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Threading my fingers through his long, silky hair, I try to direct his movement, and to increase the pressure, but the awkward son of a bitch moves at his own pace. It’s good enough to have me moaning and begging but not enough to push me over the edge.

I want to kick at him when he lifts his head when I’m only inches away from coming, but I hold myself in check. I know instinctively he will edge me until the sun goes down and comes up again if I defy him like that.

Todd throws his head back and lets out a belly laugh. “That glare! If looks could kill, Brother.”

“Yeah.” Colton grins. His beard is glistering wet with my juices, which makes him even sexier. “She might be close to safewording right now.”

“Here.” Todd tosses him a square packet before ripping another one open himself.

Oh, thank you, dear Lord and Baby Jesus.

After some fumbling around, we’re repositioned. Todd is on his back on the mattress, and I’m on top of him, my back to his chest. Colton helps me lower myself until I’m prone.

“Hold your knees.”

I do as Colton orders, expecting him to clip my cuffs together again, but he doesn’t. Instead, he plays with the plug, pulling it out, pushing it back in, adding a bit of lube each time. Nerve endings flare to life, and when Todd starts to play with my tits I don’t know if I want to cry or curse at them.

I clench my teeth and can’t prevent a moan from escaping.

I’m so lost in the sensations that if not for Todd’s reaction, I almost miss that Colton withdraws the plug and positions his brother’s cock at my puckered hole. Beneath me, Todd’s body has gone rigid.

I place my feet flat on the bed, and help as good as I can, pushing out as he pushes in.

The first sensation is pain, it always is, but I push past the discomfort because I know the reward. Further and further, he sinks inside, until his pelvis is flush against my buttocks, and he’s as deep as this position will allow. I force my upper body forward allowing him to slip in deeper.

“Fuck!” Todd brings his hands around my waist and his grip is like a vice.

“That’s hot. And her pussy is all open, wet and engorged. Begging for my dick.” On his knees, Colton shuffles forward, his hand around the base of his cock. And the girth of that thing. I feel my eyes widen. Holy Mother of God.

Colton fits the head at my entrance. I know a woman’s body is made to stretch, but I worry for a moment. He’s awfully big.

Apparently unaware of my moment of doubt, Colton starts to press forward.

Todd pants beneath me. “Fuck, Brother, I can feel you slide past me, through the membrane. That’s so fucking hot.”

“She’s fucking hot. Her pussy is strangling my cock. Fuck.” With a powerful thrust of his hips, Colton seats himself inside me, and I stiffen.

I’ve done anal before, and I’ve played with two men, but I’ve never been so full and so surrounded by them. It’s like Colton and Todd take up every inch of me—not only my body, but it’s like they’ve captured my mind and invaded my soul.

Before I can wonder—or worry—about that realization, Colton pulls back out and as he pushes forward, Todd lifts me by my waist and slides out. Quickly they find a rhythm that drives every coherent thought out of my mind, and when Colton licks the pad of his thumb and sets the digit on my clit, I go off like a McMurtry Spéirling sports car, blasting from zero to sixty miles per hour. Wave after wave of delicious ecstasy ripples through my body and has me convulsing around the two cocks inside me. For a moment, they hold perfectly still, before they unleash and ride me through my orgasm and chase their own.

Chapter18

Colton

The morning air is crisp, the kind that settles deep in your lungs and reminds you winter isn’t done with Maine quite yet. The sun hangs low over the horizon, burning our eyes with its brightness as Todd and I unload the last crates fromSeaSpiritinto the truck.

The routine is normal, the motions the same we’ve gone through a thousand times, but it feels different.

I know why.

A few days have passed since I found Savannah on that forest trail. Since we’ve made love. She hasn’t returned to the B&B but has stayed with us and spent each night in our bed—nights we’ve filled with the most amazing, kinky stuff two men and a woman can dream about.

In the past, theSea Spiritfelt more like home than our actual house, but Savannah’s presence has changed that.

And it is not just the mind-blowing sex we have—although I consider that a mighty bonus.

Having a woman—Savannah—in our home has been wonderful. Not only does she warm our bed and our hearts, she complements our lives.

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