Chapter 17
CHAPTER 17
“ I meant what I said, lass. You belong to us now.”
Beth nodded. She knew he meant for right now.
As soon as the snow cleared, she had to get back to Inverness to deal with the rental car and get back to the States to take care of the bar. She would soak up these days like a sponge.
Was it bad that she hoped she got pregnant to have something to remember them by? She knew that was just heat of the moment talk for these men.
The next four days found her on her hands and knees taking one of them from behind, one by one, or straddled to one while the other fucked her ass nice and good.
There were times she only had one of them at a time, and there were times she had two at the same time. She couldn’t help but admit her favorite times were when all three of them had their way with her.
She loved it when Jack was soft and sweet when he was with her. He took care of her every need, making sure she came at least twice before he fucked her within an inch of her life.
Then there was Brodie and Angus, her dark and rough lovers. They commanded every inch of her body.
They were masterful in how they invaded every inch of her when they took control. Even if she attempted to resist their pull, one touch had her caving every time.
Yet when all three men took her together? She was puddy in their masterful hands.
She had the best of both worlds. One taking care of her needs and two controlling every aspect of her body and soul.
She’d done things she’d never thought possible with them. One in her hungry pussy, one in her ass and one in her mouth making her swallow every drop.
The one thing she fought hard, and failed, was keeping her emotions out of the next four days. She knew she was ruined for any other man for the rest of her life.
She had no problems going through the rest of her life alone with her memories of these three men. She didn’t fool herself in believing it would be the same for them.
They were strong, healthy, virile men who could have any woman they wanted. Not to mention they live in the UK while she lived in a bar in KY.
Shit! The bar.
Would she even have that to look forward to? She still had to find the lawyer in London that Mac had everything with before she headed back to KY.
She couldn’t help the tears that started to flow while she was in the shower. It had suddenly hit her that not only would she be losing three of the most amazing men, but her home and job as well.
She jumped as she felt arms come around her in the shower. She knew right away it was Brodie as he pulled her back against his chest.
“What’s wrong lass? Did we hurt you this last time?”
“No! I don’t know why I’m crying, really. I got to thinking about Mac, mostly. I miss his voice. His snark about people and his lame jokes about some of the people who came into the bar. He really was the father I didn’t have growing up.”
Beth knew she was lying about why she was crying. She couldn’t admit her true feelings.
She was a coward. She was afraid of hearing their rejections.
She knew what she was feeling was impossible in such a short amount of time. Especially for four different men.
“I’m sorry, Beth. I wish I’d gotten to know my uncle through the years. I only remember the man of my youth.”
“He wasn’t an easy man to get to know at first. But once you got through those thick scales he had around his shell, you couldn’t help but love him. He never uttered those worlds to me until the day he died. But I knew.”
“Oh, lass.”
Beth turned around in Brodie’s arms and went up on her toes. This was technically their last night together. Angus and Jack had gone out earlier that afternoon to find the roads cleared and drivable.
They had to head back to London for their military check-in now that the vacation was over and she needed to do several things before going back to the States.
“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.