Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 133878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
“But you didn’t. You didn’t lose anyone. They lost. They came for us and you stood your ground. You were everything we needed you to be,” Shane said, his voice strong.
She had been strong. She had. She’d done what it took to protect the people she loved, and now she could cry it all out. Now she got to acknowledge how much she could have lost and in doing so accept all the bounty of love she was given.
The pain rained down on her as they pushed all of her boundaries. Shane continued to torture her nipples as Bay lubed up a plug and worked it inside between smacks to her cheeks and the backs of her thighs. The deeply intimate sensation of the plug fucking her ass while Bay spanked her and Shane twisted her nipples nearly fried her brain. Tears dripped from her eyes even as she could feel her pussy getting ripe and ready.
The events of the day finally came flooding out of her. She’d held it in, but she was safe now. She didn’t have to be strong. Her men would hold her and make it all better. They would never leave her so she could be everything she was, keeping nothing back. The torrent of emotion was unleashed.
“That’s right, baby.” Shane kissed her cheek, his hands soft on her breast now. “Get it out. Don’t leave that poison in your system.”
Fear and anxiety were poison if left to simmer too long, if not faced and dealt with. She would likely always have dreams of that man walking in to kill them all, but when she called out, she would wake and find herself warm and safe between her men.
It was all right.
She cried as the pain turned to pleasure when Bay’s hand moved between her legs and he found her clit. The plug was deep inside her body now, and she could feel the jangly sensation of it as he started to press a thumb on her clitoris, a couple of fingers entering her soaking wet pussy.
It wasn’t more than a few minutes before she came, the orgasm mingling with the sweet ache in her ass and her nipples, reminders that she was alive and loved.
“You were perfect,” Bay was saying. She felt him moving behind her.
Shane managed to kiss her, sending his tongue deep and stroking her own even as she came down from the high of their discipline.
Despite the recent orgasm, her whole body went on alert, ready for what they’d been promising her forever.
They were going to take her. Together.
“Relax, baby,” Shane whispered between kisses. “He’s going to play with you and then we’ll move you to the bed. I want you to ride Bay. I want him to be your stallion.”
He was her everything. Him and his brother.
She groaned as Bay rimmed her asshole, and then the plug was sliding out and in again. He did it over and over until she was certain she couldn’t take another minute.
“Hold on tight, baby,” Shane said before he gently turned her over and picked her up.
He carried her to the bed, and she was ready to become theirs.
Chapter Eighteen
They had game planned this night pretty much the moment they met her. Shane held her close, her hair draped over his arms.
They’d almost lost her.
Any issues he’d had with Bay not believing him had been brushed away. His brother had apologized, had made certain he knew how much he valued Shane. They were solid and would always be. And now they had their girl and no matter what happened it would be okay as long as Brooke was with them.
Bay had shucked his clothes and planted himself on the bed. As Shane moved Brooke across the room, Bay rolled a condom on his cock.
Shane stood there so Brooke could watch, too. While she stared at Bay, he watched her eyes get heated, her lower lip disappear behind her teeth. Her nipples got hard. Yeah, she liked watching Bay. It gave Shane the biggest sense of peace because he’d seen that look on her face when she’d watched him.
This was not a woman who was accepting the second husband to please the one she truly loved. She loved them both and celebrated their differences, appreciating what each brought to their marriage.
“You think it’ll fit?” He whispered the question into her ear, tracing the shell with his tongue. “You think your little pussy can possibly handle that monster cock? He’s going to fill you up, baby. He’ll stretch you wide. Can you handle him?”
“I can handle him,” she whispered back. “I can handle you both. I can take that big dick of yours splitting my asshole, and I suspect you’ll love it.”
Damn, but his baby didn’t hold back. He adored her easy sexuality, the way she gave every bit as good as she got. She wanted him hard and hot and ready to fuck her ass. “I’ll make you love it.”