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  Laura nodded, her eyes devouring every peak and beautiful tree.

  “Then why don’t you sleep in here?”

  Both men were silent for so long that Laura had to tear her eyes away from the window to look at them.

  Brandon turned away, shuffling his feet, and Tyler stared at her, his cheeks slashed with red color.

  “Ah, because we aren’t mated yet. This room is for when we have our woman.”

  “Oh...” My god! Fuck, they were for real.

  “So you really do expect to have just one woman between you both.”

  Brandon grunted in answer and Tyler glared at him.

  “It’s worked for our kind for centuries, Brandon.”

  Laura nodded slowly, then cocked her head and stared at Tyler in confusion.

  “Your…kind?” What did that mean?

  Brandon’s head snapped up, his blue eyes glaring at his brother.

  Tyler cleared his throat and looked at his feet. “Yeah, well, we’ll get to that later.”

  He looked up at her, his brown eyes heating with need. “But what you need to know is that we want you, and we’d like to show you.”

  Oh God, I want that, too.

  Laura stepped blindly toward Tyler, unable to deny how much she wanted them both. This went against everything she had ever believed or knew to be true.

  “None of this makes any sense, Tyler.”

  She moved right up to him and let a sigh escape her as he reached out and pulled her against him. Heat sizzled between them, but lower this time—more a feeling of recognition rather than the fireworks she’d felt the first time they’d touched her.

  “I know…” He dropped his head and kissed her.

  Laura’s eyes closed as Tyler’s soft lips drank from her mouth, his tongue tasting her, igniting her passion.

  A second set of hands crept around her middle and pulled her back so that her ass bumped against his groin.

  She broke off from Tyler’s lips and moaned, heat spreading through her belly.

  “Come here.”

  Brandon turned her and swung her up into his arms.

  “No! I’m too heavy.”

  Brandon chuckled, carrying her easily over to the bed and placing her down on the mattress.

  “Yeah, right.”

  He stepped back and kicked off his shoes, then stripped off his T-shirt.

  “Holy smoke…” Laura stared up from the mattress at Brandon’s body. He looked like a pro-footballer. His shoulders were so wide, his pecs large, square, and beautiful. And his arms…she shivered as she saw the size of those biceps. He’d be able to break her in half if he wanted.

  “What?” Brandon asked, lifting his chin as though in defiance of any rebuke she would give him.

  She waited, but he didn’t continue, so Laura sat up and smiled at him.

  “You have to know how beautiful you are, Brandon. You obviously put enough effort into your body.”

  She gestured to his massive bulk and he ran a hand across his chest, flexing his shoulders so that he looked even bigger.

  “I like to work out. It makes me feel good.”

  She cocked her head and watched the way he looked away, almost embarrassed. Impossible. He can’t be worried about what I think of his looks.

  Laura slipped off the mattress and stood, her toes loving the soft, plush carpet beneath them. She pressed her hands to his pecs, shivering with that intense longing that took over every time she touched these men.

  “You’re spectacular, Brandon.”

  He looked back at her, his blue eyes burning with a need she instinctively knew was just for her.

  “As long as you think so,” he said, not reaching for her.

  A strange type of power filled her as she felt a tremor run through Brandon when she began running her hands over his chest. The skin was smooth and hot, his flat nipples begging for her attention. She reached for the tiny nubs and ran her fingertips over them until they became hard. Brandon grabbed her white T-shirt and yanked it up. She lifted her arms, letting him undress her with jerky motions.

  She didn’t care if this went against everything she knew and believed in. She’d never wanted any man like she wanted these two. When would she ever get to experience something like this again?

  “Tyler, can you pull the curtains please?” She hated how bright it was.

  Tyler didn’t question her, the light just dimmed as though a switch had been thrown. She released a sigh as Brandon reached behind her, unhooked her bra, and it dropped to the floor.

  “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

  Heat seared Laura’s cheeks but she couldn’t deny the need she saw in his eyes as he scanned over her huge breasts. She’d never really liked her boobs, but what woman was ever satisfied with her body?

  “Pants off.” Brandon reached for her jeans and Laura brushed off his hands, undoing the button, and pushing the denim over her huge hips. She wiggled and got them off, slipping her feet out of her flat shoes easily.

  She stood up, still standing in her panties, not sure she wanted them gone, too. She was already so exposed, and they weren’t. She was standing there in front of two of the most gorgeous men she’d ever seen in real life, and they were still dressed.

  “Hop up on the bed again please, Laura.”

  Tyler spoke from behind her and she turned around, gasping when she saw him.

  “Oh, wow, look at you.”

  She walked toward him, completely aware that her thighs would wobble with each step and Brandon would see the dimples in her huge ass. She lifted her arms to cover her breasts and tried to tiptoe so that her fat wouldn’t jiggle so much.

  A growl sounded behind her and she stopped halfway between them, glancing back to Brandon.

  “What’s wrong?” she asked him, lifting her boobs up a little more.

  “Wrong?” Brandon adjusted himself in his jeans, but didn’t make a move to remove them. “You’re fucking hot. Hurry up, would you?”

  Laura choked out a laugh and shook her head. That guy was crazy.

  She turned back to Tyler, hesitantly let go of her tits, and reached out for him.

  “How are you so beautiful, too?”

  He was much smaller than Brandon, but still cut and muscular. He looked fit, as though he could run forever and lift a car when he got there. She ran her palms up his arms and cupped his shoulders, the muscles bulging out for her.

  “I’m not beautiful, Laura, but I love that you want to give us compliments. Thank you.”

  Tyler led her to the bed and Brandon pushed her back so that she was on the mattress again. This was the stuff fantasies were made of.

  Chapter Six

  Laura giggled with excitement and moved up onto the huge bed so that she lay with her head on the pillow. She was really going to do this—go to bed with two men, and brothers at that!

  “Are you two going to join me or just stand there staring?”

  The men looked between each other before they crawled onto the bed, Brandon sliding over her and using his knee to spread her legs.

  “Open for me.”

  She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his still denim-clad ass. Heat pooled between her thighs as he took control of the situation. She hated to admit it, but she kinda’ loved it.

  He kissed her lips and she reached up for his head, dragging him down so that his chest was flat against her breasts. Tingles flared between them as his tongue speared into her mouth, a groan escaping his lips when he tasted her.

  “I’ll squash you,” he said against her lips and Laura laughed a little.

  “You’re kidding. I love the feel of your weight on me.”

  She pressed on his back and encouraged him to lay more on her.

  He slowly released some of the weight he held on his arms and let it sink onto her.

  A contented bliss settled over her and she sighed. “Yes.”

  Brandon moaned and dove down to her neck, biting and sucking the skin along her throat, and
moving down.

  Laura closed her eyes and let embarrassing noises escape her, as Brandon’s mouth seared a path of heat and pleasure down her body. She ran her hands through Brandon’s short hair, touching him as much as possible as he made his way toward her breasts.

  His wet lips slid over her flesh as he cupped one of her breasts with both of his massive hands and plumped it up for his mouth. The kneading sensation was comforting and arousing at the same time, and Laura opened her eyes to watch him enjoying her flesh.

  He sucked the nipple into his mouth and she cried out, pleasure shooting down her belly to center between her legs. He suckled her over and over, then moved back onto his haunches to stare down at her.

  Laura made some sort of pleading noise that left her mouth without her permission, and reached out for him with both hands.

  “Come back, please.” She needed his heat and weight on her.

  “No, it’s my turn.” Tyler muscled his brother out of the way and reached up to pull her undies down her legs.

  Laura let him, impatient for more. It had been so long since she’d been touched by anything other than her vibrating toys.

  “Wow, you’re even beautiful here.” Tyler ran his soft fingertips over her sensitive clit and down between her folds, making Laura’s whole body buck up, and she gasped out a huffy response.

  “That’s impossible, but thanks.”

  She wasn’t waxed or overly concerned about keeping that part of herself manicured. She didn’t have time or the inclination to be pretty for only herself. Now she was thinking maybe she should have.

  Brandon moved so that he was shoulder to shoulder with his brother and stared down at her.

  You’ve got to be kidding me!

  Laura tried to close her legs, but Tyler held them wide open.

  Brandon shook his head and chuckled.

  Laura didn’t like that at all.

  “Don’t laugh at me.” She sat up and tried to twist away from them.

  Brandon fell forward and pinned her back on the bed, moving onto his side and cupping her mound with his hand.

  Laura turned her head away and Brandon chuckled again, his lips moving to her ear.

  “I keep waiting for something about you to turn me off, but you have the best looking cunt I have ever seen.”

  Laura hissed and turned her face around to glare at Brandon, but it didn’t stop him talking.

  “You do. It’s a beautiful pink, the lips are symmetrical, and it has the most inviting slit I have…ever…” Brandon pressed two long fingers to her opening and she titled her hips up to let him in.

  Laura cried out and let her eyes close as she was swept beneath a wave of sensation. He fucked her with his fingers and she grabbed for his arms, swept up in the most intense pleasure of her life.

  “But how responsive is she, Laura?”

  He curled his fingers up and something lit up inside her.

  “Oh, good girl…” Brandon let another moan escape and kept fucking her with his fingers until the tension inside her built up to the point of breaking.

  “Oh, fuck, Brandon…please…” She tossed her head from side to side, digging her fingernails into his arms.

  Brandon pressed deeper and spoke into her ear again. “Come for me, my woman.”

  Laura screamed as the tension peaked and broke, bringing with it the most intense orgasm of her life. She shuddered uncontrollably, her eyes sliding shut as Tyler stroked her thighs and Brandon pressed kisses to her neck.

  “Good girl, fuck, you’re so sexy.” The words were growled at her and Laura took them for the compliment they were.

  Brandon was crude and he’d push her limits, she already knew. She turned her head toward him and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck, and pulling him as close as she could.

  *****

  Tyler stared down at his woman and his big brother. They’d found her, finally. All that pointless dating, all those nights of cold comfort were gone. They had reached their destination, and the sunshine was warm. His hands continued to stroke Laura’s creamy thighs, and he watched as they opened automatically.

  Oh yeah, it’s my turn.

  His mouth began to water as her juicy, wet cunt opened and revealed her pink lips.

  Brandon’s hand moved away to play with her breasts, and Tyler slipped onto his belly so that his face was inches away from her mons.

  He inhaled deeply and moaned as her musky scent filled his nostrils.

  “Yum.” He extended his tongue and swiped his tongue through her folds, moaning as her delicious taste spread across his tongue. He’d never tasted anything, or anyone like it. Wow. He dropped his head and began to eat her out properly, with the appetite of a man who was starving, because he was. She was like the richest wine when he’d been living on dirty water.

  Laura cried out and reached down to dig her nails into his head.

  “Fingers. Please, Tyler.”

  Tyler grinned against her beautiful lips and brought his hand closer to her opening. She needed penetrating, he knew, and fuck, what he wouldn’t give to be able to sink balls-deep into her right now.

  But Brandon and he had already talked about it, and they’d both decided that the best way to earn her trust and affection was to be selfless in this first time together. Laura was now the most important woman in the world to them, and she needed to know that beyond a shadow of a doubt.

  Tyler traced the pink, swollen opening with his fingertips and focused on suckling her clit as he slid two thick digits into her.

  “Fucking hell! Oh, crap!”

  Tyler looked up to watch Brandon holding down a thrashing Laura, her body heaving with her post-orgasmic shudders.

  Brandon held Laura’s wrists to the bed above her head and dropped down to kiss her. She moaned and surged up to meet him.

  Tyler looked back down at the swollen, wet, juicy cunt in front of him. This was it. The last pussy he’d ever see, feel, and taste. And it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

  He moved his fingers in and out, reaching inside her, and pressing on the textured little bit of skin at the back of her vagina. A muffled groan sounded and Tyler teased it over and over while he flicked her clit with his tongue. A cry flew into the air above them as Laura tensed her entire body, her legs straightening on the bed on either side of him.

  Tyler licked faster, feeling her pussy tense around him, then with another hoarse cry Laura began to shake. Her cunt squeezed around his fingers in waves of spasms and a light cream coated his tongue.

  Oh, fuck, that tastes good.

  Tyler licked her clean as she shook with the aftermath of her latest orgasm, and he slowly withdrew his fingers.

  He could hear Brandon whispering to her, so with a final kiss to her spectacular pussy, Tyler crept up the bed and took the almost comatose Laura into his arms.

  “I…you…what about?” Laura’s eyelids opened and closed, her eyes glazed over in a bliss of pleasure that made her look drugged. Tyler could only hope that she got addicted to him and Brandon, because now they’d never let her go.

  “Sleep, sweetheart, we’re here.”

  She settled her head against his chest and almost instantly her breathing changed into the even patterns of someone asleep.

  “I’m about to burst over here!”

  Tyler smiled and let his own eyes close. His cock was throbbing against the fly of his jeans, but he was completely content. In an emotional sense, he couldn’t feel better.

  “Well, you go fix yourself somewhere else. I’m staying here.”

  Brandon made some gruff noises but he soon settled on the bed behind Laura and lay an arm around her.

  Despite his buzzing body, they must have drifted off, because the next thing Tyler knew, he was waking up to Laura shifting uneasily in bed.

  He kissed her head. “You okay, honey?”

  She pulled back a little to look up at him, “I need to pee.”

  He chuckled and forced his lethargic body to
roll off the bed, pointing in the direction of the master bathroom.

  “In there.”

  Tyler watched Laura pick up her clothes quickly as she shuffled to the bedroom, looking far too self-conscious for a woman who had broken apart in their arms not so long ago.

  “Where’s she going?” Brandon’s groggy voice sounded from the bed.

  Tyler looked back at his sleepy twin. “Bathroom.”

  “Hmmmm,” Brandon let his head drop back against the pillow and Tyler stretched, feeling oddly settled and peaceful.

  Laura stepped back into the room, looking shy and a little haunted.

  “I’m sorry I fell asleep like that. You must think I’m very selfish. Can I, you know, help you both now?”

  She lifted her eyes finally to his and he could see the hurt there. Wow. She actually cared about their feelings. Since when did their lovers care about anything other than their own pleasure?

  He knew Brandon was a bit more selfish than him, but Tyler had lost count of the times his lovers had left him aching.

  “Are you kidding me? Watching you come apart was incredible. You don’t have to worry about anything, you’ve already given us so much pleasure tonight.”

  A charming blush rose in her cheeks and a lovely smile graced her beautiful face.

  “So, what happens now?”

  Brandon slid onto the end of the bed and joined Tyler.

  “Now we date. Tyler and I want you, and we needed to show you today how much. We’re not fooling around here, and we want you to give us a real chance.”

  Fantastic. Well said, brother!

  “We’ve got your number, so we can message and call. Maybe catch up for dinner or something?” Tyler suggested and watched Laura light up like a Christmas tree.

  “Really? I mean, this wasn’t a one-time thing?”

  Brandon and he laughed, the sound so natural and loud in the room that had lay vacant for so long.

  Tyler walked forward and cupped Laura’s face, kissing her soft lips as gently as he could. “Would you like to stay?”

  Laura looked up at him, her green eyes wide and open. There was no façade, no hiding. Her heart and soul was there for him to see, and it was a wonder.

  “What time is it?” she asked, turning to see the clock.