Chapter 31
Chapter Thirty-One
CALLIE
“Where’s Knox?”
“Sleeping, he has to get to the shop early,” Brax says, tipping his head as I walk toward him. His gaze slips down my body, lingering on the cleavage the top barely contains and the short shorts, desire kindling in the depths of his eyes.
Lucky for us, there’s no summer school on the weekend.
I stop in front of him, pinning my knee between his open legs and placing my hands on the back of the couch.
He tips his head.
Leaning in, I brush my mouth over his. “Too bad for him, I’m feeling feisty.”
Jax chuckles from the kitchen where he’s running the tap. I kiss Brax and side-eye Jax, but he and I are already on the same page. He strides toward us, and I break the kiss, face flushed as I straighten.
“Drink this.” He hands me water.
Brax’s hands coast over the backs of my legs, smooth over my ass, squeeze, and then travel down once more, leaving a trail of fire on my skin. “Be a good girl and listen to my brother,” he purrs, sitting up and running his lips over the top of my breasts.
My throat bobs. Fuck the water, give me both of them.
Jax arches an eyebrow.
Right. Drink the water. I quickly drain the glass and as soon as I lower it, Jax sets it on the table.
His hand threads into my hair, wrenching my head in his direction so he can capture my lips. His tongue teases the seam of my mouth, and I open for him with a happy sigh. Brax peppers little love bites and kisses all over my chest, fingers tugging the top down until my tits spill out of it.
Humming in approval, he sucks one nipple into his mouth and kneads my other breast, tweaking and rolling that pebbled peak.
My body blazes with need, and I press my thighs together, whining at the absence of the friction I want. The first time we did this, it changed my world in more ways than one. I realize that it will do the same thing again, but this time, heartbreak won’t follow.
Only happiness.
Jax’s lips pull away, and he places his mouth at the shell of my ear. “Can we share you, Callie? Take you together again?”
Is he asking permission to sandwich me between their hard bodies? I thought it was obvious I’m all the way fucking in. “If you don’t, I’m going to be pretty mad.”
He and Brax both laugh; Brax’s chuckle rumbles over my breast and he pulls back, trading a look with Jax. Without speaking, they come to an agreement that I’m not privy to, but it doesn’t matter as long as I have both of them.
Jax threads his fingers through mine. Brax rights my shirt for the walk to the bedroom and takes my other hand.
Jax leads us to his room, the farthest one from Knox’s, and Brax shuts the door.
Before I can even think, they’re on me; Jax’s mouth claims mine again and Brax pushes my hair aside, kissing my neck, undoing my top and pulling it off.
He unclasps my bra, callused fingers brushing along my arms as he takes that off as well.
My hands find Jax’s shirt and he pulls back long enough to help me yank it over his head. In a matter of seconds, we’re undressed, Jax’s heat warming me from the front, and Brax’s enveloping my back.
We stumble toward the bed, grasping, stroking, kissing, hungry and desperate to repeat history.
The mattress dips as we get on, and I kneel, tugging on Jax’s hair and deepening the kiss as Brax’s teeth scrape over my pulse point.
My core pulses with need, and as if they’re fully attuned, one of them teases my clit and the other pushes two fingers inside of me.
I drop my head back with a heady moan, and Jax kisses down the other side of my throat.
Both brothers kiss and suck and bite my neck.
My eyes flutter closed as they work together, Jax’s fingers driving into me, curling and stroking my walls.
Brax’s thumb rolling over my clit. They work together until I’m panting, trembling between their bodies, fully at their mercy as they drive me over the edge.
Brax’s free hand clamps over my mouth before my cry can wake up Knox.
“Those screams are just for us,” he chastises, moving his thumb faster over my nerves, my already over sensitive skin almost revolts in protest, but Jax presses his fingers hard over my g-spot, the two of them effectively pinching both pleasure points together. Brax’s palm muffles my next moan.
“Such a good girl,” Jax purrs. “Who do you want here?” he asks, pumping his fingers in and out of my pussy.
Last time we were together, I went down on Jax while Brax was inside of me. Anal with them will be different than with Theo because they’re bigger than him, but I know they’ll take care of me.
Brax’s palm moves down to cup one of my boobs, teeth dragging over my pulse point as they wait for my decision.
“You,” I tell Jax, wrapping my fingers around his thick length and pumping. “I want you in the front, and Brax—oh fuck,” I break off with a gasp as he pinches my clit.
“Use your big girl words.” Brax’s teasing words brush over my throat.
“I want you in my ass and Jax in my pussy.”
He rubs my clit hard and fast and his lips find my ear, kissing and whispering. “What’s the magic word, Callie?”
“Fuck me right now?”
Jax laughs, but I squeeze his length lightly in warning, and he grunts, driving his hips into my hold. Of course he doesn’t mind me being a little rough with him.
“Fine,” I mutter when they make no move to give me what I want. “Please, fuck me.”
“Good girl,” they both praise and they move together.
Jax lies down and Brax lifts me and sets me down so I’m straddling his brother then moves away.
Before I can question where he’s going, Jax’s hand clasps the back of my neck and he pulls my face toward his, reaching between our bodies to position himself at my entrance.
Our lips collide as I sink down his length, and we both moan in approval. I’m wet and ready, and he’s thick and hard, stretching me in the best way. Filling me up. I grind my hips, pushing him deeper before rolling them back and forth, humming at the friction between us.
Cool liquid hits the small of my ass and I squeal, surging up Jax’s length, but his hands clamp around my waist and drive me back down his dick.
“She feels fucking perfect,” he tells Brax. “Fuck, Callie, you’re soaking wet.”
Brax spreads my cheeks with one hand and drags the lube down to my tight hole, pushing one finger slowly into my ass.
“Oh god,” I say, choking on the words.
“Breathe for us, baby,” Brax soothes, slowly working his finger in and out of me, letting me adjust to that before adding more.
Closing my eyes, I drop my head to Jax’s shoulder, breathing as he languidly rocks his hips up to meet mine, giving me enough distraction to let my muscles relax, and right when I think I’m good, that it’s not that bad, Brax adds another finger.
The stretch is instant and almost too much, but he rubs his palm up and down my spine, murmuring praise while Jax continues to slowly pump into me.
“You’re doing so good,” he rasps. “He’s going to take your ass and you’ll have both of us right where you wanted us.”
As crazy as it sounds, as Brax starts to scissor his fingers, helping me stretch and adjust to being full, it stops being too much and starts to feel good.
There’s no one else I would trust with this moment besides Knox, but he needs his beauty rest and the twins took such good care of me last time.
“Are you ready for me, Callie?”
Taking a fortifying breath, I lift my head and glance back at Brax. “Go easy on me.”
He nods in understanding. “I’ll be gentle.”
My heart squeezes in appreciation. He could be rough and crazy, but that’s not my guys. They will always put my comfort over their pleasure, and I know that making sure I’m taken care of makes them happy.
“Stop messing around and fuck me already,” I tease.
He grins and slips his fingers out of my ass.
More lube glides over my skin, ensuring that at least he can glide in with a little help.
Jax grabs my chin, wrenching my attention toward him, and we kiss as his twin slots the tip of his cock at my tight hole.
Jax’s tongue lashes mine, stealing my gasp as slowly Brax pushes into me.
Fingernails grasping at the sheets by Jax’s head, I force myself to take a breath, to relax, to trust them. And I do. Brax seats himself fully in my ass, holding, waiting for me to inhale, to exhale, to adjust to both him and Jax filling me.
Jax grinds into me, and I break away from his mouth and suck in a lungful of air. It’s so much, but somehow Brax being in my ass makes Jax feel all the bigger, and together it’s almost too much to handle.
Almost.
I tentatively rock my hips.
Brax runs his hand down my spine. “That’s right, Callie. You can take it, can’t you, baby?”
It’s too much to speak, so I merely nod and continue my careful exploration of the sensations. And when I’m ready for more, they instinctively know and take over, pumping and driving into me in a rhythm that I can handle.
“She’s perfect, isn’t she, Brother?”
“She’s a fucking goddess,” Jax murmurs, threading his fingers in my hair and pulling. My head wrenches back, but somehow the pain is exactly what I needed to stop resisting the pleasure and to let it flood through me.
“That’s it, Callie, you like when we fuck you,” Jax says. There’s no question.
“Yessss,” I moan.
“You’re going to come all over Jax’s cock while I fill your ass.”
I hum, eyes fluttering open and closed as they fuck me. My clit presses against Jax’s low stomach, and when Brax rocks into my ass, he pushes Jax’s length against my front wall, stimulating my g-spot.
That’s the fucking spot, oh god, that’s fucking perfect.
The orgasm builds quickly. Heat flooding my core, body trembling, eyes watering from the pressure. I’m so close. On the precipice of euphoria. All it would take is another push.
“Please, please, please.”
“We’ve got you,” they say at the same time.
Jax’s finger slides between our bodies, circling my clit. Brax smacks my ass just enough to distract my mind from the sensations that make me want to fight. Jax tugs on my hair. Brax’s fingers run up my spine.
My walls flex around Jax.
He groans. “Fuck, Callie.”
“Please,” I almost weep.
“Almost, baby. We’re going to come together,” Brax murmurs.
And then they work together, pumping, teasing, stroking, fucking and filling me until I’m completely at their mercy and my mouth parts on a scream, but like before, a palm clamps over my mouth, stifling the sound, but I can’t even bring myself to care because their lengths pulse, almost exactly in sync and they both drive into me.
I scream again, another orgasm slamming into me as they erupt inside of me. My vision wavers and I let my eyes flutter closed, panting and writhing as pleasure rolls over me from all sides, until my body is so spent I practically collapse onto Jax.
Brax eases out of me first with a hiss, leaving to clean up while Jax turns us on our side and cradles me in his arms.
“You did so good.”
“You’re not so bad yourself,” I say with a tired laugh.
The bed dips and Brax joins us, slotting his body against mine, sandwiching me once more. He kisses my shoulder. Jax kisses my cheek. A blissful breath rushes out of me.
“I love you.”
“We know, and we love you too,” Jax whispers.
“More than you fucking know,” Brax agrees.
And as sleep descends upon us, a smile pulls at my lips and my heart fills with peace I wish would last.