Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter
Thirty-Seven
Meg
I sigh as Beck works between my legs. I can’t imagine
anything hotter and cry out as he kisses my pussy.
“Hush,” Cian orders. “Look up.”
I do as he asks, turning my head so I can see him. Cian
takes my mouth with his. His tongue delves deeply, tangling with mine. He
thrusts his tongue into my mouth in perfect rhythm with Beck’s in my pussy.
Beck licks and thrusts his tongue in as far as he can go. He spreads my labia
so he leaves no piece of me untasted. Cian curls his tongue around mine as he
palms my breasts. I’m utterly surrounded by them. Finally, when I think I can
take no more, he gently pulls back the hood of my clit.
“This little pearl is throbbing,” Beck says with a satisfied
chuckle. “It’s begging for attention. Should I give it some, Ci?”
“You should make our little wife fly,” Cian answers. “Make
her come, so we can fuck her hard and she won’t care.”
Beck laughs and goes back to his work. He sucks the bead
into his mouth, and I come with a cry, every nerve in my body bursting to life.
I push my orgasm out so the twins can share in it. I feel the swell of Ci’s
cock at my lower back. I struggle to breathe through the pleasure that rolls
over my body, but finally let myself fall back against Cian.
Beck practically rips off his pants as he shoves my knees
even further apart. He pushes his enormous erection into me with one thrust.
Cian hisses in discomfort and slides out from under me. Beck begins thrusting
away as Cian removes his clothes. He tosses them aside and strokes his cock as
he watches.
I let my hands find Beck’s backside as I come out of my
languor, ready for more. Beck’s need rides me every bit as hard as his body
does. It’s a shock when he pulls out and goes onto his knees.
“Ci, you take her pussy,” Beck orders, pulling me up onto my
own knees. Cian happily lays down on his back, and I manage to straddle him. He
thrusts up into my soaking slit before I can think to seat myself.
I groan at the sensation. He goes so deep in this position.
It’s Cian’s favorite. He loves for me to ride him. I start to lose myself in
Cian’s passion when Beck pushes me forward gently. Cian puts his hands on my
hips to hold me still. I can feel the excitement vibrating off him. Cian wants
this.
“Don’t tense up, Meggie,” Beck says quietly, but with his
eternal air of authority. “I’ll be gentle.”
I feel the coolness of the oil Cian keeps by the bed. It’s a
clear color, and it warms as Beck works it into my flesh. He takes his time
massaging the oil into the rosebud of my ass.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, wife,” he murmurs while he rims
my asshole and starts to make forays inside.
He goes slowly, methodically preparing me. I groan at the
sensation, but Cian distracts me by pulling me close for a long kiss. Cian
floods me with his desire. I feel the restraint he uses to hold himself still
inside me. It wars with his anticipation of the act. Cian wants the three of us
together. He wants his other half sharing in the pleasure of their wife.
I sense Beck’s desire, too. The connection is stronger than
ever. I might not know his every thought, but he can’t hide from me when we’re
like this. For Beck, this act is his ultimate domination. His whole body hums
with anticipation. Making love in this manner is an act of complete submission,
and I’m giving it to him. I’m excited and overwhelmed with his emotion all at
once. Then Beck isn’t thinking about anything except how tight I am.
“Relax, Meg,” he says breathlessly. He pulls the cheeks of
my ass apart. I moan as the broad head of his cock starts to breach the rosette
of my ass. He’s so big, even with the oil to work as a lubricant. “Push back
against me. Ci, help her.”
Cian gently pushes against my hips as he holds me on his
cock. I take a deep breath and ease my backside toward Beck. It hurts, but not
so much I’m willing to take this from him. I can endure it. I will endure it.
“I know it burns, love,” he says. He sounds like he’s
gritting his teeth. “I feel it, too. I’ll stop if it gets to be too much.”
“No.” An idea suddenly hits me. “Overwhelm me. Let me feel
what you feel.”
In an instant, I gasp. It’s so fucking tight. It’s hot and
ridiculously tight. It doesn’t feel like a pussy. Even the heat is different.
No wonder they both want this. Beck is being careful as he tunnels his way into
my ass, but he nearly comes undone when he feels Cian deep inside me. It’s so
intimate. We’re all so close. Both halves of the man work together to bring me
pleasure and take their own, to meld themselves into one.
“Oh, that’s unbelievable.” I have to force myself to
breathe. They can feel each other. Beck works his way in. I feel the tightness
of his balls as they bob against the cheeks of my ass. He slides all the way
in. He rests his hardness against Cian’s, only a tiny, soft bit of flesh
between them.
“Oh, fuck.” Cian laughs joyously. “You’re so tight.”
I’m so full. I’m full of them, and the connection comes
completely open. Feelings and emotions, sensations and moods, they’re all open.
They bridge through me, but the brothers can feel each other. It’s so much more
than simply sensing each other’s moods.
They can access each other’s strengths. Beck will always be
the warrior, but through me, he can access the softer side of himself that is
contained in Cian. Cian will always be the funny, sweet one, but Beck will give
him strength and confidence. They’re finally complete.
As they begin to move, I find myself utterly caught between
them. They set a rugged pace. Cian thrusts in, and Beck retreats. Beck tunnels
in, and Cian pulls out. Every second is a new sensation. All the way I’m
overcome with their pleasure. The hot, tight clasp of my body is a revelation
for them. The dual sensations of constant thrust and retreat light up every
nerve of my body. I push and pull, but there’s no escaping the mounting
pleasure. It rolls over my body and soul.
Beck comes first. My ass is too tight for him to last long.
He groans as he grinds himself into me. My ass is flooded with him. He bucks
and fights to give me every ounce. The minute Beck comes, Cian follows. His big
hands pull me tight against him. He swells as he shoots straight toward my
womb. I cry and fight to prolong the feeling. It starts in my pussy, but
rapidly moves along my skin until my entire body hums with red-hot sensation. I
shake as I fall forward into Ci’s arms.
Beck falls to my side and rolls my body between theirs. I
breathe deeply as he pulls me close and covers us with a quilt. Even as my eyes
close, I know something important has happened between the three of us.
“I love you, wife,” Beck whispers in my ear.
Cian presses his head to my heart. “Forever,” he promises.