as he nods before meeting my questioning face. Leaning against me, his hard erection presses between my thighs. “Does this feel wrong to you?” I moan instead of a response. “What about this?” Leaning down, he kisses me, his chapped lips barely touching mine in the light embrace. “And this?” I whimper as he places another barely there kiss on my swollen lips. “How can you say this feels wrong? Tell me you feel the same connection as me.”
“But your brother?”
Clasping my chin, he leans his forehead against mine. “He wants this, too.”
“But how?”
“Little Girl, we share everything. You’ll see.” Without waiting for an answer, he kisses me again. Only this time, it’s possessive, demanding. He takes what he wants and I willingly give it to him. His hands snake down my neck, cupping my breasts before grabbing my ass. He’s not tentative; he doesn’t wait like his brother. No, he takes.
Wrapping his hands around my thighs, he hoists me up on the counter like I weigh nothing. I lose myself in him, clutching on like I’ll shatter if he lets go. As his hips rotate between my thighs, I can’t control the whimpers bubbling out of my throat. He swallows them all, his movements fueled by my own. I run my fingers through his hair, he grips my messy bun, pulling it out and yanking my hair to expose my neck to him before delivering his punishing kisses there. I wrap my legs around his waist. He grips my hips and pounds into me. Even through our clothes, I can feel his erection rubbing in all the right places. Raw and powerful, he demands all that I have to offer.
As he sucks on my neck, another pair of lips come down on mine. A tender kiss, easing the bruises. Gentle hands replace the pull on my hair. Four hands trail along my body, igniting it on fire. Desire like nothing I’ve ever known pours off of them, soaking into me. I’m putty, theirs.
The realization should have me reeling. Instead, I give in to it. Meeting Brendan’s thrusts, I grind against his denim-clad bulge.
“Fuck, Asra, that’s it.” I detonate at my name on his lips. “Condoms. We need condoms.” He stalls and glances at Breckin.
His face falls as he shakes his head.
“Fuck.”
Panting, we all freeze, a tangled mess of beating hearts.
“Um, dinner’s ready. We can –”
“Yeah.” Untangling my legs from around his waist, Brendan pats his brother on the shoulder, then runs his hands through his hair. When he glances back at me, amusement and wonder fill his eyes. “We’re not done here.” He places one more kiss on my lips before helping me off of the counter. “Fuck, if you’re this hot now, I can’t wait to see your face when we both fill you.”
My knees buckle, all the air in my lungs rushing out like a punch.Both fill me.I’m not a prude, like his nickname for me. Far from it, honestly. Ever since that graduation vacation, all I’ve had are casual hookups. One night to feed the desire. But two men, at once?
“Don’t scare her, already.” Breckin laughs. He cups my chin and places one of his light kisses on the tip of my nose. “We’re not going to rush you. We’ll wait until you’re ready.” Sincerity fills his green eyes, a promise I know he’ll keep. “Now, what can I get you to drink?”
