Page 22 of Broken Love

He smirks. “And? Do you have a preference between us?” I shake my head no; I like them both very much. “Then what?”

Licking my lips, I’m so close to Tanner that my tongue brushes along the bulge I can’t stop thinking about. “You’re long and thick and curved. But Tanner is thick, slightly less in length, but he has this bulge right here.” I circle my fingers around it to show Tucker; he nods as he notices. “I was thinking he could knot me like a wolf does his mate.” I sound ridiculous.

“You thinking of those shifter romances you read?” I knew someone had been on my Kindle! “So, what I’m hearing is, if we want to knock you up, Tan goes second so he can keep our seed nice and tight inside your body.” My body lights up at his suggestion, and I can’t hide how I react to it. “Yeah, you like that idea, don’t you?” I whimper as I nod. “Well, go on then, give him the same worshipping you gave me.”

And I do. Taking Tanner into my mouth, I treat him to the same pleasure I did Tucker—squeezing his dick as I twist my hand up and down the length that doesn’t fit into my mouth. He doesn’t wake up until I bite the tip of his dick at Tucker’s urging.

Startled, his eyes flare down at me, and he restrains himself from grabbing onto me until Tucker whispers to him about my thoughts over the bulge in his dick. I whimper when Tanner’s eyes darken, and he surges up into my mouth, grabbing my head and holding me there as he fucks me greedily, taking everything he wants until he throws his head back, neck straining, and unloads his release with a mighty shout.

I bring him back to earth with light kisses along his shaft and wait until his eyes clear before giving him a final kiss on the tip and crawling up the bed to settle between them.

“Very tired now,” I mutter as my eyes grow heavy and my body starts to cool down. Giving them pleasure was headier than receiving my own. It’s going to become addicting.

Tanner

Windsor has a confidence in her that I don’t think she recognizes. I’m not sure if it comes from the attention we show her or from deep inside her soul, but she has it in spades.

Strolling out the back of the hotel, intent on enjoying the beautiful day near the lake, Windsor is wearing a two-piece thong bikini we brought for her. The triangles hugging her ample tits barely cover her areolas. The thong is more of a string we pulled tight to her ass, and if anyone were to look close enough, they’d see the outline of her pussy lips in the front.

She’d been reticent to wear it at first, until we held her in front of the mirror to show her how stunning she looked. After explaining this was an adults-only hotel, she was a little less reluctant. Now that we’re out here, mid-morning heat blazing down, I find myself wanting to shroud her from prying eyes.

Picking a cabana, Tuck and I don’t hesitate to close the curtains on either side so you can only see in through the front from the lakeside. I don’t miss Windsor’s sly smile or the way she tries to hide it from us.

“I won’t get any sun if you close me off.” Draping a towel over one of the lounge chairs before lowering the top half to spread out flat, Winds kicks off her sandals.

“It’ll save us from committing murder, though.” Tucker’s droll voice is laced with jealousy.

“You guys picked it,” she points out oh so fucking helpfully.

Swatting her bare ass cheek, I bend down to her ear. “Careful, babe, or I’ll turn that ass red.” She sucks in a sharp breath and bites her lip.

“Promise?” Fuck. Groaning, I nip her earlobe before helping her lie down on her stomach.

“Be good, Windsor.” She’s going to make me insane today, and she’s right, it’s all our fault. I wouldn’t change it for anything.

Tucker uses the guide pole for the roof of the cabana to allow in some sunlight Windsor wants to get a tan, and it shines down right on her. Her sigh of pleasure makes my dick twitch in my shorts, remembering how she woke me up this morning—eating my dick like it was her favorite treat, then swallowing me like she does it every damn day.

It’s an image I’ll never erase from my head.

Ruffling through the bag we brought with us, I pull out the sunscreen and kneel over her thighs. “You want sun, you get this put on.” Undoing the strap of her top, I let the material fall to the side before squirting the lotion into my palm and rubbing my hands together to warm it up.

With my hands on her back, Tucker sweeps the ends of her ponytail out of my way as I begin massaging it in, starting at her shoulders and neck. The little moaning sounds she makes as I work my fingers into her muscles are nearly enough to make me come.

“You’re killing me here, baby.” She doesn’t give a shit. The woman is lost in her own little world of sun and massage. Cupping her ass cheeks in both hands, I squeeze until she yelps before pulling the globes apart.

Tucker doesn’t waste any time reaching down to move the fabric out of the way so we can see her little pucker. She tenses, but I ignore it as I bend down and blow a cool breath across the clenching flesh before dropping a light kiss on it.

“Tanner,” she whines, and I notice she’s watching me. Baring my teeth, I take a bite of her fleshy ass cheek and don’t stop until she tries to pull away. Looking down, I delight at my angry teeth marks in her skin.

“That’s fucking beautiful.” Kissing all around the bruising flesh, I wait for Tucker to do the same to the other side. He doesn’t disappoint, biting until she cries out and pushes up into his mouth to try to gain relief.

“Stunning like the rest of her,” he groans.

“That hurt.” She pouts, with a rush of color in her cheeks.

“Oh yeah?” Tuck moves up her body, kissing along her spine before capturing her lips in a sweet and slow kiss, supplying her with the gentleness she needs after marking her. “I bet you’d like it a lot more with two cocks deep dicking you at the same time.”

With my hands on her still, I register a shudder working through her body as the smell of her arousal increases. “She definitely likes that idea.” I grin at my twin.

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