“Getting started without me?” Angus asked, stepping into the shower.
“Just getting started.” Brodie answered, gripping her nape to pull her back into him.
Brodie stole her breath with his kiss. Deep, passionate, hungry.
She felt Angus grip her hair in his fist several minutes later as he pulled her lips away from Brodie. Angus attacked her mouth like a man starved and she was his meal.
“She’s already dripping wet.” Brodie groaned as he stood up after taking a few licks of her pussy.
Brodie was a pussy man while Angus was the ass man. Jack was the tits man and Callum loved to kiss.
“I want this sweet ass.” Angus’s finger teased her ass as he licked her neck before biting down on the spot they knew drove her wild.
“Good. I want that tight pussy milking my cock dry.” Brodie grinned as he lifted her up off her feet.
When he lifted her up, he impaled her on his cock making them both moan at the sensation. Him fucking into her hard and feeling her walls strangling his cock and her from feeling her cock filling her full.
She was pulled on and off Brodie’s cock a few times before he stopped, holding her still. She growled in complaint until she felt the head of Angus’s cock entering her back entrance, causing her growl to turn into a moan of pleasure.
She was stuffed like an unbaked turkey with both of their cocks in her now. She couldn’t help but wiggle a little, trying to relieve some of the pressure she felt building in her.
Angus pulled her back towards him to recapture her lips as he pinched and pulled on her nipples. Brodie gripped her hips and started pounding into her pussy hard and fast, making her and Angus groan.
“Fuck. I’m not going to last. Her pussy is so fucking hot and tight. She’s going to milk my cock good and dry.” Brodie gritted out between clenched teeth.
“Her ass has my cock on lockdown already. Fuck!” Angus groaned against her lips.
Both men held onto her as they thrust in and out of her, hard and fast. Nothing was ever slow and gentle with them.
She needed hard and rough right now. She needed it to force the sadness out of her mind right now.
She felt her orgasm crash into her without warning. She screamed out at the same time as Brodie and Angus yelled their releases.
She held onto Brodie with one arm and had her other reaching behind her, gripping Angus’s waist. She held on as tight as she could, afraid of letting go.
Brodie had his arms gripped around her waist by her hips while Angus had his just under her breasts. Neither wanting to let her go.
“Angus, Commander Stolens is on the phone. He needs to speak with you now.” Jack announced from the doorway.
“Looks like vacation is over.” Angus growled as he withdrew from Beth.
CHAPTER 18
Beth had been back in the States for the last four and a half months, running the bar, waiting for word on what she was supposed to do with it. She worked from sun-up, cleaning and doing the books, taking care of the orders, and tended bar until midnight when she closed the bar.
She did this six days a week, keeping one day a week to herself. She only closed the bar on Mondays so that she had time for any appointments in town and for doing inventory.
She threw herself into the bar and keeping busy after her last day in Scotland with the four Scottish hotties. They had forever changed her life.
After they had gotten dressed, the men drove her back into Inverness where they got her a hotel room, and all kissed her goodbye one last time. No promises were made.
The rental car had been dealt with without her knowledge. When she went into to talk to the rental car place the next day, they had told her everything had already been taken care of by the men.
She caught her flight into London two days later and found the attorney that Mac dealt with for everything. He had told her that he would find out the information on the will and get backto her on what was in there and what the family wanted to do with his things and the bar.
For the last four and a half months, she’d been waiting for a phone call or a letter telling her she needed to transfer everything over to them and move out of the bar. Her nerves were shot with everything that had been going on since she got back.
“Hey, Beth. How’s it going tonight?”